I don’t have anything to live for

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FIVE NIGHT'S AT FREDDY'S SCREENSHOTS

a pensive Loki in Frigga’s colours 💚

The clasped hands, made of fire and flesh. Endeavor looking directly at him, seeing him as he truly is for the first time. A son leaping into his fathers arms, but he's too old and too far gone, and this isn't a loving, happy moment. But look at the joy on his face.

he just can’t help but be kind of emotional because of his good little girl, taking it so well. you were a mess, mascara smeared, spit dripping down your lips, eyes rolled back, and you weren’t stopping.

not that he wanted you to anytime soon.

you were completely oblivious to his overstimulated state, senseless to the fact that you’d already made him cum twice down your pretty throat.

you’d finally popped off, now dragging your tongue up his small trail of white hair.

dabi swears that his life flashed before his eyes at that very moment. you were so slutty that it genuinely scared him.

“my p-perfect little thing…”