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numbr-1fabfantasyfan · 6 months

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if he posts anything ab sa awareness or smt i will fukn riot HYPOCRITICAL ASS BITCH

#tw sa mention #tw s@#tw r4p3 #in the tags #bla #hello this is only to get the see more tags option so people dont have to see this bit bc im gna be talking about #some pretty heavy topics yeah #not for long tho i just need to rant for a min #basically he fukn asked my friend #who was crying their eyes out in front of him #if they “enjoyed it”#and if the person was “atleast attractive”#coupled with being friends with someone who he knew sa'ed someone else #whilst still trying to be friends with the victim...#his story changed so many times from “yeah im friends with them” to “im just exploiting them idk what for yet but i am”#spoiler he doesnt know because he literally just made that up #he said it was probably going to be for “academic purposes” but this person is not academically talented at all idk what he was on abt #so those two things hand in hand pretty much give me enough about his stance on this topic #which is why if he tries talking abt the stereotypical “always believe the victim ❤️” “control your men #❤️“ type shit i will actually go crazy

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allelitewrestlings · 18 days

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#mariah may #mina shirakawa #wrestlingedit #aewedit #aew #aew dynamite #tv: dynamite #ours: gifs #maker: s #*#dynamite: s06e15 #tw: flashing gif #aew x stardom

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where-does-the-heart-lie · 9 months

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Warning: Major major one piece spoilers of wano and egghead!!!!!

Tw: death & blood

The idea of luffy’s vivre card flash-banging sabo in that pitch black bilge is making me laugh so much

Bonuses:

Full pic of that last page👇

Here’s the full pic of this since it being a gif absolutely tanked the quality of the image.

#my art #one piece #asl brothers #sabo #monkey d. luffy #one piece fan art #sabo the revolutionary #luffy gear 5 #sun god nika (‘s vivre card)#egghead spoilers #op spoilers #wano spoilers #tw blo0d #tw blood #tw death #u know its a good piece of art when theres 6 tags warning you against looking at it #one piece bartolomeo

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butterflyana-x0x · 3 days

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𝐌𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨 𝐀𝐧𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬:

. 𝐟𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬.𝐜𝐨𝐦

. 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐨𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐚.𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐲.𝐜𝐨𝐦

. 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐚.𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐲.𝐜𝐨𝐦

. 𝐩𝐢𝐚𝐞𝐝.𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐲.𝐜𝐨𝐦

𝐈𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐝𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 ♥️

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wr0wn · 4 days

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push me

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thegroovyarchives · 6 months

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Assorted 70's Halloween Newspaper Typography (via: newspapers.com)

#Halloween #vintage Halloween #vintage typography #tw ghosts #tw bats #vintage design #mid-century #70's

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gal-o-guacamole · 6 days

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Life or Bath for Gabriel

#i loved the 7-S obviously #i wish there was the cleanup game option for every level #ultrakill #v1 ultrakill #gabriel ultrakill #ultrakill fanart #ultrakill shitpost #tw blood #guac art

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sapphickx · 2 months

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looks like it's valentines day in teufort again...

[close-ups under cut]

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lakrimasx · 4 months

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I’m a terrible person and everyone I love is suffering because of me

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hehearse · 3 months

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Creon. Why did you try to bury your brother? Antigone. I owed it to him.

Antigone, adapted by Lewis Galantiere from the play by Jean Anouilh

#s classes that i raised #sctir #the s classes that i raised #tsctir #han yoojin #han yoohyun #tw: death #tw: blood #my art #id in alt #happy birthday han yoojin ^^ (<- evil)

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onlyperioddramas · 3 months

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Bram Stoker`s Dracula (1992), director Francis Ford Coppola + red

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nickgoesinsane · 11 months

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Imagine Jessica (spiderwoman) calls up Hobie to tell him he's got a mission and he's like "Nah got eggs laid in me I can't" and ur laughing in the background because 1. Jess herself went to work pregnant and 2. they aren't even fertilized. He just wants an excuse to have your dick in him some more

-🍽️

“Sorry, Jess,” Hobie says unapologetically, and she gets a clear view of your head tucked into his neck. His grin falters with a grunt, and his eyelids flutter. “Got, mmm, some eggs inside me right now. Can’t go. Y’know how it is.”

“Hobie.” Jessica sounds tired, and you don’t have to look at her to know she’s giving Hobie a disapproving look. “Stop answering calls when you’re having sex.”

