#sceam

[fitzs-trained-monkey]

plssss do tatum sidney randy dewey gale...? Please pretty please?

Ask and ye shall receive

Ho, ho, ho, motha' fucka'.

[imabigboi]

I'm to lazy to draw saves story so ya know what imma type this down for all yall

Save was once a regular sans, until frisk came, he started to blackout and get headaches, sometimes even randomly teleporting

Save was at the first waterfall outpost, them he save a save point, he got KINDA a bit curious and touched it, he fell to the ground in pain, but nobody came, he felt and ache in his coul and eyes then he woke up in the anti void with no memories of the last

He wandered around, then he found a mirror, at first he just used it to look at himself, but the longer he was there, the more insane he got, so he started talking to it, after 2000 years he raged and YEETED the mirror, and accidentally made a portal into where sceam was, and he went through, he was bit nervous at first but then walked up to sceam and taped him on the shoulder, sceam screamed at save for scaring him, save was confused, but after a while they slowly became freinds

After a few years sceam dies, save resets to around the time sceams father dies, and yoinks him, and knocks sceam out, then giving a part of his soul to sceam, then they mauve (another of my sans ocs) and sceam and mauve date, they abandon save, leaving him alone, save slowly starts to lose his sh*t and becomes insane

In this thing when sceam dad dies, he slowly started to decay then in the reset sceam doesn't decay because of the bit of saves soul

[sluttylittleslashers]

[sahbaemo]

[sevenwivesofrafecameron]

𝐂𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐑𝐨𝐥𝐥

CINNAMON ROLL | SOFT!BOYFRIEND ETHAN X READER | IMAGINE | 

PAIRING: Soft!Boyfriend! Ethan Landry x Reader

SYNOPSIS: Ethan being the cinnamon roll he is gives you a cinnamon roll as an apology.

WORD COUNT → 623

WARNING(S): non!ghostface Ethan, normal!Ethan, cuteness, fluff. Ethan being a cinnamon roll.

AUTHORS NOTE: based on another tiktok like come on even the guy in the video looks like ethan, so this was meant to be.

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Y/N stormed through the hallway of her shared apartment, frustration radiating from every step.

Her encounter with her boyfriend, Ethan Landry, had left her boiling with anger. How could he have been so careless? The conversation replayed in her mind like a broken record, the hurtful words echoing louder each time.

She kicked off her shoes, letting them land haphazardly by the door as she flopped onto the couch with an exasperated sigh.

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Ethan was well aware of the mess he had made. He leaned against the counter, his fingers tapping an uneven rhythm as he stared at the oven timer. He knew he had to do something, something big. Something that would melt Y/N's icy demeanor and make her forgive him.

With newfound determination, Ethan iced the roll and put it on a plate for her.

He walked into the living room, his steps slow and cautious, as if he were approaching a wild animal. Y/N's eyes were fixed on the TV screen, but her tense shoulders gave away her displeasure. He cleared his throat nervously, drawing her attention.

Y/N turned to face him, her expression guarded. "What do you want, Ethan?" Her voice was sharp, like a blade cutting through the tension.

Ethan held out the cinnamon roll on a small plate, his eyes pleading. "I made a cinnamon roll to say sorry."

Y/N's eyebrows shot up in disbelief. "You made it?"

Ethan shifted uncomfortably, his cheeks turning a shade of pink. "Well… I put it in the microwave, but I did it very apologetically."

Her stern expression wavered, and a small chuckle escaped her lips. "You put it in the microwave apologetically?"

Ethan nodded, his gaze locking onto hers. "Yeah. I know I messed up, and I'm really sorry. I just… I want you to know that I care, and I'm willing to make it up to you."

Y/N's anger began to melt away, replaced by a mixture of amusement and affection. She reached out and took the plate from him, inspecting the cinnamon roll. It might not have been a five-star dessert, but the fact that he had tried meant the world to her.

"You're ridiculous, you know that?" Y/N said with a grin, her heart softening.

Ethan let out a relieved laugh. "Yeah, I guess I am."

Without warning, Y/N leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to Ethan's cheek. "And that's why I forgive you."

Ethan's eyes widened in surprise, a delighted smile spreading across his face. "Really?"

Y/N chuckled, a warm feeling enveloping her. "Yeah, really. It's hard to stay mad at you when you're being so cute."

Ethan's grin grew even wider as he wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug. "I promise I'll be more careful next time."

As they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, the scent of cinnamon filling the air, Y/N realized that sometimes, the simplest gestures could heal the deepest wounds. And as for Ethan, he learned that a little humility and a microwaved cinnamon roll could go a long way in making things right.

[xoriozzz]

HAPPY HALLOWEEN 👻🎃!!!

(sorry I was drawing this very fast)

[arix565]

billy Loomis x FEM reader smut

billy loomis x reader smut knife play cut reader rough taking his anger out on reader

You felt the heat radiating off of Bill's body as he pinned you to the bed. His hands were exploring every inch of your body, eliciting a satisfied moan from you with each touch. His lips were trailing down your neck, leaving a burning sensation in their wake.

You could feel his desire for you growing with each passing second, and you were eager to fulfill his every wish. You could feel his hardness pressing against you, and you knew it was time.

He grabbed your wrists and pinned them above your head, and you could feel his every breath on your skin. His lips found yours and he kissed you passionately, his hands roaming your body.

You felt yourself growing more and more aroused, until you couldn't take it any longer. You begged him to take you, and he complied.

