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snowe-zolynn-rogers · 4 months

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Sun: *screaming*

Moon: There’s the weekly breakdown.

Solar: Can I still have my own breakdown?

Moon: …

Moon: …Yes.

#sun and moon show #sams #five nights at freddy's #fnaf #fnaf sun #fnaf moon #fnaf solar #fnaf good eclipse #incorrect sun and moon show quotes #incorrect sams quotes #incorrect fnaf quotes #incorrect quotes #source: my brain #aka my missing 4pm post #from september 10th #tw screaming mention #tw mental breakdown mention

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ask-the-celestial-family · 10 months

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Creator: How are you three feeling?

Kill Code: *screaming*

Moon: *screaming*

Lunar: *screaming*

Creator: Ah, good. Wonderful!

#kill lunar au #fnaf creator #kill code moon #fnaf moon #fnaf lunar #incorrect kl au quote #incorrect quotes #source: my brain #not canon but funny #tw screaming mention

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stahp-right-there-peasant · 2 years

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MePhone4: MePad, if anyone asks for me, I've gone outside to scream into the night.

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sandysapphireserious · 7 months

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my brain can't differentiate between screams of delight and screams of fear

#sensory issues #autism #(idk what it is but i'm guessing it's at least one of these)#(not a trauma thing though)#tw screaming mention

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a-little-unsteddie · 5 months

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stuck in your throat || a/b/o

hi so today is @lexirosewrites’s birthday today and like,, idk three or so weeks ago she followed me (hi lexi <3 happy birthday <3 hope today has been fun <3) and to celebrate both of those things i started writing an omegaverse fic, and i wanted it done by today but it is grew a mind of its’ own and now it’s much bigger than i thought it’d be so instead of the full fic, have a snippet <3

again, happy birthday lexi <3

“Hello?” Steve answered, having learned to not open the call with who was answering without knowing who was calling from one too many scam calls

“Is this Steve Harrington?” A soft feminine voice asked, taking Steve by surprise.

“May I ask who’s calling?” Steve asked, not willing to concede his identity until he knew it wasn’t someone looking to sell him ‘Alpha Pills’ or something just as ridiculous.

“Of course! My name is Chrissy Cunningham, you sent in an application for being a full time nanny and tutor?” She responded with a cheerful voice. “I can’t <i>really</i> go much more in depth without an NDA being signed.”

Recognition zapped through Steve’s body and he sat up in his seat. “Oh! Yes, I’m Steve. Um. I’d be happy to sign an NDA, just may I ask why?”

“Yes, you may! My client is a big fan of privacy and only agreed to hire someone if they were under an NDA for the protection of their pup.” aaand all of Steve’s anxiety surrounding the NDA pretty much melted away. Sure, maybe it was a bit much to do, and sure, now he was dying with curiosity to know just <i>who</i> he had ended up applying to, but the knowledge that the NDA was for the protection of the pup soothed any anxiety Steve had originally felt about signing an NDA. In fact, it kind of made his omega perk up. He shook off the feeling, focusing on Chrissy.

“That’s actually really relieving to hear,” Steve said with a laugh. “When or where can I sign the NDA?” he questioned, wondering when Robin would be home so he could tell her.

“Well, first, you and I will do a preliminary interview, just like any other job interview. Then, if all goes well, I’ll send you an email containing the NDA for you to review and sign,” Chrissy explained clearly and cheerfully. “After you sign the NDA, my client will perform an in-person interview and then we’ll go from there.”

“That all seems pretty straight forward so far,” Steve replied, standing from where he had been lounging on the couch. He walked to the kitchen, where he and Robin had put up a magnetic whiteboard calendar to fill with each of their schedules and plans. He grabbed the blue marker, his color, and prepared to jot down when they’d have the interview.

“Perfect! Happy to hear it,” Chrissy said with an audible smile.

“When will the interview with you be?” Steve asked, biting his lip as he stared at the calendar, which had sparsely been marked with his blue marker, even since starting this job hunt. Robin’s plans were in red, and was much more abundant due to having three part time jobs.

“Well, as soon as possible, really. If you’re available now, we could take care of it right away.” the woman responded, sounding like she was walking into another room.

“Oh!” Steve exclaimed, recapping the marker and returning it to the pen holder. “Yes, of course. I’m available now.”

“Perfect!” Chrissy’s voice sounded from Steve’s phone as the omega walked back to the living room and sat on the couch. “So, starting off pretty easy here, what made you apply for this position?”

