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proudfreakmetarusonniku · 6 months

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primeboys gift 👍

OH MY GOD?

#primeboys (derogatory)#dream smp #murder tw #this is so good wtf

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afton-family-askblog · 1 year

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*Sundelly jumps from behind couch, scaring Michael*

Mike! Look this cool mask I found!

[Jumps] A- ....I mean um......put that down -Michael Afton

#Fanart #Art #THIS IS SO GOOD WTF #I LOVE YOUR ART STYLE FRIEND!!!#fnaf #ask blog #ask the aftons #ask #michael afton #ask michael afton

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faggotmox · 2 years

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Insane thought:

BCC play DnD.

Bryan the long-suffering DM who has a carefully plotted out campaign but gets derailed whenever Mox pulls out a 4D galaxy brain move and dreads the question "but why can't I just..."

Mox is morally bankrupt paladin. Always snacking. Outrageously flirts with every npc to try and crack Bryan.

Regal is a high level bard and he WILL sing at the table if his character is supposed to be.

Claudio is a barbarian but tries to play non-lethally. He always apologizes before going into a rage.

Wheeler is a low level warlock. He dies a lot and suspects Bryan is trying to kill him.

OKAY BUT WHY IS THIS SO PERFECT!!!

the amount of time mox is like "but why can't i just--" then comes up with the most elebratote bullshit ever & bryan just blinks at him says "that cannot work" but then looks it all up & mox just rolls *good* always. so it fucking works & bryan's just like "cool my big bad for this two hours session is now dead & somehow mox unlocked the mysteries of the universe."

wheeler & mox yes and each other into the worst little side quests that have bryan having to write on the fly. wheeler will enecourage mox to flirt with some npc & it will somehow turn into something huge they have to take care of? & bryan's like "the fuck? how'd we even get here?" regal & claudio also support this behavior bc they think bryan secretly has fun when they challenges him. even when he bitches. mox is really into the story of the game, figuring out the mysteries. he likes being violent during fights but he really fucking loves the stories bryan writes.

bryan is a fucking map nerd (shout out to my real life dm who MAKES US FN MAPS). bryan makes graphics & maps, all sorts of shit for the party. everyone teases him but is always like this is so cool. he has a huge table top set up with their stuf & keeps it in order, changing the stuff to make it look like new terrain. bryan is all abt setting the vibe.

when regal sings in character everyone gets into (bryan does the long suffering dm bit but he thinks its wonderful regal gets so into it). eventually this leads to wheeler bringing in his steel drums, then suddenly regal has a mandolin & is skilled (like just random skill no one knew he had ), & mox brings a harmonica. its a strange little band but they do it. its fun & cute.

claudio gets really caught up in the little things & will spend half session asking bryan questions that dont't matter (no offense claudio but we dont need to know abt the flowers that grow here at the moment thank you). bryan has to work on so much lore to satisfy claudio's three year old style questioning.

bryan loves being a dm but he's pretty sure the party likes torturing him so he just pretends to be annoyed or put out. he really tailors it to his friends too.

#this is so good wtf #slap wtf this is perfect #ranger written

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thelasttime · 1 year

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everyone do what she said

DUA LIPA'S WORD IS GOSPEL

#asks #asking you this*#lavenderhazes #this is so good wtf

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inlifeasindeath · 1 year

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#this is so good wtf

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pumpkin-cowboy · 2 years

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She chased the shepherd to the field,

She chased the farmer's daughter,

And never did she even yeild,

When the farmer holler'd slaughter.

The old grey goose has had her fill

Of eggs and pondside napping.

So now she chases at her will

With beak and wings a-flapping

HOLY SHIT

#THIS IS SO GOOD WTF #bardanon!!! this is so good!!!!!!!#Sorry it took so long to answer but I’ve been legit going to my ask box just to read this and reread it I’m obsessed #like all week #going to print this and stick it to my wall!!!#thebardanon #bardanon #poem #poetry #ask box

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rubberduckyrye · 2 years

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I 'M FUCKIN G SC REAMING??????

#THIS HAS ME IN A CHOKE HOLD I CANNOT ESCAPE #HHHHHHHHH #I LOVE HIM SO MUCH #THIS IS SO GOOD WTF #Youtube

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kithtaehyung · 2 years

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Are we doing 3tan song inspo? Because if so... I have too many so I just made this little playlist.

Listen Here

OMG LEX🥺🍊 you made a whole playlist for it?? That’s damn amazing I’m so soft rn😭 And as soon as I saw Loveeeeee Song on there I was🫠🫠 And you even have 6LACK? Hell yeah!

