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gabbyp09 · 4 months
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makeyoumine69 · 2 months
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Happy Birthday to the hottest man in the world — Christian Bale!😍
(January 30, 1974)
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skeletonvomit · 7 months
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DOROHEDORO | Q Hayashida
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spoiledskullz · 7 months
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Knuckles sketch
Someone called him orange sonic so
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bambibells · 8 months
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I'm one bad day away from pulling an Amy dunne
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doomedtodestruction · 5 months
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Dita Von Teese
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blazeemm · 10 months
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One of my favorite shots of her flipping the bird
💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗
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30-3am · 5 months
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Which era of James is your favorite one??
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89-92 my beloved.
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lucasneate · 6 months
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one of the realest bitches ever
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ezgurple · 1 year
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How do u draw karai? Sorry if this is already asked or smthing but i just haven’t seen karai done in ur style? I bet it’d be pretty cool tho
im still working on her design but this is pretty much her! it seems her entire personality is hating the turtles 🤨 she probz hates them more than shredder does tbh
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we need more buff karai
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koppi2404 · 9 months
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✳️ HOSHINO AI ✳️
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gabbyp09 · 2 months
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madder71 · 5 months
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jae-bummer · 10 months
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My Idol: Season 3
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Part One - Part Two
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Part Three - Part Four
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Part Five - Part Six
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Part Seven - Part Eight
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Part Nine - Part Ten
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Part Eleven - Part Twelve
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Part Thirteen - Part Fourteen
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Part Fifteen - Part Sixteen
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Part Seventeen - Part Eighteen
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Part Nineteen - Part Twenty
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nightofthesurfindead · 5 months
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as we approach spooky season, i stop and randomly think about that time i met ✨ bill moseley ✨ at a horror con as stretch. he is such a sweetheart 💕
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livvysturniolo · 4 months
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𝖒𝖞 𝖎𝖉𝖔𝖑
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summary: your bsf begs you to come to a costume party as his +1, but what happens is when he gets jealous?
genre: fluff, angst, NSFW
cw!: toxic!chris, jealous!chris, FWB, sweetheart!reader, kissing, pet names (baby, ma, mamas, sweet girl, etc.) swearing (shit ton of it..), blood, fighting, angry sex, toxic sex, SMUT! MDNI!!
A/N: hope yall like this, i rly enjoyed writing it
text - chris
text - Y/N
text - nick
text - matt
text - ???
“They can't tell that I love you 'Cause you're loyal, baby”
chris’ pov:
me, nick and matt were all invited to this ‘influencer costume party’. i wasn’t really into going to parties but i begged my best friend, Y/N to tag along, that convinced me.
i sat on the couch, waiting for everyone to finish getting ready. i decided to not wear a costume, mainly because i didn’t feel like it, but also because there was nothing good to dress up as.
i lift my head to the sound of Y/N’s heels hitting the floor. i look towards the stairs, jaw falling agape. “woah…” i gasp breathlessly. “hi chris,” she smiles at me. my eyes scan her body, god she is beautiful. her short, silky red dress hugging her in all the right places. just the right amount of cleavage showing.
shes gonna be the death of me one day.
nick walks from the kitchen into the living room, “damn, Y/N! red is definitely your color,” he compliments her, as she does a little spin. she grins ear to ear, at him. “thank you nick,” “guys let’s go!” matt shouts as he runs downstairs. we all follow him and load into the car. nick about to get in the back, i stop him. “ah, no. you can sit in the front.” i spill. “but-“ i cut him off, “but nothing, i want to sit back here.”
“god okay.” he chuckles.
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as we pull into the driveway of the building, Y/N steps out, bending over slightly. giving me a flash of her red lace panties.
she knows what she’s doing, trying to get me worked up.
as i get out of the van, i walk over to Y/N’s side, pulling her close and whispering in her ear, “i know what you’re trying to do, it isn’t going to work, baby,” “i don’t know what you’re talking about,” she giggles, walking away tauntingly.
i catch up with a couple of friends and we all head to get drinks.
Y/N’s pov:
i had bumped into a few friends, starting some small talk then heading on my way. “hey there beautiful,” a raspy voice says from behind me, i turn around, only to be met with an unfamiliar face. “hi, do i know you?” i ask smiling slightly. “no, but can,” his pick up line makes me cringe. “i think im fine thank you!” i thank him, smiling and trying to walk away. he grabs my arm harshly, pulling me into him. “sir please!” i squeal. “shhh, i’ve got you.” he drags me to the bar, buying a rum and coke and handing it to me, “so tell me, Y/N. how have you been?” he asks. “how do you know me?” i shoot back, worried, trying to leave, but his arm cages me in. my heart races.
how does he know me, who is he?