Steve thought back and grimaced at the reminder that it was Robin who had submitted his application to this particular job. He wasn’t about to admit that, though, and quickly found a more appropriate response.

“Well, I love taking care of pups, and I just got my teacher’s license a month ago,” Steve explained, which wasn’t a lie, so he figured it was probably as good of an answer as any. “I also saw that this job traveled, and my best friend thought that it’d be good for me.”

“Yes, that was going to be part of this conversation, too. So, you’re obviously alright with the traveling, then?” Chrissy asked and Steve heard what he thought could be pen scratching as she wrote notes. He swallowed thickly, suddenly anxious about what she was writing. He decided to ignore his anxiety, even as his scent soured around him with it.

“Oh, yes, traveling is more than okay,” Steve agreed immediately, “but it’s more important to me that I’ll be taking care of a pup, if I’m honest.”

This statement seemed to pique Chrissy’s attention, as the writing stopped for a moment. “Why is that?” she eventually asked.

Steve winced, wondering if he should be up front about it or not. If Robin were here, she would insist that he was honest. He decided on a half-truth.

“I’ve always wanted pups, and a lot of them,” Steve admitted, fidgeting with a loose piece of thread on the couch. He switched which arm was holding the phone, as he had started to get a little sore from holding it up for so long. “But I don’t have a partner, so I can’t really have my own right now. I discovered through babysitting for one of my neighbors that I have a knack for taking care of pups.”

The scratching noise was back as Chrissy listened to his responses. Steve was nervous he wasn’t doing well, but figured that it wasn’t going bad if she wasn’t suddenly calling the interview short.

“Your resume says that you’re good in high stress situations,” Chrissy said after a couple seconds of silence as she wrote down whatever notes she was taking. Steve briefly wondered if he should be doing the same thing. “I’m going to give you an example scenario, and you’re going to tell me how you’d respond.”

“Sounds simple enough,” Steve agreed, trying not to let his voice betray how anxious he was.

“For the sake of simplicity, we’ll say the pup’s name is Rosie,” she informed him before she continued to describe the scenario. “You’re taking Rosie to the park, when suddenly there is a crowd of people surrounding you and you lose sight of her. What do you do?”

Steve thought the scenario was odd, but not ‘out there’ enough to alarm him. He thought about his answer for a moment before replying.

“I would try to follow her scent, first, because that will usually lead me to any pup I’ve babysat. If that doesn’t work, I will call out for her. If the situation is bad enough, I would contact the authorities, and either you or Rosie’s father.” he paused for a second before continuing, trying to make sure he covered all of his bases. “But honestly? If Rosie is small enough, I would have rather carried her once I saw the crowd, or hold her hand, for the reason of lowering my chances of separation.”

Silence that’s only broken up by the scratching of pen against paper followed, and Steve was suddenly anxious that he answered incorrectly. He answered what he would do if it were his own pup, but what if that wasn’t right? What if he wasn’t cut out for this job?

“Alright, next scenario,” Chrissy said, moving swiftly onto the next one without commenting on his answer; Steve didn’t know if he preferred her not acknowledging it or if he would prefer to be told his answer was shitty up front. The next few scenarios were just as oddly specific, but Steve answered them exactly as he did the first one. He tried to not overthink his answers too much because between each one there would be a stretch of time that Chrissy used to presumably write his answers down.

“One last question and then we should be good to move forward.” Chrissy said a good twenty minutes of questions later. “When would you be available to start working?”

Steve’s eyebrows raised, surprised that he was seemingly, maybe being offered the job. “Um—immediately. I would need time to pack, but other than that, I’m free.”

“Wonderful,” Chrissy said cheerfully. “Alright, now it’s your turn. Do you have any questions for me?”

Steve hummed, trying to go through his usual list of questions he asked during interviews that hadn't already been answered and came up empty. “Not at the moment, but I’ll make sure to write any I think of down, if I do.”

“Perfect! So, I will consult with my client, and I have a few other applicants that are interested, but so far, you are my top pick, but I don’t make the decisions,” Chrissy laughed, as if Steve was in on the joke. He laughed with her, not knowing what else he should have done. So, maybe not a job offer, but it sounded promising anyway. “I will be in contact in a few days, three at most.”

“Sounds good, thank you so much for considering me, Chrissy,” he responded with a smile, hoping to leave one last good impression.