“Stop callin’ then.” Hobie slurs back, gasping and digging his nails into your back as another egg stretches him open. He forgets about the call and tightens his legs around your waist, his cock drooling against your stomach. “Oooh, fuck, yesyesyes—”

Jess rolls her eyes and hangs up.

#╰┈➤ nick answers !#dom reader #top reader #sub character #sub hobie brown #hobie brown x reader #symbiote reader #n/sfw #n/s/f/w #🍽️ anon !#tw oviposition

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thecollectibles · 3 months

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Art by S TG

#art #digital art #Illustration #painting #S TG #horror #tw body horror #demon

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doe-prince · 6 months

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Lately my dreams have been bloody

#chrome child #tw blood #i mean this in literal sense. or well #not dreams since i actually wake up and then see things #i sit up to stare at huge blood splatters all over the walls and the room #i wake up and look beside me where my s/o sleeps completely covered in blood and gore #not blood but last night i also was absolutely convinced there was a huge beetle skittering in my sheets #so i hurriedly took my blanket outside the room and stuffed it in the couch at 4am so the beetle wouldn't get out and get me #i'm still not completely sure if it was a dream or if there was a huge beetle #i hope there's no blood or bugs tonight

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d10nyx · 1 month

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over again

ft. leon kennedy x fem!reader

cw: 18+ content, dark content, heavy dub-con, forced ddlg, kidnapping, stockholm syndrome, fingering, p in v, creampie, mentions of past drugging, daddy kink, lots of pet names

a/n: took me forever n ever to write this ahhh sorry :/ hope you all enjoy it !! feedback always appreciated !! hopefully the writers block will finally perish.

word count: 1.6k words

14 weeks. 98 days. 2352 hours.

Leon leaves the house at 7.30 am every morning, except for Sundays. From Monday to Thursday, he's home around 6 pm. On Fridays, he isn't home until around 9 pm. Saturdays are the worst because he's home just after lunch.

Usually, when he comes home, he goes to the bedroom and unlocks the door to let you out. He threads his hand in your leash to take you upstairs, giving you a kiss on your forehead as he takes you to the kitchen to eat a meal. He gives you your food on a pink, plastic princess plate with plastic cutlery, and cuts the food into bite size pieces. More often than not, he hand feeds you.

You don't fight it. You'd learned your lesson. You refused food from him once. For 2 out of your 14 weeks locked up in his home, he'd underfed you to the point of starvation until you were begging him to feed you. He sat you in his lap, cooing all sweet as you chewed and swallowed every mouthful he'd given you. That day was the first day he slept with you.

It wasn't all bad. He was sweet. Gentle. If you closed your eyes, you could pretend he was a loving boyfriend. Someone who cared for you, not the creep who'd snatched you from the street after you had a few too many drinks at your friend's party, promising you a better life, safe from the world.

But he isn't sweet, or nice, or kind. He didn't do this for you, despite what his twisted brain tells him. You can pretend all you want that he's something other than what he is, but it doesn't change what he is. A monster.

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“Where's my little princess?” Leon's asking as soon as he walks into the house, kicking his shoes off and hanging his jacket up at the door. You recently got free reign of the home for being on your best behaviour. Didn't even have to keep the leash attached to your collar anymore. Lucky you.

“Here, daddy.” You say meekly, poking your head out of the living room to approach him, fiddling awkwardly with the edge of your shirt. Head down, so he doesn't have to see the defeated expression on your face as you force out the words, swallowing thickly to hold back your tears.

“You have a good day, sweetheart? You do any coloring in those cute little books I got you?” Leon's hands come up to your cheeks, gently stroking his thumbs back and forth across your cheekbones. You shake your head, gritting your teeth to stop yourself from saying something.

“No? Why not, baby? You don't like them? I got the one with lots of kitties. Pretty girls like you like cute things, don't they?” He coos, squishing your cheeks in his hands to make your lips all pouty so he can lean down and give them a little kiss, letting out a loud ‘mwah’ as soon as his lips make contact.

“You eat at least? I left some food in a lunchbox for you.” You shake your head again, and this time it seems to elicit a worse reaction. His brows furrow, and his hand grips your face even tighter. “No? Silly baby… can't do anything without daddy, can you? Come on. Daddy'll feed you, cutie.”

He heats up some food for you and puts it on a plate. The pink, plastic princess plate. He sits you on his lap and feeds it to you from a fork. Pink, plastic fork. The routine is the same, no matter how much you wish for it to change. When you finish eating, he presses a tender kiss to your head and rocks you in his arms.

