#@'ing new blogs

[oxymoronicdumbass]

you think i’m crazy about this show now? HAH you should see my AO3 account! …but on second thought, maybe you shouldn’t…

[cowboybeebonk]

I haven’t even seen the new trailer yet but every time I see the thumbnail I keep thinking of this

[cocksley-and-catapult]

First thing I saw when I installed tumbrl for the first time was the cock and pussy webcomic,I like it.

[thousandseal]

I’ve decided to move tsuna to a brand new blog and start fresh with her, once I’ve set her blog up I’ll post the link

[wakeuppretty]

I feel like such a brat complaining about the f00d I’m served and forced to eat, but jfc I can’t keep eating m34ls so high in oils and c4ls.

It doesn’t help that I keep trying so hard to bvrn c4ls off yet I see no progress. Guess I gotta try harder :/

[pluralprompts]

Prompt #1,283

System A gets a new headmate that doesn't understand a lot about the system's life. System A is having a busy day, but tries to explain things to the new headmate as they work.

[foreverxdaydreaming]

just smth i saw earlier that i thought might be useful info

how to opt out of the new ai feeding fuckery going on *sigh*

[coeuranxieux]

been a hot minute since i talked about spyke but eurhrj. hes is infesting my brain again

so sea urchins are tall as HELL obviously but like

is spyke considered? shorter than average?? by sea urchin standards????

considering that he's been living on his own since he was a kid (iirc i cpupd be wrong dont kill me) could he have like?? stunted growth???

the only other urchin in the game is murch who is also considerably taller than the player despite i think only being 2-3 years older (and also not an adult like spyke is so theres a chance he goes through some big growth spurt) and also, he doesnt look nearly as scrawny as the old man (loving) in the inkopolis alley so??????!!??

[mondaymelon]

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[castielsparkle]

hehe tagged by @hellverse to post 8 shows to get to know me better!<3 (posting here bc the thread got super long :"])

1. dexter (yes this includes new blood aha)

2. the x-files (ive done my fair share of scully cosplays as well!!!)

3. z nation (guilty pleasure cheesy show 😭 its actually where i initially know dj qualls as an actor from also :')!!)

4. jane the virgin (i was watching it when it was airing still, i have yet to catch up on the ending but 😭!!!! love love love this show)

5. kingdom (i first watched this back when lockdown first started lol - instant favorite though!!)

6. fargo (been meaning to rewatch this as well, i watched it a loong time ago lol)

7. atlanta (unfortunately i havent been able to finish this as well, but when i did watch it i remember it being amazing!)

8. the end of the f***ing world (i remember somehow obtaining a red hawaiian shirt when this show came out right after i watched it the first time lol)

thank u so so much for the tag!!!! it was hard to pick just 8 so i tried to pick the ones that stuck out to me the most throughout my life after i watched them :") whoever wants to do it feel free to @ me on ur own post or reblog and do ur own!!!!<3

[talentos]

Vuelve la Alianza Hot Wheels y Ferrari: Nuevos Modelos 2025

¡La leyenda regresa! 🔥🚗 Después de 10 años, Ferrari y Hot Wheels vuelven a unir fuerzas. Modelos icónicos, edición limitada y pura pasión die-cast. ¡Coleccionistas, prepárense! #Ferrari #HotWheels #Diecast #Coleccionismo

Ing. José María Noriega Para los apasionados de Ferrari, fue un momento amargo. La semana pasada, dejando fuera al equipo italiano y al legendario Aston Martin. Sin embargo, Mattel nos sorprende hoy con noticias que reavivan la expectativa. ¡Sí, es verdad! La colaboración entre Hot Wheels y Ferrari ha vuelto después de 10 años, lanzando una gama de autos y piezas de colección en escala 1:64.…

[waitwiah]

What do you do when it all gets too heavy?

\Post02\:Y’all! I have been M.I.A. and I’m sorry. Kind of. So this is going to be a long one. Sit down, grab a snack and a beverage (maybe of the adult variety) and let’s catch up.

*TW talks of w*ightloss & d*ath*

To say I have been going through it would be a massive understatement. I’ve been so up and down, I’m not even sure what’s next anymore. My health is worse than it was before and it really has me feeling some type of way. I leaned on my boyfriend for support a few times, not nearly enough because I’d hate to be a burden – but me being sick was taking an emotional toll on him… Let’s just say he may not be my boyfriend anymore. Who knows. I don’t know much about anything anymore. This sucks of course because he says, “I love you and I hope you get better. I want you to be healthy”.  Then, he beats himself up for “NoT BEinG tHe MaN I deSErve". I HATE THAT. Don’t beat yourself up because I’m sick and it’s hard. If anything, he deserves a healthy, happy partner. Not whatever I am. I’m not the woman he deserves. Who deserves stress and uncertainty tainting a budding partnership? I know the answer to this one: nobody.