#whdbehsh i literally screamed when you followed me lexi #and then showed it to everyone i’m friends with in steddie #and was like ‘well now i GOTTA write an omegaverse fic’#snd they were like ‘well you don’t gotta’#and i was like ‘no i do. and i will.’#and then i did 😌#steve harrington #chrissy cunningham #eventually eddie munson #steddie #steve x eddie #pre steddie #tw a/b/o #tw omegaverse #oh heck also #mentions robin buckley #stuck in your throat #unsteddie writing

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ang3lik · 1 year

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!Scream IV Spoilers!

Smut with Ethan Landry after he gets back from a kill🙈

𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: ethan landry x fem!reader 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: vaginal sex, slight nipple play, biting, oral ( m x f ), spanking, begging, slight degradation and mentions of murder and violence. 𝐰/𝐜: 1.1k 𝐚/𝐧: i wrote this in like two hours, so sorry if it sounds rushed. if there’s any warnings i’ve missed or any errors, let me know, hope you enjoy !

as ethan walked back to his dorm, he couldn’t help the stir inside of him. the stir of revenge being fulfilled. he had succeeded in killing anika. he knew that would torture mindy most, but it’d scare the group as one by one he’d kill them. he still felt a little on edge however, all the adrenaline pumping inside him after his second kill.

it put his mind at ease that he knew you were waiting for him in his dorm, thinking he was just returning home from econ. as he got to his dorm door he double checked his hands, checking his clothes and pulling out his phone to check his face to make sure he was clear of blood.

he made sure his phone was on so not disturb to so no one would interrupt you both with the need of anika’s murder. he unlocked the door, walking in and closing it behind him, looking around the living room as he called your name out. you called back from his bedroom, laying on his bed as he walked in, dropping his bag to the floor, the ghostface costume and knife still stained with blood inside, making it think from the weight of it.

he flopped straight on top of you, face immediately in your neck, kissing your soft skin as you squirmed and giggled beneath him. your right hand ran through his curls your other wrapping around his large shoulders, holding him closer to you.

“what’s gotten into you?” you laughed out, his curls tickling under your jaw as he nibbled at your skin a little, the sharp pinch of his teeth, making your body heat up.

“stupid, fucking econ.” he breathed out, his cold hands, pushing up your tank top from your hips as he gripped them. “oh, you forgot your notes.” he paused. looking over to his desk, where his notes lay over the table, forgetting to hide them away before he left, as if he’d taken them with him.

he gulped, feigning annoyance before turning to you again.

“yeah, i know.” he answered. you took note of his heavy breathing, the fast inhales of air, audibly breathing out of his nose as his eyes darkened. he seemed angry, and there was only one thing that could calm him down. you. you took initiative, leaning upwards, capturing his lips between yours as he moaned loudly in content.

the kiss grew hot fast as he rushed to get you both naked as fast as possible. your tank top was tugged up, your tits bouncing before his eyes as he looked at you, hungry. his lips attached to your nipple, sucking on it gently as you sighed out in pleasure.

his thumb twisted the other, flicking it between his fingers. your cunt grew wetter as a jolt of excitement ran down your spine, squealing lightly as ethan let his teeth graze your nipple, sucking it lightly to ease the pain. he looked up at you through his curls, pulling away from the peak, smirking, a thin trail of spit connecting from the bud to his lower lip, breaking as moved down your stomach.

he stood up at the end of his bed, pulling of his shirt, his eyes watching you as he unclasped his belt, undid his jeans and pushed them off. you watched his thick cock, throb in his boxers before he pushed them off too, wasting no time to pounce on top of you.

he pushed your thighs apart, kneeling between as he pulled of your shorts by the waistband. he watched as your hole clenched around nothing, waiting for his thick, wet tongue as he leaned down sucking your clit into his mouth. you sobbed out in delight as his tongue flicked your nub, the sounds of his tongue licking up and down your slit, shaking his head slightly, as he ate you out messily, reaching your ears.

your thighs clamped around his head, as you leaked out into his tongue. squirming upwards on the bed, his hands pushed your thighs over his shoulders, his arms wrapping around them as he pulled you down, closer onto his younger as he pushed his tongue deep inside you.

curling it inside you, he let his teeth graze your clit, that warm feeling of your orgasm creeping up on you setting inside your stomach. the noises of him slurping your juices into his mouth, sent you over the edge, cumming all over his tongue and clenching around the muscle as your back arched up off the bed.

