#need to be here rn

[chloesimaginationthings]

Jeremiah and Mike’s first conversation in FNAF 2

[tizeline]

Oh? What's that? Ya'll want the next part of TSAU's story? Well fuck you you're getting this fucking thing instead.

[ashwii]

Okay now that booping is sorta kinda outta the way for the day, it's Donnie's turn :DD continuing on with the idea of "S3 finale designs" -w-

S3 finale Leo!

[tojisun]

hhnngrf i know it's been done before already but thinking about pornstar!reader today :(

you had always been faking your moans while shooting but on the day that you were filming with pornstar!simon, the director had to stop the shoot because you just, well, you sounded different.

you don't sound the way you always do—whining, mewling, your moans reverberating from the base of your throat. you used to even croon, stuttered words slipping from your kiss-swollen lips as you sang how good everything felt.

instead all they heard from you today were the quiet rasps of your gasps, hitched breaths, and warbled whimpers that barely got picked up by the mic.

were you sick? did you need to take a break?

of course not.

you haven't felt so good in a while now, if not for ghost. his cock was big, if not short, but it filled you up so well that it rendered you speechless. he was hitting everything, stroking everywhere. ghost was the first to hold you down and fuck you deeply; the first to stuff all of his cock and make you feel every stretch, every thrust. pleasure hummed underneath your skin, spasming along your synapses until your brain was fried in your delirium.

others were able to coax your orgasm with their fingers or their tongues, sure, but ghost had been the first in a while to make you cum just with his cock.

"christ," his voice rumbles somewhere behind you. you startle, whirling to look up at him—his eyes are dark, his lips tugged up in the faintest of smiles.

he pushes your hair away from your sweaty face.

"i knew you doctored y'r voice but who knew that you sound completely different when pleasured, huh?"

he's mocking you, you know, but your eyes stray past his gaze and flit towards his groin, your throat constricting at the sinful image his cock makes underneath a skimpy towel.

god, you want more.

"aren't you just an open book?" ghost trills, giddy. you glance at him again, brows furrowed in your confusion.

he chuckles and bends forward just enough to hover his lips above your ear. then, he whispers, "meet me in my trailer in ten. i need to know what else you've been fakin'."

he kisses your cheek goodbye, leaving you to feel warmth flood into your cheeks and raze through the plane of your spine.

fuck.

[rika-mortis]

Bonus:

[knifearo]

being aromantic is like. hey btw you're going to live a life that is the culmination of most of society's worst nightmares. sorry lol ✌️ but then you turn around and take a really good hard look at it and it turns out that living in that nightmare is fucking awesome and you get to wake up every day and take that fear that other people have and laugh and hold it close until it's a great joy for you instead. and being happy is a radical act that you define instead of someone else. and you're sexy as fuck that's just a fact of life i don't make the rules on that one

[acesluvrxx]

NO ONE TALKS ABOUT HIM.

ughh him at 40 is so MMMFHGGFHUJVKUVIFHKDJDSLK the way we're growing old together :3 WE DO IT EVEN WHEN HIS BUSH HAIRS TURN GRAY or idk maybe i really REALLY like him with stubble BUT?? HES HOT WITH STUBBLE LIKE IM SNIFFING THE SCREEN SO HARD UGHH I CAN SMELL HIS MERA MERA

[daftmooncretin]

[shepscapades]

This is @myketheartista’s fault and myketheartista’s fault ONLY

[probablyanalienindisguise]

Hellooo personal hc that thk was blinded as a result of the infection

[abstractfrog]

SILVER BLAZE PART THREE - happy jonkday everyone. one of these days i'll draw a scene that doesn't take place at night

[localeurorat]

You have to kiss Aizawa the first time because he will simply not do it even after all the lingering touches and the unspoken words that hang heavy between you. It's rushed and feels oddly juvenile, the way you kiss him in the deserted teachers' lounge long after everyone has gone home. He's too tall for you, even whith his head dropped between his shoulders, so you raise yourself on your tip toes and end up pressing an awkward peck to the corner of his mouth, your lips grazing against his growing stubble.

You're mortified when Shota remains unmoving, his white-knuckled hold on a stack of exams the only giveaway of a fluster he otherwise conceals perfectly. You try to think of an excuse, a way to explain that your lovesick mind lured you into seeing things that weren't there, but before you can, Shota rumbles a deep "Again".

He's sheepish - it's barely there, but you see it in his fleeting gaze and how his usually rounded shoulders are now stiff. "Do it properly this time."

[iwasbored777]

Only true Trolls fans love this baby girl, y'all can't call yourself Trolls fans if you hate her

[nerdy-hyperfixations]

He just wants to be missed

[knox-knocks]

Thinking about wymack trying to break the news to the rookie kid about their problems with the japanese mafia without scaring him off the team only for the rookie kid to have his very own ties to a different but related gang is too fucking funny to me

[buckysbarnes]

JOE KEERY as STEVE HARRINGTON “holly, jolly” 1.03 • stranger things