The things you fear deep in your mind actually becoming reality is such a strange feeling. Is everything secretly a premonition? Did I manifest this subconsciously? I really thought, “If I can’t be healthy, I can at least be happy”, but the universe threw that back in my face 10-fold. And I’m proven right, for once in my life, that no one can actually stomach (pun intended) being a sick person’s partner. Obviously, this doesn’t apply to everyone, but I sure as hell believe it applies to me. Outside of familial deaths, I’m not sure if I’ve ever been this sad in my entire life. This broken and beaten down. This… hollow. This sad and sick. This sick and tired. This done.

As I was on my way to work one morning, I managed to leave my feeding tube bag uncapped, so my formula spilled all over me, my car, my feeding pump, and my work bag. That was the last straw. After the special kind of hell I had been through the last few months, this is what happens? I had to turn around to go back home and change, clean up my car with a quickness, and make my way to work. I couldn’t do it. “There is no way I’m going to get through this day”, I thought to myself. I immediately called my therapist – she was unavailable. I called my mother – she was in a meeting of course; I asked if she could step away because it was important, but she didn’t understand. What could possibly be more important than her meeting? (Side note: she called me about an hour later, saying she stepped out of her meeting and couldn’t go back in because someone else was doing her presentation. I of course said everything was fine, it obviously wasn’t, so then she began giving me a speech about how I should be more rational and not so emotional. Just what I needed of course.) My friend who I would call was on vacation and my sister that I confide in was at work. The only person left to call was my father. THIS WAS A MISTAKE, AND I FEEL HORRIBLE.

My father asked me what was wrong and all I could say was, “EVERYTHING”.

My father actually called the police that day to do a wellness check on me because he was so scared by the sobs coming from deep within the pit of my pancaked, dysfunctional stomach. Oh, how I cried. I sobbed at what my life had become. On the floor, body shaking, eyes burning, feeding tube moving around my nose. The. Whole. Nine.

Over the last 6 to 8 months I’ve developed new symptoms, began having longer pain flares (sometimes for more than 10 hours straight), lost my prescription for my feeding tube, gained it back again, been turned away by doctors and picked up by them again. I was even told I should’ve gained at least 60lbs by now (I’ve only gained 2 or 3lbs in the last 2 years) and to do more exercise and add more calories. How am I expected to do all of that?

 And the worst thing of all: I MET WITH PALLIATIVE CARE. I know what you’re thinking – I’m basically a child (in my mind at least), how can I take that step so soon? Well, I’ll put it like this: I have been fighting for so long, fighting my own demons, fighting the medical demons at the hospital otherwise known as Administration, trying to figure out my diagnosis, and dealing with several unexplained, non-specific findings on tests. There is no cure in sight. Hell, there’s barely any symptom management. The amount of pain I’m in and the weakness and the fatigue is enough to make anyone throw in the towel. SO, that’s what I kind of did. I set up a game plan for if (maybe when – I’m trying to be optimistic but realistic here) things don’t end up getting better in a timely fashion. I haven’t told my family yet, but if there’s no cure, no game-plan to fix whatever this is or lessening of this pain in the next 6 months, I’m stopping all my treatment. I’m going to just let whatever happens happen; I don’t have to tell y’all what’s going to happen. You know. I’ll be hanging out with Casper and them.

After that appointment I went down a rabbit hole. And if I’m being 100% honest (and I will keep it 100 here, that’s what this is for), I have made dissociating from my reality a daily task. It is necessary sometimes, especially when the weight of an illness/disorder/situation/disease starts to become a bit too heavy. Sometimes it is imperative you take a moment to distract yourself from your own reality – to take a break from things crumbling beneath your feet and imagine you’re standing on solid ground again. Even if it’s for a single moment or a few moments a day, a week, a month, etc.

But here I am, repeatedly fighting with doctors, nurses, administrators, insurance companies to say, “Hey! I deserve healthcare – good quality healthcare!” and for them to essentially say, “No, you actually don’t”.  I let my (microscopic) social media following know that I actually wasn’t okay, and that I needed time to myself so I wouldn’t be answering any attempts to reach out for a while.

So if you’re my family or friends reading this – I’m still not answering communications right now. I just need time to process everything. I’m probably watching the entire John Wick or Mission Impossible movie franchise or escaping in a sappy book. And no. I’m not okay. Please try to ask me that less often.

To my readers: PLEASE DON’T GIVE UP YET. Keep trying to find answers. Keep arguing with whoever you need to in order to receive quality care, quality help, quality pain management, etc. You deserve to be here. You deserve the chance to be happy and healthy. I haven’t given up yet, though I may be close, neither should you. As always I’m here if y’all ever need to talk.

Anywaaayyyy. I’m going to do my best to be more consistent on here. And I may have given up on TikTok lol. We'll see.

Remember: you deserve the world and then some.

Take care xx

[anothermonikan]

Avalon Colour-Picked Aroace Icons!

+ me going insane

Deploys beam of read @dokidokiliteraturegirls now!!

