#neon breakers

[wiley-treehouse-gardens]

[shelovesplants]

Neon Breaker succulent 🌵 💜

[haaaaaaaaaaaave-you-met-ted]

Fable of the Mirror Breaker by Joseph Meehan

[zackojack2]

Gamma T!sans is ready for spooky month!

Rather than giving him a costume and spending hours on finding a character

I was like “Fuck it, we giving a power up”

So here’s Gamma T!sans in his Neon form

So his name is now Neon!Code Breaker!Gamma T!sans (holy shit that’s long 💀)

Enjoy~

[s-a-i-k-0]

🕷️Spring Breakers, 2013🕷️

[mothpawbs]

I now have ten plants in my room, can I safely say this is getting out of hand? someone needs to stop me haha

[damegaze]

Spring Breakers | 2012

[filthyneverdie]

GUNPLA BUILDER (YouTube - ZEON REMNANT)

[de3d2me]

spring breakers

[destroyingeverythingold]

[shelovesplants]

Heart shaped 💓

[zackojack2]

Man 2023 was CHAOTIC year for me lol

A bit curious on what 2024 for me

To wrap up this year, I’m showing y’all my favourite arts ive made this year lol

Enjoy the 2023 ride with Zackojack boyssss

[closetofcuriosities]

A24 x Online Ceramics - "Sunset Tie Dye" - Spring Breakers 10 Year Anniversary Collection

Spring Break Forever.

[theehoneeybee]

"Make Me."

Mike Schmidt x fem!reader

summary: you hate your coworker. he's rude, cocky and doesn't do his job. but, god, is he hot.

warnings: 18+ content, minors dni, afab reader, swearing, pet names, finger sucking, slight choking, oral f!receiving, size kink if you squint, creampie, unprotected sex (wrap it b4 you tap it guys)

authors note: Mike is kind of an asshole in this but it's okay we love him anyway, he's just misunderstood. they're just both having a bad time and taking it out on each other. I want him.

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You wandered though the empty pizzeria, flashlight in hand. The air was heavy on your shoulders, decades of dust made your nose itch. You preferred patrolling Freddy's to sitting in the security office. There was one main reason for that.

Mike.

Your coworker Mike made your blood boil. He possessed this indescribable quality that made him insufferable to be around. It seemed every conversation you engaged in ended in an argument. Mike would barely talk to you or acknowledge you, preferring to keep his headphones secured to his head. He wasn't the best at his job either. Not long ago he had forgotten to properly lock the pizzeria, leading to a group of intruders trashing the place. This job was difficult enough as it was without having someone else there to make it even worse. What made you even angrier was how hot he was. His curly brown hair, strong arms and broad shoulder made you drool. You wouldn't admit it but your mind tended to wander if you looked at him too much.

You were plunged into sudden darkness as the power shut off. Sometimes it would go black for a moment but then the colourful neon lights would flicker back on. You stopped in your tracks, waiting for a minute. After no sign of the power coming back, you clicked on your flashlight and stormed over the the security office.

Maybe Mike was asleep and didn't notice the power going off. It wouldn't be the first time. But no, he was slouched over in the office chair, holding his flashlight up the illuminate the book he was reading with headphones adorning his head. Your night had been shitty enough already and Mike's shenanigans were only making it worse.

You shook your head in annoyance, flipping the switch to the main breaker and re-illuminating the pizzeria. Surprised by the sudden light, Mike looked around the room, giving you a small nod before returning back to his book. You stared at him in disbelief.

You pulled off his headphones, chucking them into his lap. "Are you serious right now? Did you just not fucking notice the power go off?" you questioned angrily. "Or do you just not care?"

"Get off my back. I'm having a bad night." Mike went to put his headphones back on but you grabbed his wrist.

"So am I. You sit two meters away from the breaker. You really couldn't have turned it on?" You let go of his wrist and rubbing your temples in annoyance.

