#BINCH ME TOO THE FUCK

[mxwhore]

[caffelino]

guys. afaik it's not a bone thing. it's a joint thing. with proper training and stretching you can slav squat too. it's one if the most basic human poses (aka everyone should be able to do it barring injury or disability), and all that stopped you from doing it all these years is the sedentary lifestyle forced upon you by academia and capitalism.

go workout your legs little!

[picorimori]

the quizlet AI is giving me explanations for why things work certain ways and they keep on giving me "waiting in a busy line at the store" analogies

[mrfoox]

Playing the log dark to cope without cuddles again

[just--some--prompts]

Sentence/Conversation Starters:

Random things my friends and I have said over the years on Discord

── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

✦ — Person A: “Something on my face?” Person B: “Yeah it's called being too handsome, now stop it.”

✧ — "Two cups of chicken broth, two cups of heavy cream, and then add the lego's–"

✦ — Person A: -makes struggling noises- Person B: "Are you ok?" Person A: "Nope" Person B: "Ok then"

✧ — "Don't shoot me! I'm pleasantly thick!"

✦ — "You’re starting another cult. You bitch."

✧ — Person A: "I’m allergic to honey because I’m allergic to beeeeeeees." Person B: "That's… not how it works?"

✦ — "You were here, you were our side hoe!"

✧ — "The hetero's are upsetero."

✦ — "Why does he not have clothes!?"

✧ — Person A: "We're not clean in the eyes of God." Persona B: "You're not clean in the eyes of your bathtub. How can you be clean in the eyes of God?"

✦ — "Consent is hot when you're fucking my life"

✧ — Person A: "You tire me" Person B: "Then go to bed"

✦ — "You were so far in the closet you were finding Christmas presents from 4 years ago!"

✧ — "I want... to put a pop-tart in his mouth. Do you like smores'?"

✦ — "Life of crime? Naw. Life of shaking ass? Sure."

✧ — Person B: "You're the opposite of a friendly boy." Person A: "What's the opposite of a friendly boy?" Person B: "A bitch."

✦ — -takes a fighting stance- “I'm ready to bite yo ass"

✧ — "People not talking to me? Ideal."

✦ — "You are all a burden upon my shoulders"

✧ — Person C: “Ima eat yo fucking al dente ass ligaments u Italian deviant” Person B: “You're welcome to. End my meat lineage.”

✦ — "Lol, simping for some sleep"

✧ — "Cucked for a soft pillow"

✦ — "Get cucked consciousness"

✧ — Person A: -struggles to breathe- Person B: "Breathe" Person A: "Who needs air?" Person B: "You need air to survive." Person A: "Debatable…" Person B: ".......shut up"

✦ — "I like my men like I like my food...  Genetically modified."

✧ — “Bitch, you got crabs?”

✦ — Person A: “Suc-Fuck you!” Person B: “You were gonna say suck.” Person C: “You were gonna say suck,” -Person C leans in closer- “that’s kinda gay bro.”

✧ — Person A: "So what are y’all talkin about?" Person B: "Uh... we were talking about gender reveals but with spaghetti"

✦ — "It's a millennial thing innit? Eatin' ass?"

✧ — "I'd stuff my face with you."

✦ — “Screams in slut, what!?”

✧ — Persona A: “I’m not mad.” Person B: “Don’t lie.” Person A: “Shut your whore mouth!”

✦ — -hands slam down on table- "They’ve had sex together!!!!"

✧ — "Rip in shit, binch. Sloshed and forgotten."

✦ — “This is how I die. Tell people it was something cool and not spicy egg salad.”

✧ — Person B: "You don't eat your phalanges [Person A]. Rookie mistake."

✦ — "When the Campbell's chunky take chunk out of you."

✧ — "Excuse me, Ma'am, can you put down a wet floor sign? You're a bit of a hazard."

✦ — "My gamer arthritis is making it hard for me to hold my wife's hand"

✧ — "Is this roller camping? .............I'm gonna fuck your mom."

✦ — Person A: "I struggle with his emotions–" Person C: "So does he."

✧ — "I thought by ‘squirt’ you meant that the clowns had venom sacks."

✦ — "We learned our lesson, don't convert–"

✧ — "You fed me eggs, now the government can track my location!!!"