But idk we just got a bunch of song recs today and I’m liking the choices. When I have time I’ll add them to the 3tan Readers Playlist that has all the song recs submitted by y’all🥳 if you want a specific one or ones on there, let me know!

#this is so good wtf #Lex!#3tan playlist #asks:3tan #*ryenfictalk #mailbox💌

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xolaanii · 7 months

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I could fight Raphael forever just for his bop of a theme

#vall txt #this is so good wtf

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wtfforged · 24 days

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stretchies

#he naps so good i KNOW he gets such good stretches too #sorry. hes just so cat.#btw was anyone gonna tell me that ive been spelling his name wrong for the past year #half my tags are “roronora” and the other half is the correct “roronoa”.....................................lol #wtf... art #roronoa zoro #one piece fanart #zoro one piece

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rogueshadeaux · 1 month

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“I hate the script, the vault dwellers sound so cheesy—“ my Brother in Steel you realize that’s the point, right? They were bred to act like the physical embodiment of an HR e-mail. Did you not catch the memo that Vault-Tec put out regarding their experiment facilities?

#fallout #fallout tv show #fallout tv series #they were raised to respect the Golden Rule they’re a bunch of fucking kindergartners #theyre MEANT TO BE CRINGE #plus if you keep watching you’ll SEE WHY THEY DO THAT #don’t quit in the first episode when you have so many more to explore wtf is wrong with them!!! it’s a good show!!!#sometimes I think people like to hate things just to hate them and I understand. truly. i am a certified hater too #but don't dog something that has reasoning!! you're meant to cringe! and you'll see why!!!#GIVE IT TIME IT WILL MAKE SENSE I PROMISE #fallout spoilers

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charlie-artlie · 2 months

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I think the death weirdos should hang out

#transformers #maccadam #first aid #rewind #arts #death mention tw #how do i even trigger tag for snff film mention without getting shadow banned. is the question.#for the record i dont think either of them are having A Good Time in that last panel #but watching them has become like a compulsion #like when aid found out abt the tapes he was like oh goddamit. fuck. well i have to watch them :/#and everyone else was like no???? you really dont have to wtf??#but the specter of amulons corpse that watches aid from the darkened corner of the room tells him he has to so #whos he supposed to listen to here

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bi-writes · 11 days

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mmm. being the final girl in ghost's slasher movie (dark!ghost x curvy!fem!reader, 18+)

his laughter shakes you to your core. you're cornered, in the very back bedroom under the bed, staring at the dull gaze of your roommate as she bleeds out on the floor.

she's gurgling. she coughs up mouthfuls of blood, and they trail down her neck like a spider web until it pools underneath her head, making the strands of her hair red and sticky. the slit across her throat sputters, and you watch as the white painted bones on the back of his gloves drips with the pretty crimson color. if it wasn't so cruel, if it wasn't blood, it might be artistic.

he takes a thumb and smears the blood over her skin. he draws shapes into her forehead and then both of her cheeks, and you clamp a hand over your mouth to stop from crying as she gasps, reaching up with a shaky hand, halfheartedly trying to push him off, but she's too weak.

he hums when he finishes, and your eyes well up with tears when he knocks her head to the side so she's facing you. he's written three words on her face, one word on her forehead, and then the rest on her cheeks, in her own blood.

I SEE YOU

you scream when he shifts, grabbing onto your ankles and yanking. you claw at the hardwood floor, trying desperately to get away from him, but it's no use. he has you, he found you.

no matter where you go, you've never been able to hide. no matter how far away you think you've gone, it never matters. no matter how long you go without hearing from him, it isn't a comfort, because that usually means the inevitable is coming.

he will never leave you alone. you will never get away. he will find you, he will have you, and every time you escape, it is always just him giving you the illusion of freedom, when in reality, he can have you as easily as he did before.

"givin' me a right headache, luvvie," he murmurs, flipping you over with not so much as a grunt and sitting on your hips. you squirm under him, but this behemoth of a man isn't something you can just push off of you. he's big and heavy, and with all his gear on, he must be thirty pounds heavier. you eye the gun strapped to his chest, but even at this distance, you know it won't matter.

ghost cannot die. that's how he got his fucking name. you've sunk a knife into his stomach before, you've shot him once, you've pushed him off of cliffs and down elevator shafts and watched him sink to the bottom of the fucking ocean, but he cannot die, he won't die, he will never leave me.