you yelled as he pushed your thighs of his shoulders, twisting your body to lay you on your stomach as he pulled you hips up, level with his. overstimulated, from your orgasm only seconds ago, your body shook as he pushed the top of his cock, slapping it on your clit as he teased your hole, pushing in and stretching you out before leaving again.

you squeezed your eyes closed as he pushed in, ethan letting out a loud groan as he looked down, watching his cock disappear inside of you as he pulled back, repeating his movements. you made whiny, meek noises at his slow movements, pushing your hips back, urging him to drive deeper.

a harsh slap to your left ass cheek has you crying out in ecstasy as he finally started to thrust faster. the erotic sounds of his hips slamming into yours, loud. you moaned loudly, your body buzzing with thrill as you felt the need to cum again. begs and whines of ‘please’ and ‘ethan’ left your mouth in desperation, as his hand came down on the opposite cheek, spanking you again.

he dropped down, leaning over your shoulder, as he rutted into you, his tip prodding your g-spot as he grunted into your ears.

“beg for me baby, like the little slut you are, tell me what you want?” he uttered. tears lined your eyes, as you tried to hold your orgasm off. “i want to cum!” you called out as you squeezed around his length. he could feel his sack tighten, as it slapped against your sticky clit, feeling the need to cum himself.

“cum.” he demanded. “cum for me.” you screamed in pleasure, deep, intense, thrusts carrying you through your orgasm as his cock twitched inside of you. warm, white cum, spewed from his tip as he whimpered. his body dropped down, the small bed leaving his arm laying across your back, your body tired but feeling heavenly.

neither of you said a thing, laying in a peaceful silence, until your phone rang, both your heads shooting up as ethan picked it up from his bedside table, chad was calling.

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭: @astarborntowrite @liyahsocorro @anonoussy @gr4veyardg1rl

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daisy-mooon · 1 year

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Divorce quartets dynamic is fucking funny this season. Scott and Martyn decided to move in with each other and steal Cleo's brand of being Mean Girls. Pearl passive aggressively asking Martyn if he has Tilly and Martyn going "oh yeah I cremated her :)" and throwing gunpowder on the floor. Martyn telling BigB not to trust Pearl because if "the moon is high, you might die". Cleo gaslighting Pearl into being her ally and then when Cleo asks for books Pearl straight up lies and starts punching BigB so he won't tell her. Cleo and Martyn having the world's most awkward conversation and Cleo going "you and Scott are... sort of survivery". Pearl standing on a tree and staring at Scott instead of walking up to him like a normal person. Scott spending an entire episode making his and Martyn's house look cute and designing their shared storage system to only suit him and leaving Martyn to cope. Cleo doing their very best to ignore them all and juggling Scar and Bdubs forcing her to adopt them, allying with the entire server and the Bad Boys turning their base into bread and killing them whilst Pearl is like thirty blocks away and blatantly not helping. Most divorced polycule EVER. I am studying their relationship under a microscope.

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one-time-i-dreamt · 5 months

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I was waking up and everything was normal until I went to brush my teeth after I ate breakfast and my mouth was missing. It wasn’t missing before breakfast.

I ran out to see my mouth on the floor being eaten by my cats. It wasn’t just my lips, like the whole mouth, tongue, lips, teeth, everything

I screamed in fear and my mouth returned and then I continued my day as normal returning to brush my teeth.

#dream #text #teeth #teeth mention #body horror #body horror tw #breakfast #food #eating #horror #nightmare #cat #cats #screaming #queueueueueueueueueueueueueue

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xitsensunmoon · 5 months

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I'm really grateful for all of your support. Really.

The possibility of being misunderstood and harassed even more by my own followers was something that I've considered happening, as it has happened before. But I'm glad I was wrong. I feel much more confident and safe knowing that there's no judgement for me trying to protect myself.

Thank you all<3

#xit shh #tw harassment mention #the anxiety i felt before posting previous post was. terrible. to say the least #i hate bringing up something that bothers me but it was making me more and more upset #with every ask calling me names #the desire to answer and just scream on top of my lungs was just corroding #especially not knowing how you all will react to it. with no guarantee that my frustration will be supported not judged #now i know #<3

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shikai-the-storyteller · 2 months

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Man.... I can't stop thinking about Pac and the Risus Pill arc

Pac saying he took the pills because he didn't have any other choice, he was so hopeless he wants to take them until he doesn't remember anything

Pac saying "At least I’m not crying in some random corner in the Island expecting my friends to come save me, and nobody comes save me"

And then the thing he said immediately before that: "I lost my friend, I lost my friend’s friend, I lost my Egg, I lost my child, I lost everything, I'm– I was completely hopeless– so yeah, maybe I wanna be drugged and live my miserable but happy life. At least I’m not in that saddest place anymore."