✦ — Person C: "Anyway, back to the topic at hand–" Person B: "God, I wish his throat was under my hand–what?"

[dear-mrs-otome]

Would you please share crumbs of Jude's event? 👉👈

Yeah yeah! This goes for my other anon who was asking too...I won't go into any detail because I'm positive someone out there will do a much better job of translating but here's the super quick and dirty version, literally just copying what I was screeching to friends. see what i did there

Basically, Kate gets herself accidentally drugged shielding some woman when she and Jude are on a mission dealing with human traffickers, and she's high as fuck on this aphrodisiac stuff, just no brain cells left only horknee. Roger says she's just gotta wait it out and that someone should keep an eye on her overnight to make sure no bad side effects happen, and of course he volunteers.

Jude: he's just gonna try and get a piece -.-

Roger's like AS WOULD ANY OF US HERE and Jude's level of legit out loud just saying I'M SURROUNDED BY THE DREGS OF SOCIETY had me rolling.

Anyway, much to his surprise Kate picks him to be her monitor and he eventually gets exasperated with her not even being able to walk right, he's like I'm not standing here all night holding you up binch. You'll feel better if you just come, so here's my hand - go wild rubbing yourself on some fingers to get off.

He keeps giving her shit about her being pitiful and stuff but he never touches her anywhere else and only over her clothes as she comes a couple of times, and Kate finally implies that's why she picked him, because she knew he'd never take advantage of someone in her state. Jude teases her about how convenient it is to be able to blame all this sluttery on the drugs but he gets very serious (SOFT FACE ALERT) and tells her he's just yanking her chain - he knows she's not the sort of girl to give herself away so easily.

It's hilarious but also weirdly gentlemanly, and he helps her mentally get through it by commiserating with her rage that some guy is out there manufacturing this horrible stuff and putting women through what she's suffering through, and he basically says hang in there and after this is over how about you and I make sure we track down that fucker and give him hell 😈

There's a pretty amusing scene after the night ends, some time later when they HAVE caught the guy, and Kate's celebrating. Jude's confiscated all the aphrodisiac and taken over the supply lines, and Kate asks what he's gonna do with it, and he tells her he's gonna sell it. She's like WHAT but he very logically explains that if he doesn't, someone else will step up to make something possibly even worse, so he'll dilute it and control distribution safely (ostensibly to hopefully keep it safer) ((Jude for legalized marijuana amirite))

But then the shithead offers to sell her some with a sly grin and Kate's just difjfjfjdjd No NO THANK YOU

Jude: you sure? You SEEMED like you were enjoying yourself ;) leaving Kate just -.- And then he's basically like, eh i wouldn't mind being with you I guess your O face ain't so bad and poor Kate is left kind of like he's joking right? RIGHT? because if he isn't god help me and my poor heart

ANYWAYS...like I said, it was all kind of very twistedly chivalrous, and it really reinforced again that Jude's a dick but an equal opportunity one, he's never a dick to Kate because she's a woman. He drinks his respect juice, especially for exploited ladies it seems, even if he shows it strangely at times.

[chelseeebe]

and you’re a liar.

summary: how do two people who are so clearly wrong for each other navigate through their turbulent relationship? both constantly striving to one up the other with their antics, who will crack first?

a/n: so this is very loosely based on the 1975’s - you, i am literally obsessed but i love a little bit of toxicity so this is the manifestation of that lol ik u binches love fluffiness so do not expect that reading forward

i rlly rlly want to do like a the 1975 song series with just short little pieces based on a few of their songs! idk i saw them last week and have been completely obsessed since

!!! toxic!reader and toxic!steve, mentions of slight infidelity and just steve being an asshole i suppose !!! no use of y/n

your relationship with steve was chaotic, everybody knew that.

two people who were so perfect for each other yet should never ever be in a relationship with one another.

and when it was good, it was good.

but christ, when it was bad, it was hell on earth and not just for you two but everybody else around you too.

this particular fight had started at a party, when a girl you don’t really remember walked up to steve, disregarding you and flinging her arms around his neck.

it wasn’t exactly uncommon, he was a popular guy, he knew many people you didn’t. but you clocked the way his hands lingered on her waist, how he grinned down at her, licking his disgustingly soft lips and the way she peered back at him, fluttering her lashes.