"fuck you," you spit, and he chuckles, pulling one of his throwing knives out of his boot and using it to pop the first button off the front of your shirt. it clatters somewhere in the bedroom, and ghost snarls when he sees the lace of your bra.

"expectin' someone?" he growls. "oi! look at me."

you glare up at him, tears sliding down your cheeks, and he uses the sharp edge to pop the rest of the buttons off, your shirt in tatters as it lays loose around your arms. he grunts as he sneaks it under where the cups meet, pulling upwards until he cuts the lace in half. you mewl when your tits bounce, falling free, and his pupils dilate.

"mmmm..." he pushes his mask up, leaning down, and you arch your back when he wraps his lips around one nipple and suckles. you reach up without thinking, your hands finding the back of his head and cradling it as he practically feeds on the fat of your breasts. "know how much you like tha'..."

you whine, and he lets go, pushing the front of his mask into your cheek, licking the skin. you scrunch your face, dirty fucking animal, and he mouths at your jaw.

"'f y'were just a good girl, wouldn't hafta do this," he taunts. you squirm when he lowers himself again, paying attention to the other breast and sucking it into his mouth. "y'make me do it, swee'eart. make me hurt sorry muppets...they're keepin' y'from me. and y'know tha' isn't allowed."

you cry out when he flips you over under him. he shoves your face into the floor, tangling his hand into your hair and yanking on it so that you're looking at your dead roommate, her eyes dull and lifeless as she lays there turning cold.

"look wot y'did," he growls. "look wot y'made me do."

she looks sort of pretty. she did annoy the shit out of you, you won't lie. she looks happier this way. quiet, relaxed, still. it's cathartic, to know that maybe this is what she was meant for. to die, that was her purpose. it makes a little sense.

"'m sorry," you whisper, and ghost loosens his grip on your hair. "'m sorry..."

he kisses the side of your neck, laughing a little.

"now y'r sorry," he says, amused. "y'r mine. when are y'going to learn tha'?"

you put your palms onto the floor, trying to turn over. he eases his weight up to let you, leaning down and putting both hands on either side of your head as he looks down at you. you meet his eyes, sniffling, and you shake your head.

"w-was scared."

"scared?" he tilts his head to the side, licking over his teeth. "scared of wot? would do anythin' for ya."

"i-i know," you sniffle. "just...n-never had anyone that...that would. i-i...i've never had anyone s-so good to me."

he grins, and you shiver a little, but not from fear.

"awww," he shakes his head. "y'r a bad liar, luv."

"i'm not lying--!"

he leans down, licking over your bottom lip, and you whimper.

"prove it," ghost rasps, and you blink up at him, swallowing hard. you push on his chest a little so he eases off of you, and you hook your thumbs into your jeans and shimmy them off. ghost watches carefully, his eyes flickering when you lay bare underneath him, and you bring your knees up before letting them fall. he licks his lips, his grin widening, and he meets your eyes when he sees what he likes. "bloody hell, y'r soaking the fuckin' floor, swee'eart."

you bite your lip, a little shy, and he grips your throat firmly before tugging you up to meet him. he presses a chaste kiss to your cheek, stroking your sweaty hair and humming low.

"y'r gonna run again, aren't ya, baby?"

you nod, closing your eyes, and you let a soft moan slip out when he settles between your spread legs, pressing his pelvis to yours. you feel that familiar hardness, digging into your sex, and you can't help the grind of your hips, wanting to get closer, needing to have more of him. he might be the craziest motherfucker you have ever known, and it's a shame he fucks like a pornstar.

you open your eyes, reaching down, and he smiles wickedly when you unzip his pants, shoving them low until his cock is free. like he knew this would happen, he's been leaking into his boxers, and when you pull him out, the tip is red and wet.

you squeeze your thighs around his waist when he sinks into you, grunting when his thighs press to yours, burying himself deep. you cry, your back bowing sharply, and he smooths his gloved hand down your bare stomach, licking his lips when he trails streaks of blood down your soft skin.

"'s olright," ghost mutters, "quite like chasin' ya. makes y'r cunny taste better. makes y'so fuckin' tight, too, fuck--"

"yeah--" you gasp, and he smiles again, disgusting, filthy, murderous, terrifying.

"say it. say it, and maybe i'll forgive this lil' stunt, and maybe i'll let y'cum." your eyes roll back, and he grips your face tight. "oi! say it!"

"i'm yours! fuck--yes! i'm yours..."