#i think thats all...

[fading--warmth]

Nu: Carnival birthday art icons (2/2) ♡

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[icewindandboringhorror]

(also feel free in the tags to clarify Why you made the choice you made!! :0c)

[dorothywonderland]

♬⋆.˚ Well it's a little bit dangerous, my friend˚.⋆♬

[drawnfamiliarfaces]

PnF Spirit Week 1: May 26th - Parental Units

Heinz and Charlene may have their share of troubles as a divorced couple, but no one can deny that they are good parents to Vanessa. A little bit overprotective at times, but what can one do, when their precious only child had entered puberty a bit too early for their comfort.

[rooniearts]

Consider: Silver with hearing loss

[fraternum-momentum]

uh

[seneon]

ive seen ppl who has a lot of self indulgent fics so what's yours?

hold up

sketching spiders, rayne ( bc i draw spiders everywhere, especially my arms)

teenage dirtbag, touya ( bc my friends always leave me out so im actually quite the loner in school, and i don't smoke. if i have to say, this fic is my biggest kin )

touya × goth girl ( self explanatory )

my favs × goth girl smau ( self explanatory as well )

[tawnysoup]

here. looplet air biscuits for u. do u feel better now?

[wavezies]

quick doods of my favorite crusty hero man + bonus duckling

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

apologies

[silosbears]

i think alphonse would still experience depersonalization and dysmorphia even after getting his body back

[pierroterotica]

guys I think team fortress 2 might be real I found this guy in my fridge and he told me all about it....

[cali]

sorry bro i lost focus and forgot where u begin and i end i hope nothing gay happened

[yeyinde]

psychic!Reader being relentlessly stalked and terrorised by dead!Ghost.

He's not sure how he died, but considering the aura he has wrapped around him, it was vicious and violent. And while you're no stranger to helping the dead cross over when they need it, but he can't. Or won't. Everything you try doesn't work, and he soon decides that he's fine with that.

Prefers, instead, to follow you around. And at first, it's fine. He explores the world around him—intangible, untouchable—and asks snarky questions about why you're the only the one who can see him. How this came to be. But then he grows bored. Restless. Shifts into bad jokes. Taunts.

Finds the most amusement, though, in muttering in your ear about all the filthy things he'd do to you if he had his body back—in broad daylight, no less. All explicit, ugly things about testing your flexibility. Bending your knees to your ears. Getting that pretty little mouth on his cock—

Watches you shower. Drawls about having you put on a show for him. Slides into the bed with you when he can manipulate and solidify his form better. Icycold hands against your breasts. Squeezing your ass.

Most ghosts continue with their routine. Go on with their lives. Cogs in the machine. But he spends his time messing with you.

The problem, however, is that ghosts can only do much to interact with the physical world. Knocking things over. Stomping their feet down the halls. Saying a word. A name. A whisper. Cold air. Static. A slamming door.

But Simon's pinches hurt. His hand sometimes feels warm when he cups your beasts, or curls his palm over the nape of your neck, pulling you toward his groin only to huff when your face slips through it.

"not there yet, are we?" he drawls, but holds you there anyway just because he can.

Sometimes you have to remind yourself he's a ghost. A spectre. He can't really hurt you.

But when he nuzzles his face into your neck, and bites down so hard it burns, you find yourself unable to explain the raw, bloodied imprint of his teeth there the next morning. Or how warm, how solid, his body feels when he pulls you against his chest, hands groping at you as he stares at the mark he left with something primal twisting across his once pellucid face. Darkening with malintent. Desire.

Maybe you should have taken his threats a little more seriously after all.

[trashy-greyjoy]

sometimes, it's not so much about the romance as it is about the devotion. the adoration.

[surreal-duck]

this one goes out to a certain middle schooler who wouldve been eviscerated on the spot by woke miraculous