The blood at Chume Labs

The three graves at Chume Labs

The message he wrote to Cellbit asking Cellbit to kill him if things got too bad, then changing it and saying "lock me up" instead.

The conversation with Fit, Fit pleading with him, and Pac saying "I don’t want to go back to that bad and sad place."

Pac, despite his grief and depression, finding an antidote and saving himself (with the help of his friends)

Literally everything from the Risus Pill arc makes me so heartbroken

#i talk #qsmp talk #the crazy thing is is I still haven't seen the stream where they give Pac the antidote #I was busy that day and rushed home trying to catch the tail-end of the stream #and made the mistake of leaving Twitch open on my phone on the counter as I hopped in the shower #and then mid-shampoo I just heard a SCREAM from my phone and I was like ''UH OH''#didn't get a noise complaint but it scared the hell out of me #I never did find that clip of him and Cellbit talking after everything went down and he was cured #but I remember the quotes from it #aghhhh #suicide mention #sorta implied #ask to tag #I'm briefly touching upon the Risus arc in my fic but I really want to dig more into the arc #I know it'll just make me sad though #tw drugs #drug mention #addiction

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slasher-dasher · 6 months

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Halllooooo

Of you are comfortable can you write headcanons for

Brahms, Billy, Stu, Bubba, OG!Micheal myers, and Jason Voorhees reaction to seeing their s/o with fresh or old SH marks/Scars?

Comfort headcanons with them would be *mwah!* cheifs kiss

(Anon I'm so sorry this took so long, I hope you enjoy!!)

Slashers Reactions to Seeing S/O's Scars

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Brahms:

Hard to hide them (if you are) since his eyes are constantly on you. If you're not, he stares at them before asking questions, (He's very blunt, the only scars he knows about are burn scars for... obvious reasons-)

Speaking of, since he has his burn scars, so he knows how to care for yours, and he is so so careful about cleaning and wrapping them. The last thing you need is a worried Brahms and an infection

Rubs them sometimes, usually when you're asleep or if you two are cuddling. It's always absentmindedly, and once he realizes he's doing it, he stops and hugs you

He wears his mask less around you, generally because he trusts you and partially because he knows you won't push him away. The support goes both ways in this house!!

Wraps you in his cardigan for comfort, especially if he sees fresh marks

Very very mindful about where he clings to you, he doesn't want to hurt you

Billy Loomis:

It takes him a bit to process, but once he does he's looking up as much as possible, but ends up getting frustrated at all the information and just asks what he can do to support you

His biggest tactic on a bad day is distraction, usually by asking to take a walk or watching a movie. If that doesn't work, he gets you a cold water and sits with you. He's much more of a listener than a talker

Will punch anyone who upsets you because of them (and in general). Don't expect to see that person again

If he sees fresh marks, he won't comment on them but he will look at them every once in a while to make sure they're healing properly

Overdramatic kisses, like he's saying "mmmwah" on every scar to make you giggle. He's trying to make sure you feel safe and comfortable around him by knowing he'll never judge you

Stu Macher:

Harm-reduction master. He knows all the techniques and figures out what works best for you

Also helps you figure out any triggers you may have and how to navigate them when he is and isn't home! He wants to make sure you'll be safe either way

Wraps you in a blanket and comforts you on a bad day. Makes you tea, gets your favorite snacks, sets up the TV for your favorite movies/shows, and plays with your hair on the couch all while showering you in support

Tries his best not to look worried but is internally screaming whenever you're hurt, he's a very emotional guy when it comes to you

He trusts you though, and does his best to make sure you know he's always available if you need him

Bubba:

Texas heat means he likely sees them from day one. At first he thinks they were caused by others, but if/when he sees fresh marks he puts the pieces together

He doesn't want you to have a heatstroke while working, but he also wants to make sure you're comfortable, so he'll send his brothers away and stay close to you around the farm

He does technically know how to clean and dress wounds, but he does get a bit panicked because it's you he's helping, not just one of his brothers who got unlucky while chasing a tourist

Makes sure his brothers don't joke about them or use them against you. Drayton made a comment once and he lost his mind.