you were off, it was like a fuse had sparked in your stomach and you were on the war path, looking for the first person to give you attention like that.

not really paying attention to whoever you grabbed, just intent on finding anyone that would rile steve up.

it’s unfortunate that the first person had to be billy hargrove, taking his leather clad arm into your hand and pulling him to the centre of the room, making him dance along to the pop beat blaring from the speaker.

it’s not long before his hands begin to roam, finding his large palms moving around the soft skin on your back, creeping underneath your shirt.

you don’t reciprocate of course, still dancing to the music, albeit moving slightly closer to him.

he nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck and you throw your head back, not really an invitation but if that’s how he saw it, then what could you do?

you’re jolted away from the curly-haired boy, his fingers still desperately trying to hold onto your skin.

it’s steve, obviously, his hand gripping your wrist and the same stern look you’d become accustomed to painted across his face.

‘i think it’s time to go, yeah?’ he drags you across the room, although not really as you’re willingly following him out, a smug smirk on your mouth as party goers look on.

‘get off of me!’ you pull your arm away when you’re outside of the large house.

‘what the fuck was that?’ he shouts, storming over to his car.

‘what the fuck was what? dancing? is that a crime now?’ you scream back, standing on the lawn in defiance.

‘don’t play dumb with me, not tonight,’ he unlocks the car, glaring over at you.

‘i’m not,’ you pout, jutting your bottom lip out, your stance was not that difference to the one of a toddler having a tantrum.

he opens the passenger door, hanging onto the metal, ‘are you coming or not?’

you walk over to the car, not once breaking your stare as you slide into the seat and he slams the door shut.

he huffs as he gets into his side, ‘you’re fucked, do you know that?’ but he doesn’t start the car, instead turning to face you.

‘oh, because i was dancing? you’re fucked, who the fuck was that you were drooling all over?’ you sit forward, pleased that you had got exactly what you wanted.

he scoffs, ‘don’t tell me you did all of that because of her?’ his eyes are dark, practically snarling at you.

‘i’m so sorry i don’t want to watch my boyfriend eye-fucking some other girl,’ you had got him to bite, perfectly.

he smiles, but it’s not exactly a happy smile, ‘you are fucking crazy, you let that asshole touch all over you because i looked at someone,’ he inches closer.

‘i’ll show you fucking crazy if that’s what you want,’ your heart is pounding, there was just something about knowing that steve was this pent up over you that just drove you nuts.

he couldn’t resist it either, though he hated how you’d choose to get this point, he still undeniably loved it. and the fact that it was billy only intensified the fire.

his eyes flicker down to your lips, losing the smile from his face rather quickly, ‘yeah? i’d love to fucking see it.’

‘i’ll go back in there right now, don’t try me,’ you lean closer, inches away from his face as his eyes stare back at yours, pupils blown out in either anger or lust.

‘go then, i dare you,’ he remarks, biting down on his bottom lip.

‘fuck you,’ you spit back, breath staggering at the intensity.

it’s enough for steve, his hand flies up to your cheek as he crashes his lips to yours, his hand holding your head steady.

your hands find his hair, pushing your body against his as his thumb finds your chin.

he pulls back, panting at the heat of the moment, ‘yeah, i didn’t think so,’ he mumbles, smirking at you.

‘mhm, don’t push me,’ you remark.

there was no way you were ever going to actually go back in there, you didn’t care for billy or anyone else for that matter, getting steve to this point was the important part.

‘you don’t have to be a little slut to get my attention, you know?’ he says, still gripping onto your cheek.

‘hmph, then maybe you shouldn’t be a whore in the first place,’ you reply, a smirk creeping up your face.

he pulls back, finally starting the car, ‘try harder next time, didn’t really do it for me.’

you roll your eyes and sit back in your seat.

earnestly waiting for the next opportunity to make him eat his words.

-

you and steve had, maybe quite stupidly, moved in together very early on into your relationship.

his lease was ending and you were already looking for apartments, so why not just kill two birds with one stone? paying half for one room seemed like the best idea.

besides, his friends were your friends and vice versa, the girls had been enthusiastic about the idea of having ‘a man’ in the house.

it worked sometimes, but when you two were at each others throats, it was honestly unbearable. and the fact they were then going to have to listen to hours of obnoxious, really quite aggressive, make up sex made it worse.

you sit cross-legged on your bed, steve laid down shirtless next to you, hogging the joint.

