#you’ll find out soon >:)

[your-fuccked-up-dad-volume61]

The urge to kidnap her & rape her in the woods. Chained against a tree & split open on my cock. The screams in pain drowning out all the pathetic cries for help. Carving our initials inside of a heart on, “our” tree afterwards so everyone knows what a sweet couple we are. 🔪🌹

[zuzuelectricbugaloo]

Cross’s **** is always the solution 👀

[millenniumringg]

Hellooooo angstshipping community

[deus-ex-mona]

did aizo really switch the hand with which he was holding his microphone just to hold hands with yujiro like that?

[hippolotamus]

WIP Wednesday 💔

tagged by @jamespearce9-1-1 Thank you lovely 💖

Okay besties, angsty Buddie fic is complete (!) and being reviewed by some expert eyeballs. So, one last snippet before it posts (prev snippet here)

“You never said anything. Not a word.” It’s not a question. He doesn’t want the justification right now. Maybe not ever.

Eddie can’t bear to look in Buck’s direction, but he can picture the way he’s likely trying to make himself smaller. The way he’s visibly unsure of himself, looking far younger than his forty-two years.

“Buck, the day you left was one of the worst fucking days of my entire life. Second only to the day I realized you were never coming h- back. All things considered, that’s really saying something. I mean, I almost lost my son to a natural disaster, and watched my wife die. Not to mention watching you die.” Eddie bites the inside of his cheek, folding his arms across his chest like he could hope to contain every emotion sparking and threatening to burst out of him. “A long time ago I reminded you what it is to be part of a team. And I forgave you.”

The enormity of what he says next awkwardly fills his mouth. The shape of the words are clunky and foreign, tasting bitter as they roll off his tongue in a hushed whisper. “I don’t know if I can this time.”

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[cb-writes-stuff]

The Subcon “Favor” Tree

(An In Hats and Time post)

There’s only stories and conjecture, at best. Baseless urban legends at worst. But I’ll tell you what the stories say, at least…

Subcon Forest once had a quaint little village in its heart. And in the middle of that village, alone in the middle of a lake, was a tree even taller than the sky-touching trees all around. It was the village’s Favor Tree.

The tree is still there. Some say it still grants favors. But others… Well, others believe it asks for something in return. Those people call it the Barter Tree. What it asks for, no one can agree. It takes your life—no, only your soul—no, it takes your body—no, just your face—no, it’s your voice—no, no, it’s your name, and so on and so on. But everyone agrees you lose something of immense, even immeasurable value.

Legend has it that something lives in the Barter Tree. Or someone. Someone who makes the favors more certain somehow, more guaranteed, more concrete. More legally binding, even. How or who or what, no one knows. That’s a story for another time…

[wayliparker-co]

if we’re both being idiots then we’ll be idiots together 😍

[aperturals]

when i consider the stanley cup final there r two wolves inside of me etc one is the actual sports fan favoring my actual favorite team the other one is starving for mattdrai narratives. florida/edmonton in the final voices need to stay in the box where they belong but they’re getting louder…..

[flowertab]

(he’s talking about Emmy fr)

*Layton silently remembering their road encounter the previous day* “Oh yes haha, no need to worry I’m sure” ^^;

[karinasbaby]

ARE WE GETTING A “THE BOY IS MINE” FIC OMG

we might be 👀👀

[starry-night-rose]

Do I desire Malleus or his mother? Top ten questions science can’t answer!

[chimerahyperfix]

Let’s take ibuprofen play Goatlings together

[rollercoasterwords]

this might be a stupid question but was voldemort the mcd? i don’t want anyone else to die </3

let’s all hold hands & find out together <3

[crybaby-bkg]

it is truly so insane how reading motivates you to write so much more

[simikae]

eheheh theres more of you here now which means i can initiate my trap which is instead of drawing (x) fanart i will now f orce you all to look at my ocs. Smirks

[elmleif]

Introducing sweet lil baby Topaz 💛