Happily and regularly checks up on you, he sees it as part of his routine to ask you how you are just in case you need him but don't know how to approach him

OG!Michael Myers:

He's indifferent about them for the most part

On one hand, he's lived around people who had scars practically his whole life, so he's used to seeing them in general. On the other, he wasn't used to seeing them on you, and he took a little longer than usual to process the first time he saw them

Has many of his own, and isn't shy about showing you them if it would help you feel more comfortable around him.

Knows how to tend to his own wounds, so he doesn't mind tending to yours

Support headpats. They're his "I love you/I'm here for you"

Sticks around you more than usual for a while, just to make sure you're alright, you might even get a hug if he's feeling brave. He'll even get in bed and cuddle if you've had a really bad day

Will kill anyone who comments on them in any way that makes you upset.

Jason Voorhees:

Doesn't quite understand them, which makes him very curious.

Always taps your shoulder to get your attention if he wants to see them, and nods and kisses your forehead if you say no

He truly does mean well though, he wants to know how to help you if you're in distress (and in general)

Makes sure to bring you a gift every day! Most of the time it's flowers he found around camp, but he will settle for a nice leaf as well

Tells you you're beautiful/handsome all the time (through sign and body language too). He did this before knowing too, but the guy loves giving you words of affirmation, even if he can't speak them

Kisses them often, his mom always used to do that when he got hurt, and it helped him, so he figures it'll help you a little bit too

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snowe-zolynn-rogers · 9 months

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Lunar: *staring at New Moon working from under his bed*

Lunar: *wiggled and gets ready to tackle him*

Lunar: *pounces on New Moon*

New Moon: *terrified high-pitched screaming*

#five nights at freddy's #fnaf #sun and moon show #sams #fnaf lunar #fnaf new moon #incorrect sun and moon show quotes #incorrect sams quotes #incorrect fnaf quotes #incorrect quotes #source: my brain #aka my missing midnight post #tw screaming mention

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ask-the-celestial-family · 1 year

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Is Lunar still in his 'hate Eclipse' phase even though he's 'dead' for real now?

(He's realizing he didn't hate him at all, he's mourning alone. Right now he's probably giving Moon a slight headache screaming out his pain into their unconscious.)

#kill lunar au #fnaf lunar #fnaf eclipse #fnaf moon #op answers #tw grieving mention #tw screaming mention

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lunar-years · 1 month

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Ted Lasso writers writing michelle into a relationship where she is being actively manipulated and preyed upon by the man who urged her to distance herself/consider divorce whilst acting as her MARRIAGE COUNSELOR + writing Jamie an additional layer of childhood sexual trauma to go along with all of his many other traumas only to lean into the 'forgive your abusers!' angle literally 5 episodes later + writing Keeley's adult teacher preying on her and spreading her topless photos around then immediately playing it off as a joke... twisted trinity of dumping traumas onto their characters that they don't ever plan on engaging with in an extended or meaningful way :)

#ted lasso #i want to scream every time i think about this. actually.#tw abuse #tw sa mention

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daisyjohnsn · 1 year

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I'm sorry about your daughter, Joel, but I have lost people too.

You have no idea what loss is.

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frownyalfred · 4 months

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if jason thinks bruce (and lex) are bad NOW, imagine if/when he gets pregnant with his own pups. they literally won't let him go anywhere, and he can't even Punch People about it to cope!!!

Jason could be in his thirties with six pups and Bruce would still sit on him in the nest. I feel like he and Lex would visit Jason's hypothetical future nest (with an alpha in it LOL) mid heat/rut just to "check" on Jason (AKA, threaten said alpha while he's knotted and vulnerable) and also to chat because sex in the nest in front of other people doesn't bother them as much as it does Jason.

Jason mid-knot: what the FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?

Bruce, frowning: don't take that tone with me

Lex: yeah, don't talk to your carrier like that

random alpha: h-hi mr wayne

Bruce, sitting down right in the middle of the nest and leaning back: hi David. how's it going?

Lex: looks like it's going pretty well, huh?

Jason: David, get up. I need to murder Bruce.

#incoherent screaming lol #jason doesn't actually mind he's just shy #and bruce has no concept of boundaries thanks to lex #theresurrectionist #myfic #a sky of honey #a/b/o mention #a/b/o tw #asks #anon #jason todd #hypothetical sequels lol #mpreg mention #mpreg tw

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