HOHOHOHOHO IM BUSY BUT SAVING THIS FOR LATER 🏃‍♀️

*Toby, EJ and Jeff chilling in the lounge*

Jeff: What time is it?

EJ: 3am

Toby: OH BOY, TIME TO GET UNCONSCIOUS

*flops on the floor, passing out instantly*

Jeff: What. The fuck.

*EJ beginning to piss himself laughing*

every birthday i’m reminded he’s dead-

no one talk to me i just remembered it’s the 27th of september

we miss you so much cliff!!!

wanted to do one of these cause i haven’t seen one since i was like 16

1) Pan

2) She/her they/them

3) This Charming Man - The Smiths

4) 50/50

5) Purple and Black

6) Libra

7) My cat :) he counts, ok

8) Green

9) Mac and cheese cause i’m fucking 4

10) 74

11) I can’t pick just one

12) Carrots (only the tiny ones)

13) 8

14) Forensic Psychologist (what i’m studying for rn!!!)

People that might also do this: @icarus-star @bvnnyblood @444rockstargf no clue who else to tag ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

bro i am just NOW realizing the eddie munson content that you reblog and LET ME TELL YOU I WAS NOT LET DOWN

anyways eddie is a munch

To this we all agree.

Yours, Now, and Forever.

in which regency! era wilbur and you hate each other’s guts.

[pic from pinterest]

hi. this is my baby. i have cried and have had sleepless nights over this fic, trying to make it perfect. it is the best goddamn thing i have ever written, and i beg of you to be nice to it. please, if you like it, share it. i’m begging on my knees. i have never loved anything i’ve written as much as i love this. if people love it enough, i will probably take blurbs for specific scenes from another pov, or blurbs of life after marriage. but i am begging, treat my baby well. 

huge thank you’s to caroline, zone, and lyss. lyss for inspiring me to begin writing again after almost two years, zone for being my proofreader, and my sweet sweet caroline for giving me the idea for the fic and letting me torture her with ideas. i love all of you, tysm. please please please enjoy.

word count - 11.5k

Your mother toddled round the seamstresses shop, fabrics in hand. “Oh! I almost tripped over the silk. What a shame that would have been to ruin such a fine fabric, especially with how well it compliments your skin tone.” She held it up to your face as you stood on the raised platform.

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For some reason, this VA sounds EXACTLY like charlie's voice-

AND HE DID A GHOSTFACE ONE

AHHHH

HOLY FUCK BRO-

OMG IF TUMBLR DOESN’T STOP LOSING MY DRAFTS IM THROWING HANDS! An anon asked something along the lines of “what if reader and charlie come home from stab-a-thon and a drunk tall, reader starts crying that she’s not feminine enought and charlie gets really turned on by it and eats out reader?”

Too Tall

Charlie Walker x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut, Pussy eating, Mention of my favorite song, angst if you squint, self deprecating talk, praise, more talk of his stunning blue eyes (and the fact that he’s a short king 👑), crying, maybe slight dacryphilia, no use of y/n, taking pictures, not proofread

You stumbled over to the car and Charlie was right beside you. You looked over at your boyfriend and smiled sleepily.

“Thank you, Char.” You slurred as he opened the passenger door for you. He smiled and ran around to the other side as you got in. He started the car and you began the short drive to your house. You turned on the radio at some point in your drunken rambling and House of 1000 Corpses by Rob Zombie came on.

“Your favorite song, right?” Charlie asked you, turning away from the road for a second. You nod happily and quietly sing along as you pull into your driveway. He pulls the key out of the ignition just before the chorus and you look up at him sadly.

“But….” You whine unhappily and slump as Charlie pulls you out of the car and towards your house.

“Do you have the key?” You search your pockets for a second, before getting distracted and rambling about how weird the word key is. He sighs with a smile and searches your pockets himself, finding it immediately.

He unlocks the door and you almost trip on the step inside. You look around as if you’ve never been here before.

“Whose house is this? ‘S nice…” He face palms and smiles endearingly at you.

“It’s your house…” Charlie brings you a cup of water from the kitchen and watches as you sit on the counter and gulp it down gratefully.

You laugh a little as you look at him. He gives you a confused stare as you laugh.

“You’re so pretty, Charlie. Your eyes are fffucking gorgeous. And you're so short, it’s so cute.” Your smile slowly drops as tears fill your eyes.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, why are we crying? What’s wrong?” Charlie immediately gets concerned and has to stand on his tippy toes to wipe the tears that start to fall, and this just makes you cry even more.