‘are you gonna actually share that?’ you remark, looking down at him.

he reluctantly hands it over, not without one last pull, ‘rollers rights, babe.’

you roll your eyes, toking on the badly rolled joint, ‘yeah whatever that means.’

his hand rubs along your exposed thigh, ‘are we going tonight, or not?’

you exhale, ‘yeah, i think we should,’ nodding.

‘alright, fine by me,’ his fingers begin to play with the hem of his your t-shirt.

‘i hope your little girlfriend’s there again, who was she anyway?’ you ask, taking slow tokes of the joint.

‘who? oh my god,’ he realises who you’re speaking about, ‘she’s just some girl i fucked, she’s obsessed.’

you glare at him, neither of you were exactly celibate before finding each other, but it still irritated you nonetheless.

‘when? she seemed pretty comfortable just walking up and touching on you,’ you hold the joint out to him, except slightly out of reach, only to be rewarded after his answer.

‘fuck sake i don’t know.. september? why’s it matter?’ he reaches out but you pull your hand away.

‘september? are you joking?’

‘no?’

‘when in september?’ you sit up straight, brows furrowed.

‘i don’t know.. jesus christ why do you care?’ his hand stops wandering your thigh.

‘oh i don’t know steve.. maybe because you were with me in september?’ you frown at him, had he really just admitted to cheating on you with his own stupidity.

‘no- fuck, it was before we were together, like early september,’ he sits up slightly, now eye-level with you.

‘oh so you what, you were choosing between me and her? a little trial run before you committed?’ you snark back, the joint had burnt out at this point so you stub it out fully into the ashtray.

‘what the fuck? no, it was a fucking stupid hookup.. i don’t even remember,’ he scowls at you, eager for another round of dramatics.

‘so you fucked her once and now she’s obsessed with you? got it,’ you nod sarcastically.

‘yes! oh my god, this is so stupid, you’re my girlfriend aren’t you? is that not good enough?’

you scoff, ‘get fucked, you can go to this stupid little party on your own.. i hope she’s there to wipe your tears,’ you shift away from him.

‘you are insane,’ he stands from the bed, angrily grabbing a shirt and sliding it on.

you look down at your lap, stern faced.

‘come and find me when you’re done with whatever the fuck this is,’ he gestures around the room, exasperated.

‘don’t come back here tonight, i don’t want to see you.’

he lets out a breathy, sarcastic laugh before walking out, slamming the door shut.

this was the first time you actually weren’t playing a game. your boyfriend had genuinely just admitted to sleeping with someone else while you two were either in a relationship or at the very least exclusively dating, and he couldn’t see the problem with that.

the image of him smirking down at her, his hand resting on her waist and those sickening eyes just watching her face, flash through your head.

and now your reaction didn’t seem so over exaggerated, in fact, you’re mad you didn’t do more.

-

steve creeps through the door at some point after midnight, much earlier and a lot less drunker than you had expected.

he removes his shirt, throwing it back onto it’s rightful place on the floor.

you don’t move, keeping your eyes shut as the mattress dips and he climbs in.

it was quite obvious that you weren’t actually asleep, but you were hoping that he would either not notice or just not want to talk.

‘i know you’re not asleep,’ he mumbles, moving closer and pressing his bare chest against your back.

you don’t respond, trying to keep your breath steady after his unexpected touch.

‘you’re still mad?’ his hand slowly slides up your arm, nuzzling his face into the back of your neck.

he smells of cigarettes and booze, it’s intoxicating and your heart pounds in your chest.

‘you stink, get off of me,’ you say, it comes out in a whisper.

you can feel his grin on your neck, his lips pressing into your soldier, leaving a soft kiss.

‘you’re such a bad liar,’ he smirks, inhaling into your skin.

‘i told you not to come back,’ you’re trying not to soften at his touch but almost instinctively you curl into him.

‘yeah unfortunately i live here too,’ he jokes, his large hand sliding down your arm and onto your waist.

it makes you shiver and you clear your throat in an attempt to distract him from the fact his touch could instantaneously make you crumble.

‘i’m sorry, okay?’ he mutters under his breath, even he knows he’d done wrong.