Mike huffed and stood up, discarded the book and headphones on the chair. "The power was off for five seconds. It's not that big of a deal."

"I don't care. It's your job." Mike rolled his eyes and you frowned, leaning against the desk. "Asshole," you whispered under your breath.

Mike turned to face you, clearly upset by your remark. He stood inches away from you and pinned his hands either side of you on the desk. "What did you call me?" You shrugged innocently. "Say it again."

Being this close, you could smell his aftershave. Mikes hazel eyes staring into your own. Your heart pounded in your chest, cheeks burning under his intense gaze. Mike moved one of his hands up to your face, his thumb trailing teasingly across your lips, gently parting them. "Why don't you put those pretty lips to use and say it again."

You squeezed your thighs together. To say that took you by surprise would be an understatement. You stared up at Mike with half-lidded eyes. Teasingly, you closed your lips around his thumb, holding onto his wrist as you gently licked it. You saw his restraint beginning to crack. You took his finger out of your mouth, still holding onto his wrist.

You smiled innocently. "Make me."

In a split second his lips were on yours. They were soft and warm, moving against yours with an intensity you had never experienced before. Your hand moved from his wrist to the back of his neck, fingers weaving into the soft curls as you pulled him closer. Mike gently bit your bottom lip and you moaned into his mouth.

He grabbed your hips, hoisting you up onto the desk with ease and spreading your legs to slot himself in between them. Mike kissed along your jawline, trailing down to your neck as his hands reached under your hoodie.

"Don't think I don't see the way you look at me, sweetheart," Mike whispered into your ear, sending shivers down your spine as you let out a quiet whimper. His hands ventured beneath your bra to massage your tits. You bucked your hips forward, grinding against his cock confined by his jeans. You can feel Mike's lips smirk against your neck. "You want me so bad, don't you baby?"

You nodded pathetically, holding onto his strong shoulders and whining when his lips disconnected from your neck. Mike's hands moved from your chest to unbutton your pants, almost ripping them as he pulled them off, along with your soaked panties, in one clean move.

He knelt down in front of you, two fingers gently coming up to rub your clit. A fire burned in your stomach as his fingers moved slowly, Mike kissing along your inner thighs. Your hand came to rest on his head, holding onto his curls, resisting the urge to shove his face between your legs.

"Look how wet you are for me, sweetheart."

His mouth finally connected with your soaked cunt, tongue darting out to slide between your folds. Your breath shuddered and your hips bucked forward into his mouth. Mike groaned into your pussy, his fingers digging into your thighs, sure to leave finger prints as he ate you out like a starved man.

Your juices dripped down his chin. He sucked on you clit, earning a guttural moan from you. You felt him let out a moan of his own against your cunt. You could feel a knot building up in your stomach, your thighs quivering as he brought you close to orgasm.

Mike pulled away, giving your clit a soft kiss before wiping is face clean with the back of his hand. He stood back up and roughly kissed you and you could taste yourself against his lips.

As your lips collided, your hands reached down to desperately unbuckle his belt, tugging his jeans and boxers down. You stroked his cock, already leaking precum. Mike groaned, thrusting up slightly into your soft hands.

He pulled away from the kiss, watching as you moved the tip of his cock to rub between your sopping folds. Mike's breath was shaky and his hands gripped your hips desperately.

"Want me to put it in, Mikey?" you teased with an innocent smile.

Mike's hand travels up to your throat, squeezing it slightly. "Don't think you're the one in charge here baby girl."

You bit your lip, guiding Mike as he began to slide his cock into you. Your breath hitched at the stretch and Mike's face contorted with pleasure.

He began to fuck you, the monitors on the desk shaking with each thrust. Your head rested against Mike's shoulder, holding onto him for dear life. His cock fit perfectly inside you, hitting the spot that made you see starts. Mike reached his hand between your legs and rubbed your clit.

"Mike!" you cried out. "S'good!"