He moved his hips in perfect rhythm, pushing deeper and deeper inside of you with each thrust. You could feel yourself growing closer and closer to the edge, until finally, you were both trembling with pleasure as you felt yourself cumming.

He groaned in pleasure as he released inside of you, and the two of you stayed tangled up in each other for a few moments, until you were both satisfied. You had just experienced something so hot, so spicy, and so rough that you never wanted it to end.

Your breathing was ragged as your body quaked beneath Bill’s rough touch. His hands were everywhere, exploring your curves and leaving trails of fire in their wake. You could feel his hard body pressed against yours as the heat between you grew more and more intense.

His lips moved down your neck, and his teeth scraped against your sensitive skin. You gasped in pleasure as his hands found their way to your hips, squeezing them tightly. You felt his erection pressing against you, and your body ached for him to be inside you.

He moved his lips to yours, and you returned the passionate kiss hungrily. His tongue explored your mouth as his hands explored your body. You could feel yourself getting closer and closer to a climax, and you moaned as his hands found their way to the sensitive spot between your legs.

He moved his hand in circles, and soon you were trembling with pleasure. You felt his fingers slide inside you, and the sensation was almost too much to bear. You cried out as your orgasm ripped through you, and he kept his hand moving, prolonging the pleasure for as long as you could take it.

Finally, he withdrew his hand and flipped you onto your stomach. He entered you from behind, pushing himself deeper and deeper with each thrust. You moaned and groaned as his thrusts grew harder and faster, and soon you were screaming with pleasure.

He moved his hand back to the spot between your legs and rubbed it as he thrust, and before long you were coming again. Your body shook as your orgasm kept coming, and he followed soon after, cumming inside you with a loud moan.

You lay there, panting and satisfied, as Bill kissed your neck and back. You felt completely and utterly spent, and it was the most wonderful feeling in the world.

The blade of the knife glinted in the light as Billy held it against your skin. He was taking out his anger on you, and you could feel the sharp edge of the metal against your body. You tried to remain still, not wanting to provoke him further.

He moved the blade slowly, running it along your body with a rough touch. You gasped as you felt the edge cut into your skin, leaving behind a trail of red. Fear and adrenaline coursed through your veins as you felt the intense thrill of the moment.

Billy's hand moved further down, tracing the curves of your body as the blade followed. You felt his breath on your neck and you couldn't help but tremble in anticipation. His hand gripped your hip firmly as he moved the blade lower, sending shivers of pleasure and pain down your spine.

He brought the blade back up, stopping just below your neck. You could feel the heat of his body against yours as he stared into your eyes, and you knew he was waiting for you to make a move. You could feel your heart pounding in your chest as you made your choice, and you leaned in for a rough kiss.

The kiss was full of passion and intensity as you felt the blade against your skin. You felt Billy's anger and frustration dissipate as he explored your body with his hands and the knife. You knew that this was a risk, but you also knew that you wanted it.

When it was over, you both lay there in a tangled heap of limbs and sheets. You both felt the afterglow of the passion that had passed between you. In that moment, you knew that you would never forget the thrill of knife play.

You felt the cold steel of the knife pressed against your skin as Billy's grip tightened around your wrists. You gasped as he used the blade to trace circles on your body, taking out his anger on you. He was in control, and you were in his mercy.

The blade created a path of pain, and you shivered as he continued. He took pleasure in seeing you squirm beneath him, and it only made him more aroused. His rough hands moved the knife up and down your body, and you closed your eyes, trying to keep yourself from screaming out in pain.

He soon moved the blade away, and you breathed a sigh of relief. But that relief was short-lived, as he soon pressed his lips against yours, his tongue exploring your mouth. His hands moved up your body, exploring every curve and secret spot.

You felt your body heat up from the passion of the moment, and you melted into his embrace. His lips moved away from yours, and you opened your eyes. He smiled down at you, satisfied with his work. You smiled back, knowing that you had survived the knife play, and perhaps even enjoyed it.

Billy's hands were rough as they gripped your arms, pulling you close to him. His face was twisted in a mask of anger, and his eyes were dark with rage. You could feel the cold steel of the knife he was holding against your neck, and you knew that he was taking out his anger on you.

He pressed the blade further against your skin, and you could feel it cutting into your flesh. You wanted to scream out in pain, but before you could a sob escaped your lips. You were scared, but you were also determined. You had to stay strong and not let him break you.

Billy's grip tightened as he pushed the knife further against your neck, and you could feel the warmth of your own blood trickling down your skin. He was punishing you for something, but you weren't sure what it was. All you knew was that he was taking his anger out on you.

You closed your eyes and tried to focus on something else, anything else, to take your mind off the pain. You thought about the good times you had together with Billy, before the anger had taken over. You thought about the way he used to smile, and how he could make you laugh.

Suddenly, his grip loosened and he pulled away. You opened your eyes and saw him looking at you with a sadness in his eyes that you had never seen before. He placed the knife on the ground and stepped away, and you could see the tears in his eyes.

You stepped forward and reached out to hug him, and he hugged you back tightly. You could feel the tension leaving his body as he let go of his anger and embraced you. You both stayed like that for a long time, until the tears had stopped flowing from both of you.

When the moment finally passed, you both backed away and looked into each other's eyes. You could feel the love radiating from him, and you knew that the anger was gone. He was still the same Billy you had always known, and you knew that things would be okay.

[f4llensnow]

Do yall think Stu would be skinny to the point where when he stretches his ribs poke through?? (Would Billy like it?)