Through your sobs you manage to speak. “You’re- you’re just so perfect and I’m just some kinda tall, masculine freak. I wish i was as feminine as Jill…” You look down at the ground as Charlie shakes his head repeatedly.

“No! nonononono, baby, you aren’t a freak. You’re amazing. You have the best smile, and you make me happy every time I’m near you.” He reaches up and strokes your cheek

“You make my life so much better.” He smiles before it turns into a smirk. “Can I show you how much I love you?”

You nod, confused as to what his plans are. You immediately realize as he lifts your hips to pull off your pants and underwear. You gasp as your bare butt touches the cold counter. He sinks down onto his knees and kisses your inner thigh.

“You are amazing, and beautiful, and perfect, and kind.” He punctuates each word with a kiss further up your thigh.

“And I love you.” He kisses your bare core, making you shudder.

He smiled up at you as he kitten-licked your clit and you whined, rolling your hips into his face. He kissed your opening, licking your arousal off and sticking his tongue in.

You let out a shaky gasp and threw your head back, one hand threading into Charlie’s hair. He went up to your clit and sucked softly, making you tug on his hair. He let out a moan that vibrated against you. You moaned and looked down at him.

He winked at you from between your thighs, and you grabbed your phone and snapped a picture of the perfect sight. He slid his middle finger into your opening and you buck your hips into his hand, wanting more.

He slips in his ring finger and starts to finger you while licking and sucking sloppily at your clit. You let out moans and he does too as he thrusts his hips into his free hand.

“Ahh~ I’m gonna- oh shit… I’m gonna cum, Char!” You throw your head back and moan. He pulls away and you whine unhappily. “Why? Why did you stop?”

“I want you to tell me that you love yourself. I want you to tell me that you’re beautiful and not a freak.” He smiled up at you and kissed your thigh.

You took in a deep breath and spoke. “I am beautiful and I love myself.”

He started moving again really fast and you let out a high pitched moan and you gushed all over his fingers and his face. You relaxed in his hold as the shocks of your orgasm washed over you. He groaned into you as he came in his pants.

He stood up and kissed your forehead, bringing you to the bathroom to get cleaned up and go to bed.

Hello love, I hope you're doing well, if you write for Michael Myers I was wondering if you could do a nsfw fic/headcanons/blurb, really anything you'd like, of reader constantly caring for him, feeding him, etc, and so one day he repays them by just absolutely dicking them down and getting them a collar (If you're comfortable with it) as he's grown to care for them, gender doesn't quite matter to me, thanks baby have a lovely day/night <3.

OMFG ANON YOU ARE SPEAKING MY LOVE LANGUAGE! Yes it is midnight. Yes I have work tomorrow. But I dont care, this NEEDS to happen now. Let's get into it.

Michael Myers x GN reader

Warnings: Soft boy Michael Myers, Soft smut, 1978 Halloween, pet names, love making and any more i forgot

You were what people considered a doting lover. Whenever Michael would come home after a spree, you would immediately assess his wounds and run him a hot bath so you could read to him while cuddling in the tub.

You never thought that Michael would reciprocate the care. But one day he walked into your room with his hands behind his back. You look up from your book and into the beautiful blue eyes you had grown to love behind that mask.

"Michael? What do you need baby?" You ask, tilted your head slightly, almost mimicking him when he was looking at a victim. He slowly pulled out a beautiful red collar from behind him, the word 'Michael's' monogrammed on it. He pulled out a sign in his other hand which read 'I thought this would be fun. Do you wanna try it?' in his messy handwriting. You smile and motion for him to come over while putting down your book. He lays his head down in your lap and you ask for permission before pulling off his mask.

"I'm glad you were thinking of me, Mikey." You say in a loving tone while scratching his scalp, causing him to lean into your touch and moan happily.

☆Time skip by Michael's huge cock☆

You groaned as he tugged on the collar, pounding into you gently. Your face held a dopey smile and you reached up to tangle your fingers into his curly brown hair.

"Faster Mikey, please~" You moaned as his cock nudged against that special spot. He nodded and smiled as he did as you pleased, making you feel a way you never had.

You pulled him by the back of his neck into a soft kiss. You felt him smile against your soft embrace, lips molded to fit each others perfectly.

"I...I love you~" Michael's voice called out to you for the first time.

You gasp as you hear his beautiful, raspy voice. You tear up in happiness in response.

"I love you too baby."

Alright anon! I had a lot of fun writing this. I hope you enjoyed!

This is my brain almost 24/7 XD

THIS IS THE BEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN