this kinda looks freaky

freaky-zombie-chick  asked:

For the match up plz but for a gift. I love anything horror, and same goes with Disney, mostly Jack Skeleton and Pirates of the Caribbean. Video games and their merchandise, plushies are a win. I like gift cards, mostly for food and clothing. I'm not keen on clothes, my tastes vary a lot and sizes tend to be wrong. I also enjoy chocolates but only plain ones: milk, dark, and white. If it has anything else in it, it's going in the trash.

Horrotale Sans:  Axe’s Gyftmas gift to you is going to be a plushie of Robbie the Rabbit from Silent Hill–as well as a night spent watching The Nightmare Before Christmas with him and Crooks.  You’ll end up cuddled between the two of them because Crooks takes up a good deal of the couch.

Swapfell Sans:  Blackberry’s gift is a night spent playing survival horror games–and he happened to pick up a new VR headset for you.  The true gift of the night is watching Blackberry try to prove he’s fearless by using the VR, only to get super creeped out over it, yet still try to hide that he is.  Undoubtedly, Mutt’s going to get involved and brush against Blackberry to get him to jump and shriek the most high-pitched sound you’ve ever heard from him.  

Liar Liar

Summary:  Alexander Hamilton is an Omega, but no one else knows this. No one else can know this. Even in this day and age, Omegas are still treated as little more than slaves. No rights, no protections, nothing. Alex has to hide his rank from the world for this reason. John Laurens is an Alpha, but like Alexander, he is hiding his rank, ashamed of the Alpha he was born as. Lies stack upon lies upon more lies. How long before they all come crashing down?

Chapter 12

“I don’t understand what his fucking problem is Laf. Like what the fucking fuck. I tell him I’m rooming with an Alpha now so I don’t have to lose my goddamn apartment and what the hell does he do? He hangs up on me!” Alex ranted over the phone as he was pulling his hair into a ponytail. He was still pissed. Being upset had passed two days ago and he was just pissed

“What fucking right does he have? And get this? He sounded jealous. Fucking. Jealous. He isn’t my goddamn Alpha. He isnt my goddamn anything he has no fucking right to sound jealous. If his bitch ass wasn’t acting like  piece of shit I might not be as pissed as I am right now, but- Ugh fuck” Alex groaned and put the phone on speaker to at least try and brush the tangles from his hair. He wouldn’t normally give a rats ass about his hair, but he needed to keep his hands occupied and the violent brushing of his hair probably wasn’t healthy…, it was keeping him occupied.

“I’m not sure why he’s acting this way. If you would like, I to him” Laf’s voice questioned over the phone and Alex sighed.

“I don’t even fucking care anymore dude. I don’t even fucking care.” Alex shook his head, frowning.

“On another topic. This Alpha? Is he..?” Laf asked and Alex paused.

“An asshole? I don’t know. He seemed cocky when I first met him at this bar but then later on when he ended up coming over to look at the apartment he seemed..nicer? I don’t know. Maybe he’s nice? I’m still on the fence about it for obvious reasons..” Alex shrugged, though he knew Laf couldn’t see.

“He’s like..your doppelganger Laf. Its kinda freaky how much he looks like you. His hair is just a bit shorter and the eye color is just slightly off” Alex said and pulled his ponytail tight enough that it stung a bit.

“Really? You’ll have to send me a picture I wanna see.” Laf chuckled and Alex moved to the living room to watch tv and talk to Laf, taking the phone off speaker.

“I’ll sneak one when he comes over to move in. I gave him the other key so he could just come by whenever and move in. It gives me a higher chance of not being here” Alex hummed, laying out on the couch in just a tank top and sweats, content to spend his weekend brooding and binge watching Law and Order. Laf used to tease him about wanting to be a lawyer being influenced by the show. While it was false, the theory was very plausible. Alex loved that fucking show and he would fight anyone who tried to say anything against his non obsession(it wasn’t an obsession, Laf will never be able to convince him otherwise either). He could watch reruns for hours and be happy.

“Good. You have me curious now.” Laf laughed and Alex smiled some.

“Well- Uh, someones at the door, I’ll call you back later” Alex said, getting up and moving to the door, not thinking anything about his current outfit as he moved to open it, getting off the phone with Laf. Opening the door, he again had to look up before meeting eyes with a certain Alpha.

“Thomas? What- Ah. Moving. Gotcha. You coulda used the key” Alex said with a raised eyebrow, opening the door more and looking at the boxes the other man had sat down. He was good at putting up a face when he was nervous, but even he had his slip ups. This was when he slipped.

“I know. Felt weird about it though” Thomas hummed as he walked past, Alex flinching when their arms slightly brushed against each other. If Thomas noticed he thankfully didn’t mention it, carrying the box inside while Alex grabbed one as well to take it to the room. Not much was said between them as they carried the boxes to the room. Only one really conversation was held and that had been within 5 minutes of Thomas showing up.

“I didn’t know you had an Alpha” Thomas had said casually and Alex had again flinched, tensing up.

“I don’t” He said tensely and moved to grab another box from outside the door, Thomas saying the rest were down in his car.

“Oh uh..I just assumed because..” he trailed off and Alex glanced at him, seeing Thomas glancing at his neck. Shit. Alex’s hand shot to his neck and he remembered he wasn’t wearing anything to cover his mark.

“Fuck..” He muttered and rushed to his room, throwing on his scarf and returning. He ignored the look Thomas was giving him and he stopped him before the Alpha could speak.

“Don’t. Look, I don’t like talking about it so I’ll say this one time and one time only. I don’t have an Alpha. I will never have an Alpha. I didn’t take this mark willingly, I was forced. Don’t ask about it again” Alex huffed, trying to hide the anxiety bubbling in his stomach that made him want to puke. They didn’t say anything else after that, just heading down to Thomas’ car.

The moment in the apartment had been forgotten when they got to the car. Alex knew Thomas had a pet, he had said so after all…but honestly the bird cage secured in the backseat with a large cockatoo in it was the last thing he was expecting. Even more surprising was the cat carrier.

“Didn’t pick you as a bird person” Alex hummed as he took the cat carrier when it was handed to him. The cat inside seemed content to lay in it.

“Can’t judge someone by looking at them” Thomas said simply, though there was a hint of sarcasm behind it. Alex rolled his eyes and was about to ask if he needed help when Thomas moved to get the large cage out of the back. He shut his mouth immediately as he watched the taller man lift it from the car with ease.

‘Jesus he’s strong’ Alex thought to himself, shutting the car doors for him and walking back inside with him. The bird didn’t seem loud like Alex thought it might be, the white bird just whistling a bit and speaking a bit while they were walking.. Mostly something like ‘Where you going’ over and over. It was, admittedly, cute. Alex wasn’t going to say that, though

“Do you ever wonder how things would be without your psionics? It can’t just be me, I’m sure of it.”

“Reading minds… it isn’t as fun as people make it out to be, especially if you don’t know how to ‘turn it off’ so to speak. At least it makes things interesting when I leave to the city, you’d be surprised how many people have one verse of some song stuck on repeat in their heads.”

==> you chuckle at that, too bad the song usually ends up stuck in your head too after that happens.

“I wonder how quiet things would be if people’s thoughts didn’t serve as a white noise.”

Holy moly, it’s been roughly about a year since I started writing S.T.A.L.K.E.R. fanfic! To celebrate, I wanted to write something fun and season appropiate, but writer’s block has been plaguing me until very recently. However, I managed to write a short thing, partially inspired by the art from @cookieekun I’ve been seeing on my dash recently, partially because I wanted to write something about Strelok’s group that wasn’t heavy with angst.

The early days

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

I actually have a really big (completely irrational) fear of sloths, but I also love Sans so every time I see those (honestly adorable) sloth!Sans pictures I get so conflicted lmao. I think you're helping me get over my fear of sloths

whoa, really? well..I’m glad I am helping in some way. c:

sloths are my absolute favourite animal, and I love Sans too! so, when my friend suggested to combine the two, I had a freakin’ field day with the idea, and went wild with all the cute possibilities~ 

Originally posted by gifheaven

I hope you’re able to get over your fear of them! they’re just a bunch of lazy babies <3

I had this weird dream last night where I found this new species of gecko that looked a lot like cresteds, but they have patches on them that are kinda colored like gargs. They also lived in clans, which I thought was interesting and cool.