“oh i know a lot of things you don’t.” he smirks, rubbing my thigh. “please—stop.” i laugh nervously, pulling myself out of the chair, going the opposite way, as he continues to put up a fight with me.
chris’ pov:
i head over to the bar to fetch a drink, spotting Y/N. smiling i slowly walk over to her but stop once i see a random guy flirting with her and touching her. but it isn’t a friendly touch, or friendly flirting. it’s how i flirt with her. how i touch her. what the hell is she doing with him?
i walk closer, hearing Y/N’s voice cry “please—stop,” a nervous sounding laugh bubbling from her throat. “nah we’re not done yet, Y/N.” the man says, slamming her arm down on the bar table. everyone turns their attention to the two.
i walk over to the guy, pulling his arms off of her, accidentally—no. purposely spilling his drink on his white shirt. “what the hell man?!” he yells, looking up at me, his face full of anger. “leave her alone, jackass.” i spit. he laughs.
this bastard really thinks i’m playing.
“chris…” Y/N whispers, i push her, more harsh than i intended, clearly that’s not my worry right now. my blood is boiling. “touch her again, i swear ill fuck you up.”
Y/N’s pov:
“chris…” i whisper, his hand meeting my shoulder, pushing me back harshly. “touch her again, i swear ill fuck you up.” he spits. the guy pushes chris by his shoulders, chris’ jaw clenching. “it’s not like she’d be affected by it anyways. shes just a filthy slut who fucks every guy she fucking se-”
chris swings his fist up, punching the guy right in his jaw, causing the man to fall back. gasps can be heard all over the house. nick running up behind me, “Y/N, come on.” he whispers, pulling me away.
chris stands over the guy, punching him in the jaw once more. “don’t you dare, fucking touch her again. you have no right to call a woman a slut.” chris spits, matt interrupting him, attempting to drag him away, failing miserably. the guy gets up off the floor, attacking chris to the ground. “chris!” i cry.
chris flips them over, punching the man repeatedly. the man gets one slight punch in, busting chris’ lip. chris stands up, “don’t fuck with her again.” he spits, storming toward me. “chr-” i try to get out, but he grabs my wrist, pulling me to an empty room.
“chris..” i gasp as he pushes me up against a bathroom wall, locking the door behind him. chris just stares at me, looking me up and down, hungrily. “fuck..” he breathes. he cups my cheeks, pulling me into an eager kiss, “chris..” i moan into the kiss. “jump..” he says, going back to kissing me. i do as he says, wrapping my legs around his waist, and my arms around his neck. he moves down to my neck, sucking and kissing all over the soft skin. “fuck chris..” i whimper, pulling on his hair, causing him to groan.
“pull my hair baby, just like that.” he whispers in my ear, biting on my ear lobe. “please chris..” i whine, “what is it ma? what do you need?” he coos. i thrust my hips up, “please, need you inside me please..” i moan.
“yeah? need me to take my anger out on you?” he asks, “yes! yes please daddy, i’ll be good i promise,”
he stands me in front of the mirror, bending me over the counter. he slides my panties down my legs, leaving them at my knees. “gotta stretch you out first, mama.” he whispers, gliding two finger up and down my folds, moving my wetness up and down my pussy. “please chris.. need it.” i whine, without any hesitation, he thrust two fingers into me without a warning, drowning them knuckle deep. “oh chris!!” i moan out, “i—fuck!”
“that feel good baby?” he coos, i just moan out as a response. “words.” he slows his thrust waiting for me to answer. “yes! god yes chris! feels— feels so good,” i whine, he chuckles. after a few more thrusts he pulls his fingers out, causing me to whine at the loss of contact. he pulls my head up, “open.” he groans, watching as i suck my juices off his fingers, “tastes good don’t it?” he smirks.
he pulls his pants and boxers down, his cock springing up and slapping his stomach. “ready baby?” he whispers, before i can even respond, he’s already thrusting in and out at a rapid pace, “look at yourself as i fuck you,” he groans. i look up and watch myself, “look at you, so pretty baby.” he smirks. “so. fucking. pretty, all for me right? just me?” he questions between thrusts. “yes! yes chris! all for you!”
“mine.” he growls, cumming into my tight hole. “FUCK!— yes chris!! ngh” i moan, cumming down his shaft.
“good job beautiful, so good t’me.” he moans.
he finds a rag in a draw beside me, wetting it a bit, using it to clean both of us up. he slides my panties up, as i fix my makeup. pulling his pants and boxers back up. “ready to go?” he asks, brushing my hair out of my face, “mmm, yeah” i smile, as he unlocks he the door and we walk out to find nick and matt.
“you two have fun?” nick taunts, laughing. my face going bright red. “yeah, yeah. whatever let’s go,” chris smirks, wrapping his arm around my waist as we leave the party.
when we get in the car, chris pulls me near him to take a photo for his snap story. he captions it “the idol.” then deletes it, re-captioning it “MY idol.”
“your idol?” i question, smirking. “my idol.” he smiles.
chris’ pov:
“my idol.” i smile down at her, pecking a kiss to her forehead. “all mine.”
A/N: please give me any tips if you think they’re necessary! 🙏🏼
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