"You look so pretty fucked dumb by me," Mike puffed out. "You like being stretched out by my big cock, don't ya honey?"

His words made you legs shake, getting closer to climax as his thrusts got rougher, increasing in pace. Mike felt your cunt tighten around him, squeezing him deliciously. He let out little grunts with each thrust, his movements sloppy as he got close to cumming.

The rubbing of your clit sent you over the edge, your back arcing and legs shaking as you came. You cried out Mike's name, head lolling back, overwhelmed with pleasure.

You could see Mike was about to cum and you could feel him throbbing inside you. You leant forward slightly, whispering into his ear, "come inside me, Mikey."

And just like that, he did. He held your hips with bruising force, cumming deep inside you as he whimpered out your name. Mike stayed inside you, panting, sweat dripping from his forehead.

"We should do this more often baby," Mike said with a satisfied smirk.

[night-raven-tattler]

What's your ideal type?

Summary: What would be the best traits for their potential partner to have?

Characters: Scarabia dorm (Kalim, Jamil) × GN!Reader (separate, romantic)

Other parts of the series: Heartslabyul, Savanaclaw, Octavinelle, Pomefiore, Ignihyde, Diasomnia

Warnings: none

By opening the document, you agree to Mx Tattly's terms of source confidentiality.

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Kalim's ideal type would be...

Someone who enjoys having fun. And I'm not referring only to his parties. Kalim is a free spirit who just loves the good things in life: from good food to the Twisted Wonderland equivalent of Monopoly, Kalim loves having fun. And how else to enjoy these good things better than with someone who matches his energy?

Someone who can keep him out of trouble. It's no secret Kalim marches to the beat of his own drum. That, mixed with his clumsiness, makes him a neon sign for problems, and Jamil can't always rescue him from all of his hiccups. No one is telling you to fight a potential kidnapper, but he'll be eternally grateful just because you stopped him in time from putting the wrong ingredient in his potionology assignment.

Someone who encourages him to do things by himself. While Kalim likes how Jamil is forced to be mostly glued at his side, it's not necessarily healthy. Try helping him put on his turban by himself! Or maybe have him make some soup together with you! You'll get some suspicious looks from Jamil in the process, but it might help both of them in the long run. Kalim will surely love trying to be more independent!

Someone who understands his attachment to Jamil. I'm not saying it's impossible to feel jealous of Jamil for how much his existence is important to Kalim, but it's not something for you to interfere with. Even if you tried, that would be a hard boundary for Kalim. He loves Jamil like a brother and he would never betray him.

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Jamil's ideal type would be...

Someone who goes out of their way to notice him. Being used to being overlooked in favour of someone else, he would be surprised if you praised his dancing skills, complimented his wit or chatted mostly with him instead of Kalim when you bumped into them in the hallways. It will take a while for him to understand your intentions, but he'll eventually admit he has noticed the way you notice him first, while hinting at how happy it made him feel.

Someone who is a bit of a schemer. Jamil is not the epitome of morality, and is not afraid of using underhanded means to get what he wants. He won't let anything get in his way; not even you, if the situation is dire enough. Jamil will just roll his eyes at any morality speech, it will do nothing for him. Why not just let him be? Even better, make him worse?

Someone who understands they won't always be his first priority. The sad truth is that even Jamil himself can't be his own main priority due to the duty he has to fulfil as a member of the Viper family. As much as he'd want to be able to put you above Kalim, he can't. He knows it will be a certain deal breaker for some, but if you want to stay, he'll do his best to pay you back for your understanding.

Someone who can show him the world. Jamil is a dreamer who, unfortunately, is stuck to dreaming. Even if he can't indulge himself too often, you can still feed into his imagination and help him dream. Keep telling him about eating apple specialities in Harveston together, or about seeing the famous shipwrecks in the Coral Sea, or even about your honeymoon in the Kingdom of Heroes. He won't be able to join your fantasies too soon, but he loves how you want him to hope for better.

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