So anyway I thought I should capture one so it could be bred and studied. Especially because of the cohabitation, which is really unusual for reptiles. I managed to catch this giant fat female, and then I decided I should try for a male, too. So I look back at where they were (I think it was in like these bushes or something), and I noticed that they had started making this gurgly scream noise because their friend was missing.

They had rows and rows of sharp teeth and were kinda freaky looking with their mouths open. I put the one I had captured back and they kept screaming and then I woke up

I got all riled up playing Twilight Princess and I got in my dad’s face and apparently I stood up on tip toe and we were eye level and now that I’ve calmed down and am reflecting, that’s kinda scary

anonymous asked:

Kenny: *calling Kyle desperately at 2am* Kyle: what? Kenny: I just died, and my new body kinda looks like you. I’m kinda freaking out? It’s freaky. Should I kill myself so I get a new body or just wait it out. Kyle: wtf sweetie it’s 2 in the morning

“wtf sweetie its 2 in the morning” OH MY HEART

We’re All Freaks In Our Own Way (Jimmy Darling Imagine)

Request: I know this is last minute but could you please write a Jimmy Darling one were the reader is Jimmy’s girlfriend but whenever they go out, he puts on his gloves and she asks why. He says that he doesn’t want her to be ashamed around him. She replies that she’s a freak too, technically everyone is and that she doesn’t care. She thinks they are cute. Just fluff and cuteness

Warnings: none

Written by: Estelle

Originally posted by tousdescrottesdenez

“Love, are you ready to go?” you heard your boyfriend Jimmy say from somewhere behind you. You turned around and saw him giving you a wink and wide smile.

“I was born ready.” you chuckled, walking up to him and pressing your lips on his.

He smirked. “Alright, wait there. I’m back in a sec.”

With that being said, he quickly turned around wand sprinted up to his trailer. A few seconds later he got out again and was putting his gloves over his hands as he walked towards you.

“Jimmy.” you say, taking one of his gloved hands in yours. “Why do you always cover your hands when we go out?”

He quietly tugged his hand out of yours and shrugged a little. “I don’t know. I just don’t want you to get embarrassed or something.”

You wrapped your arms around him, he placed his hands on your hips and you leaned in for a quick kiss. “I’m never ashamed of you. I love your hands, they’re cute!”

You saw Jimmy giving you a little smirk.

“Hey can you touch your nose with your tongue?” you asked him. He tried it, with a super focused look on his face and shook his head.

“Nope. Why?”

You touched the tip of your nose with the tip of your tongue and smiled. “I can, it’s kinda freaky to see. Right?”

Jimmy chuckled, “Kinda, it looks a little weird.”

“See, some people can do things that not everyone can. And some people have things not everyone has.” you said, as you gently grabbed his hand. “We’re all freaks in our own way. And you’re my favorite of them all!”

These are the only two times Fitz wears red. When he falls in love with Jemma and when he asks her on a date. 

Have y’all noticed that he wore lots of colors before FZZT? Then after, he only wears blue. Incidentally, the same color Jemma was wearing when she jumped from the Bus. Okay, occasionally he wears black or gray (usually when he’s going to fight with Jemma or something else awful is going to happen) but is this supposed to be him (in canon) subconsciously only wearing “her” color. Or is this just supposed to be some grand coincidence? Or are we just supposed to know that the costume designer became smitten with his eyes? I have so much more I could say on this subject but I feel it’s a tad unhealthy.

Just curious what y’all think though. 

youbutweaker-moved  asked:

hey! i love pangyr, im albino and seeing albino animals always makes me happy, especially when their humans love them for it and don't show it off as a "look at my freaky cat" kinda thing! tell him i love him please :D 💜

I’m so happy to read this! your message was passed on - tbqh, Pangur’s so spoiled & content I don’t think she’d be surprised to learn how many strangers love her.

I’m sure you’re a lot like Pangur, in that people love you for all the ways you are special! have a great week 💕

This is the last one. 

It was first a picture of Anzu, then Yugi’s eyes came into play, and suddenly she’s on his mind. (WHY CAN’T YOU KNOW YOUR OWN SPACE, JEEZ.)

It’s Older Yugi with a Younger Anzu. No meaning behind it really. 

But this is one of my favorite Yugi pictures so far that I’ve ever drawn. 

Coloring might be done, no promises.