[starsmuserainbow]

Nodding to confirm her name, Lightning could probably not be smiling wider. This was so cool! It was like her first fan! Well, maybe not first, maybe she simply never stayed long enough for anyone to express their admiration or something, but, it at least felt like the first time. "I wish! I mean, at least not that I know of." Huh. Interesting thing to imagine, her (quite literally) running away from home when it turns out someone in her family is The Flash, or Kid Flash. No, it couldn't be, they were all way too stiff and serious and snobby. Unless that was just an act exactly for people to think that! Ugh, stop thinking in so many winds.

"As far as I can tell, my powers just came from nowhere one day," she added with a shrug. "I did kinda copy the style of their outfits though, it just made sense to do that because... well, because." Her reason mostly was something alike admiration and perhaps hoping to catch their attention to meet and maybe be able to learn from them - but that didn't matter. She felt good in her outfit, and it just seemed right to go along with the already established Speedsters instead of making her own thing.

[[ @castleofmuses ]]

"Thank you!" she said after taking the shot, coincidentally at the same time Lightning was saying thanks. She laughed. "Your name was Lightning, right?" she continued, not looking at the picture yet. "Are you related to the Kid Flash, by chance? Or The Flash Flash?"

Fulcrum, meanwhile, took a few steps away after the shot and adjusted his suit - making sure everything was still in place after the earlier incident. This was mostly to have something to do while he waited for Lightning, however. Even if they weren't actually a Team, he felt like it would be rude to just leave. Heck, had he even said 'thanks' to her after she'd cut him down?

[aurorawritestoescape]

HOT FOR YOU || Joel Miller x f!reader || 530 words

Tw: 18+ mdni, smut, face fucking, f!masturbation

A/n: this drabble, inspired by the pic above, is written for @toxicanonymity ‘s Manspreading Olympics. Love you, friend💖 hugs to @milla-frenchy for beta-ing😘 dividers by @saradika-graphics 💕

same couple - HEATWAVE collection || MASTERLIST

Joel and you are enjoying a light breeze in the backyard, trying to seek relief from a heatwave, and avoiding being inside your house that turned into an oven thanks to a broken AC.

“Joel.”

“Yeah?”

“Are you doing it on purpose?”

“What?”

“Showing off your cock?”

“No. What?” He’s blinking at you, brows furrowed with confusion.

“Then close your legs,” you nod at his shorts, not covering much because of his wide manspreading. “I can see your cock peeking out. It’s staring right at me.”

Joel looks down, shifting his thighs a little, but not closing them.

“Ain’t a big deal, baby," he scoffs. “It’s just a dick.”

“Yeah but I can’t just look at it and… not feel… you know�� stuff.”

“Ohh,” a smirk is tugging at his lips, “is my naughty girl getting all hot and bothered?”

“Unfortunately, yes. As if it’s not hot enough,” you complain, trying not to look at his dusty pink head.

Joel narrows his eyes, getting quiet, and you know it’s a bad sign. He’s scheming.

“Ya ain’t innocent yourself, missy. This tank top of yours? I can perfectly see your pretty tits and perky nipples. Ya understand how hot it is to watch your boobs jiggle when you move? and what about these shorts, huh? Fuckin’ tiny. I can easily imagine you not wearin’ them at all. Actually I’m imaginin’ it right now.”

His lustful gaze makes you sweat even more. Your chest starts heaving and you gush, squirming in your seat, listening to him talk about your body like that. Your wet pussy already aches.

“Yeah? and I can see your cock twitch.”

“Oh, really?” Joel’s brows shoot up as he adds, “Can you see it get hard, baby?”

You tilt your head, noticing the motion.

“Yeah, I can.”

You cross your legs, chasing any pressure on your needy cunt, and dart your tongue out to wet your lower lip.

Joel’s eyes turn a shade darker and he palms himself.

“You’ve made me hard, dirty girl. Wanna help me out and suck my cock?”

You swallow loudly as his sexy low voice and the filthy words send a new wave of arousal through your body.

“It’s too hot, Joel,” you whine, hating how horny he’s made you in this goddamn heat.

“Right… Then let me fuck your face, baby. Just sit on your knees for me and I’ll do all the work.”

Joel’s puppy eyes make you pliant and even more needy. He rubs his cock over the shorts and a low groan escapes his lips. Now you’re overflowing with desire.

Not saying anything you get up, peeling your sweaty thighs off the chair, and kneel between his legs. His bulge is huge and you place your hand on it and stoke the warm lump gently over the fabric. Joel growls and soon impatience takes over him. He gets up, tugs the waistband of his shorts down and his hard cock springs free in all its glory.

Joel cups your cheek, holding you in place, and slowly inserts his hot tip into your open mouth.

A minute later you’re nothing but a moaning, drooling mess. Keeping you steady with his big hands on your temples, Joel’s plunging his length into the heat of your throat, sliding in and out easily, while your quick fingers are working your puffy clit and you get off, sucking Joel’s juicy cock.

Thank you for reading! Please comment and reblog if you enjoyed the fic!❤️

same couple - HEATWAVE collection || Masterlist

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