IF YOU NEED TO CALL 911 BUT ARE SCARED TO BECAUSE OF SOMEONE IN THE ROOM, Dial And Ask For A Pepperoni

"you only like villains because you want to fix them" actually I like them because I want a villain who's absolutely terrifying and ruthless to everyone, except for me, their cute s/o. Get it right 🙄

Imagine...

Bela is absolutely feral for you but the lust is bleeding through. She says each of the lines of the first verse of the song slowly to you, backing you against a wall. She turns you around where your front is on the wall as she whispers in a low growl...

"Tell me you want me."

No bestie

I'm a service top as well in the RE8 fandom

Am I the only service top in the RE8 fandom? (I can't be right??)

Sorry, gotta rant for a sec. I am a service top, always have been always will be, but I just realized that I'm not only a service top in the bedroom *wink wink* but pretty much in every aspect of my life. I think I might just not be very creative?? Tell me what to do and by god it will get done... but, I really do need to be told what to do first lol

Honestly, just let me worship you, Queen. Respectfully, of course. Or disrespectfully. (Whatever you into I guess...😏)

On that note, don't forget to keep requesting things! (Nice segue if I do say so myself XD)

I want an enemies to lovers relationship like Alex and Piper

Me, at the beginning of Episode 10 season 2 of Orange is the New Black

ATTENTION ALL GIRLS AND LADIES: if you walk from home, school, office or anywhere and you are alone and you come across a little boy crying holding a piece of paper with an address on it, DO NOT TAKE HIM THERE! take him straight to the police station for this is the new 'gang' way of rape. The incident is getting worse. Warn your families. Reblog this so this message can get accross to everyone.

Look at my girl!

reblog to give a lesbian a sword, a bi girl a dagger, and a trans girl a cool gun

I was 9 when the serotonin loss started-

Elvira looks sly as all hell

I saw this going around and I just (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)

It's Shin and I, we got each other flowers ♡

And then me 'n the himbos<3

Joseph and I are going out for the night

Caesar and I going for a nice picnic

🏷️@satmitsuplanet @dongiovannaswife @amethystsoda @kallikrein @notsocoolnana @sukunasbabymama @dancingintherainwithchifuyu @scandalous-writing

:dying noises: This is so cute 🥺

Just a little Holiday fluff I wrote for our favorite Sorceress! Happy Holigays, folks 😊♥️ 

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My breath catches in my throat as soon as I enter the living room. Helena’s silhouette brilliantly outlined by the soft glow of  the fireplace. The lean muscles in her arms flexing ever so slightly as she meticulously places ornaments upon our first Christmas tree. My heart warms at the sight of it, and I can’t help the fond smile that rises to my lips. Long strips of moonlit hair cascading over her focused eyes with each ornament that goes up. A master at everything she does, I had never seen a Christmas tree look more perfect. It was almost as perfect as her.

“Babe?” I ask her softly, causing her bright blue eyes to catch mine sharply.

“Yes, my love?”

“Here, I brought you something to try.” I reply as I hand her a steaming mug with Santa’s face on the side of it.

“And what is this called?” She raises the mug to her delicate nose, taking in the aroma before indulging herself in a long sip - her eyes widening as the taste fully hits her tongue.

“First tell me.. do you like it?” I ask teasingly.

“I enjoy it very much, yes.” She says before eagerly taking another sip.

“This is my Grandmother’s special hot chocolate.” I say with a smile. “The secret is adding just a little bit of peppermint to it.”

“It’s quite lovely. Was your Grandmother an alchemist?” She asks as she finishes the contents of her drink.

“Nope. She just loved chocolate.” I reply with a laugh as I join Helena by the tree - wrapping one arm around her waist as I pulled her closer. A soft kiss to her cheek and all I can smell is chocolate dipped Helena with a splash of peppermint.

“You smell incredible.” I tell her, leaning in for another kiss.

“Oh? Do I, now?” She gives me a little smirk before placing a warm, lingering kiss to my lips.

“Mmh.. Yes, you do.” I say, kissing her back. “And you’re a vision by fire light, too, might I add.”

This time she blushes, slightly averting her eyes as she attempts to turn her focus back to the ornaments.

“You flatter me, my love.” She says softly.

“Let me tell you a little secret, babe.” I say as I lean in a little closer to her ear. “It’s not flattery if it’s true.”

This time she shudders, and I know my plan to fluster her is working. Her dark blue eyes shifting back to mine and she softly bites her bottom lip before giving me another smirk.

“You know… my love. If you keep this up, we’ll never finish this lovely tree of ours.”

“Sounds like a fair trade to me.” I say, kissing her again.

She slowly drops the ornament in her hand to the ground, firmly wrapping her arms around my waist as she pulls me in for a heated kiss. The sweet smell of chocolate and peppermint still on her lips as I drink her in, indulging in as much of her as I can. The glow of the fire place dancing playfully off her hair like it was caught helplessly in a stream of moonlight. My heart, warm, as the thought of spending my first Christmas with the love of my life spilled out into me. Helena was safe, loved, never to broken by the Witch Queen again - her first Christmas Eve spent cozily by the firelight - as our tongues wrote out exactly how we felt, with the sounds of Christmas filling the air.

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