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lip ring sae save me

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{Fanart} Finding You (Until Dawn)

Hah, was this based on a sound on TikTok? Yes lmao

I just like those stories with Chris going back into the mines after finding out that Josh wasn't found after being taken, soo here's my interpretation of him finding his best friend, but as a monster he now fears

Characters: Chris Hartley (blonde male) and Josh Washington (brown haired male)

Art belongs to Me

Characters belong to Supermassive Games

Programs: Paint Tool SAI 1 & 2

Tablet: Huion GT-190

like and reblog if you want more anime icons <3

Reblog to let your followers know you are a safe person to come out to.

Petitions that still need signatures:

Justice for George Floyd

Justice for Breonna Taylor

Justice For Joāo Pedro

Justice For Emerald Black

Justice For Tony McDade

Justice for Belly Mujinga

Exoneration of Albert Wilson

Justice for Amiya Braxton

Justice for Tete

Justice for Jennifer Jeffley

Justice For Darrius Stewart

Justice for Crystal Mason

Justice for Sean Reed

Justice for Tamir Rice

Justice for Sean

Justice for Dion Johnson

Free Siyanda

Justice For Alejandro Vargas Martinez

Willie Simmons has served 38 years for a $9 robbery

Reopen Kendrick Johnson’s Case

Justice for Cameron Green

Justice for Young Uwa

Justice For Amari Boone

Justice for Rashad Cunningham

Julius Jones is innocent. Don’t let him be executed by the state of Oklahoma

Disbarment of George E. Barnhill

Free Jefferson Elie

Justice for Dafonte Miller

Justice for Andile Mchunu

Justice for Tazne Van Wyk

Reopen Sandra Bland’s case

Fire Racist Criminal Michael J Reynolds from the NYPD

Justice for Ahmaud Arbery- Pass Georgia Hate Crime Bill

Justice For Regis Korchinski-Paquet

Justice for Angelesea Rock

Free Anthony Wint

Justice for James Scurlock

Reopen the case involving the death of Tamla Horsford

Fire Jared Campbell

Justice for Ashton Dickson

Justice for Collins Khosa

Justice For Mubarak Soulemane

Justice for Sherrie Walker

Justice for Jonas Joseph

Justice for Elijah McClain

Pardon Black Woman Imprisoned for Voting

Arrest Juan DelaCruz for the murder of Pamela Turner

National Action Against Police Brutality

Dismiss the charges on Marshae Jones and charge the one who shot her and her unborn baby

Ban the use of inhumane rubber bullets

you have been visited by the seven magic dragon balls your biggest wish will be granted but only if you reblog

I made some Sero headers because I love my son so much

Reblog if you use, please!

The sign of high quality is the fact the book was banned by the government. Trash literature NEVER EVER had any troubles with the law.

My Hero Academia characters as “Whose Line Is It Anyway?” prompts

Kaminari

Midoriya

Todoroki

Bakugou

Ashido

Kirishima

Shinsou

Iida

The League of Villains

Mr. Aizawa

Not sure if this has already been done or not, but I mean...you know I had to 👀

*making grabby hands* more??? MORE??? 🥺🥺🥺

Title: Snake Boy! 🐍

Summary: short story for Naga! Izuku that I might continue ;)

Warnings: obsession, kidnapping, sexual themes/tension?

The woods looked long. And even longer and more complicated at night.

(Y/N) was at her wits end of paranoia. She had seen a ton of horror movies and stories about the woods being dangerous at night, or some killer hunts them down. Whatever situation, she still felt jumpy.

Oh, how she regretted going into the woods at this hour. (Y/N) went to a summer camp with a couple friends, when she had just ventured off to take a breath of fresh air when she stumbled curiously across the forest. But what dragged her in the most was the cry she heard from the bushes.

Her heart thrummed with excitement, splitting her in half because any logical part of her brain was telling her that she shouldn’t investigate. Like every stereotypical white chick in a horror movie.

But yet she did. An unknown force called curiosity and worry for the person overwhelmed her, so how could she not? At least she would die for a good cause, she reasoned. But her brain called bullshit.

She had been wandering for a while when the person cried out again, this time softer but more pained.

“Hello?” She called out. It sounded nearby. Her heart would go into cardiac arrest soon if her impending doom anxiety didn’t stop.

A whimper was heard from behind a bramble of bushes, which she rushed to. Struggling to get the stubborn plants out of the way of her vision, she realized that what she had been hearing wasn’t human at all.

Well, kind of. In a way. It was a creature with the upper body of a teenage male with curly, green hair and emerald eyes, with the lower body of a snake. And no garter/garden snake either. A naga. A real life naga, with a huge gash in his abdomen. He looked about to pass out, blood smeared into his hair and fingers by someone- or more, something else.

Concerned hazed over the shock, so naturally, the (h/c) girl tried coaxing him awake. “Oh my gosh... you need some help.” She held his head in her lap now. Gentle, silky, voice with soft touched against her plump thighs, she looked like an angel towards the hazy Izuku. “P-Please, stay awake for me. I’m going to try and help you.”

She remembered that in the bag she took with her had medical supplies in it for emergencies. It had patches, scissors, bandages, stilts, medicine, all kinds of bandaids, gauze, etc.

So she got to work in fixing the male up. “You should be fine now.” She gave her water bottle and some ibuprofen to the snake boy.

He shook his tail happily, a small smile on his face. He begrudgedly sat up from her warm lap. “You’re really fascinating, and so pretty...” She whispered out, flustering the naga. He put his hands over his face. She was continually surprised by how he understood her.

“I have to go soon,” the girl said to him. His eyebrows furrowed. His face scrunched up with sadness. And then he whimpered. It was quite weird to say that it was even an adorable sight to witness.

“Can you speak?” She asked.

He nodded, gurgling out a reply obviously not in English or human.

“Definitely not an English major, I see. Do you have a name?”

He hissed something that suspiciously sounded like a “ku” at the end.

“Izuku?” (Y/N) asked. His face went pink as he nodded. He seemed flustered at the use of his name. The girl smiled. “I love it! It fits you.” He was so cute. “I’m (Y/N).”

It gurgley mimicked her name and she smiled brightly. “Yes, like that.”

“Before I go, can I give you a hug?”

Izuku tilted his head in confusion as if to say “what’s that?”.

(Y/N) gestured with her arms. “Y’know... a hug? You’re telling me you’ve never had one before?”

Another shake of his head, as the female gaped. “Let me show you, then you do it back to me.”

(Y/N) inched closer to his sitting form, his curious emerald eyes gazing at her in bewilderment. She was kind of straddling him as she struggled to find a good hugging position.

Then, the girl wrapped her arms around his body and brought him to her, intimately pressed up against her body, (Y/N) regretting not wearing a bra. Her breasts softly pressed up against his muscular chest, nipples hardening at the coldness of his body.

He suddenly became really warm. A groan slipped out from his sharp toothed mouth.

Izuku had never felt this before.

Affection. Not hate, like from Kacchan, genuine, love and care.

She was so soft, so fragile, so warm and comfortable. His face went red and his heart felt like it was going to burst out of his ribcage.

His pain was momentarily forgotten when he was in her arms. She smelled so good too... he mimicked the hug, squeezing him against him like an anaconda snake, his tail curling around her.

...He decided he wanted her as his mate right then and there. No matter what.

Izuku lifted her into his tail, which slithered around her and she became anxious. “Izuku? What are you doing?”

And the girl was knocked out cold. Black surrounded her vision and she fell into an dreamless sleep.

Me trying not to smile/laugh when reading a fluffy fic in public place:

Welcome to Australia…

Where an already endangered species is on the brink of functional extinction…

Oh, and 500 million animals unique to this country have already lost their lives, upon homes that have been destoryed and lives lost of people as well…

I mean… we’re only living in a literal inferno…

415 fires. Fuck are we dying…

Oh yeah and people are just fleeing to the damn ocean, you know?

Do you want to know what Hell on Earth looks like..?

Because there it is in all it’s unfiltered, firey rage…

There it is… my home from space…

This is only the beginning. Our country has not only entered a new decade, it seems a new dawning era as well, because this flaming apocalypse doesn’t show any sign of stopping any time soon.

And you know what saddens me? I’ve never seen Australian tragedies trending here on this website. I mean it’s been going on for months and only now does it seem to really be getting recognized, even if it is only at #9.

And I’m going to be honest with you here - the internet, and media in general is so American centric, this website being no exception. You’d think that an entire continent being on fire for several months with devastating consequences would have more recognition, but no, it really doesn’t. The most notes I’ve ever seen on a post about the Australian fires is at least a few thousand, and that’s about it.

So just… please. If you can, with this post or any other post in regards to the fires going on down here, reblog. Because the only thing that should be spreading like wildfire, is a post about a burning country…

this is terrifying

Do y’all not remember the Wiggles dropping an absolute banger of a song about this???

laptopped:

imagine banana with any other vowel

bununu

benene

bonono

binini

bynyny

Forever my favorite video

So you wanna live in Halloweentown

Autumn makes me want to live in a small town with tons of history and character. Leaf-strewn cobblestone streets. Old buildings and homes that range from small cottages to large estates. Maple, oak, and pine trees line the streets and cluster in yards, and when they all turn orange and gold in the fall it’s the most beautiful sight. Small local businesses thrive. It’s walking distance to your favorite coffee shop or diner. There’s an ancient library on the edge of town with the greatest selection of books, comfy armchairs, tables, and big windows to read by. Time moves slower there. Everything is safe.

REBLOG IF YOU LOVE MYSTIC MESSENGER IN 2019

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“I want a 707 constellation up in the sky!” - 707

This has definitely been done before, but I just got back into painting so here’s this!

Preview of MM 2020 calendar project😆💕

@2020loveforallseasons

Choose your fav Saeran! ☆

me, having deeply fallen out of the practice of writing poetry: I can’t write any more, I am now a Talentless Hack

the voice of my 11th grade journalism/12th grade creative writing teacher who rly did know everything: if you stop writing for a while the words will build up and stagnate. to clear the water, you will have to open the dam completely, and accept the fact that what initially comes out will not be palatable

why divide people by unrational things when you COULD divide them by whether their word for cotton candy is valid or not ?

convince me this didnt happen

This is a decidedly unfriendly reminder that I don’t want you following me or liking/reblogging my posts if you are a Trump supporter, neo-Confederate, TERF, neo-Nazi, or a supporter of any other sort of white supremacist or fascist movement. Get the fuck out. I don’t want you here.

where’s that video of the naked crackhead literally running the speed of a moving car and I use the term literally literally he was deadass keeping up with the car

Gonna have myself a delicious chocolate croissant.

But I better heat it up first. Much yummier that way.