“Such a good girl. Good girls get rewarded, princess.” He murmurs, pressing soft kisses against the skin of your neck, trailing them up until he's nosing at the hair behind your ear. His hand slides up your thigh and under your skirt, his thumb swiping your swollen bud through the already damp fabric. It didn't matter if you didn't want it. Your body didn't seem to understand what was happening - all it knew was Leon made you feel good. You hated how compliant you got when he touched you, how any thoughts of defiance melted away.

You go limp when he touches you. Docile. You let him do what he wants to you, just like a good girl should. Back-talking daddy is a big no-no. He wrote that in big writing on the rule list that's pinned to the fridge. Escape didn't use to seem impossible, yet now the thought never even crossed your mind. You'd tried, but he kept a tight lock on you. You wouldn't be surprised to find out one of the many injections he gave you when you were unruly had a tracker in. He always seemed to know exactly where you were.

You whimper as he dips his hand under the waistband of your panties. He parts your puffy lips with practiced ease as he continues on with the next part of his routine. 98 days later and he's mapped every inch of your body perfectly - found out everything that has you keening under his touch. Your hips buck as he runs his fingertip between your folds, gathering slick before rubbing small circles into your clit.

“Poor, dumb baby. She's soaking me already. You couldn't make yourself feel good when daddy was gone, huh, sweetheart?” His words are followed up by a finger burying itself in your tight heat, curling to find that gummy spot that has you clenching around him and bucking your hips. “Pretty princess cunt's been drooling for me all day.”

A choked sob leaves you when he pulls his cock out and sits you on top of it. He pulls you down until he's buried to the hilt, groaning as you tighten around his length. He buries his face into the crook of your neck, peppering it with tiny little kisses. You can't help but cry whenever Leon fucks you. 98 days later and you still sob whenever he bullies your cervix with his dick. No matter how many times he makes you cum or makes you go dumb on his cock, it doesn't change anything. He took everything from you - your family, your friends, your job.

You hated yourself more than Leon. For letting him break your walls down. For clinging to him as he tightens his grip on your waist, manhandling you on his cock, lifting you up and down. For finding yourself missing him when he's at work.

“Love…love you, daddy…” Your words come out more like a cry, nose all runny and cheeks wet with tears as he fucks up into you, his head shifting to hang back in pleasure. His fingers dig into your waist as he hears the words, a breathy laugh leaving him as he smiles - all toothy and bright like it always is when you say that.

“Love you even more, princess.” He grunts out, leaning back on the seat to force himself deeper into your pussy, guiding your hips back and forth so you're grinding his cock inside of you, rubbing your pretty clit against his happy trail. You gasp at the sensation, your hands gripping into his shoulders as your brows furrow in pleasure.

“Daddy… daddy…” You gasp out as your orgasm hits, your lips parting as you gush all over him. The look on your face as you cum is enough to have his balls tighten, his teeth gritting as he starts to shallowly thrust into you once more, chasing his own release. You always cry when you cum, and Leon always kisses the tears away when you do, his lips pressing against the wetness on your cheeks repeatedly. Another part of the ritual, another moment repeating day after day.

“Want daddy to fill you up, sweet girl?” He grunts, nipping at your neck as he wraps his arms tight around your waist in a bear hug, holding you steady as he fucks up into your drippy cunt. “Gonna warm you up right in that cute lil’ tummy.”

His hips stutter as his orgasm hits him, his jaw going slack as he presses the tip of his cock right up against your cervix, filling you to the brim with his sticky cum. He slides a hand under your shirt, his thumb rubbing gentle circles into the skin of your tummy.

“That's it. Keep it all in, okay? Daddy doesn't want to see his little angel spill a single drop.” He says softly, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips. He holds you there for a couple of minutes, cradling you against his chest until it's time to go to sleep.

Before bed that night, Leon ushers you into the bathroom. Like every night before this one, he gently grips your jaw with one hand as he stands behind you, his other hand gripping your pink princess toothbrush as he brushes your teeth, his eyes locked onto you through the mirror. At bedtime, he tucks you in and curls up behind you, spooning you with one hand on one of your tits, and the other wrapped tightly around your waist.

Tomorrow is a Friday. He wakes you up at 6.30 am with a kiss to your head as always, a warm cup of milk in one hand and your breakfast in the other. He feeds you off of a pink, plastic princess plate and presses a kiss to your lips before leaving at 7.30 am on the dot.

#leon s kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy smut #leon kennedy smut #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy x you #leon s kennedy x you #resident evil x you #resident evil x reader #resident evil smut #tw dark content

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wr0wn · 1 month

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Mercy, are you still with me?

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