‘i don’t accept your apology,’ you reply, keeping your eyes pressed shut.

he moves closer, his hips now flush with your ass as his fingers begin to dig into the flesh of your waist.

it’s an automatic response to curve the base of your spine, pushing out against him.

‘no?’ he smiles smugly, beginning to rock his hips back and forth.

you don’t even try to suppress the moan that escapes your mouth, pressing your thighs together at the arousal in your core.

‘no,’ you breathlessly reply.

his hand finds it’s way to the small pair of shorts you had on, fingers teasing their way past the waist band and onto your thigh.

he taps his hand to gesture for you to lift your leg and you oblige, his smirk was not the only thing you could feel growing against your back.

his fingers move down between your already soaked lips, ‘why are you so wet then?’

they slowly begin to move, obviously avoiding the one sweet spot you were begging him to touch.

‘shut.. up..’ you mumble, face pressed into the pillow as your hand wraps around his forearm, nudging him to actually touch you.

he does as you wish, circling around your sensitive clit with his middle and forefinger.

you let out a sigh, finally getting what you had longed for. further pushing your ass against his erection, moving your hips with his fingers.

this elicits a reaction from him, groaning into your hair. the grip on your waist tightens in an attempt to stop you from moving.

‘i’m gonna fuckin’ come in my pants if you’re not careful,’ he growls, now grinding back against you.

you pant in response, finger nails imprinted into his arm, ‘hurry up then.’

his fingers stop, leaving your clit and immediately tugging down your shorts.

he wriggles out of his jeans, pulling his boxers around his thighs, not enough time to care about taking them off properly.

the hand that was previously down your shorts now rests on your hip, pulling your closer before hooking around your thigh, holding your leg in the air.

he grunts as he slides into your soaked entrance and your head falls back, mouth wide as his other hand snakes under your body, wrapping around your now exposed neck.

‘fuck,’ you sigh, tightening your grip on his arm as he begins to move inside of you, hips slamming against your ass.

he mumbles some incoherent curse words, moving slowly but steadily, reaching the spongy spot as the back of your head rests against his shoulder.

‘i knew.. uhh, i knew you’d forgive me,’ he moans against your neck, leaving sloppy kisses in the wake of his words.

the room fills with the sound of his skin colliding with yours, your wetness and the ever-so-slight rhythmic knocking of your headboard against the wall.

his fingers squeeze your throat, causing you to exclaim, ‘steve.. shit,’ you manage to get out as your legs begin to tremble.

‘yeah? you gonna come for me?’ he whines, beginning to falter as he fast approaches his own climax.

you let out a small, desperate noise as he continues to pound into you.

‘huh?’ he reiterates, loosening the grip on your neck.

your legs shake as you feel the overwhelming sense of pleasure overcoming your body, walls clenching around him, sure you were drawing blood from your grip on his arm.

his name repeatedly tumbles out of your mouth as you writhe around him, shaking as you ride out your high, rutting back against his last few pumps.

his fingers claw at the shirt around your neck, grunting as he slams into you, releasing himself into you, his head thrown back, unashamed of his loud moans.

he pulls out, gasping for air as his arms cradle your waist, his wet forehead pressed against the nape of your neck.

you attempt to catch your breath, finally releasing your hold on his arm and relaxing into his hold and kicking your legs to rid them of your discarded underwear.

‘i still don’t forgive you,’ you murmur, pulling the blanket over your bodies.

‘i don’t believe you,’ he utters, inhaling deeply into your skin.

you pout, although it’s useless, ‘i really am mad this time, steve.’

he sighs softly, ‘i know.. i’m sorry, alright?’ he brushes your hair around your shoulder, his lips pucker, leaving a small wet kiss to the now exposed skin.

‘mhm, do it again and i’ll break your jaw,’ you threaten him.

your heart still aches at the distrust but there’s a small part of you that knows that you truly would never be able to let him go, no matter what he did.

he was exhilarating and you were addicted to him, to the feeling he gave you. longing for him when he wasn’t there and wanting to kill him when he was.

‘that’s kinda hot, to be honest,’ he smirks, shimmying his jeans off and pulling you closer.

‘how was the party?’ you question, not really interested but asking anyway.

‘hmm, it was boring without you there.. there was no one trying to make me jealous all night,’ he answers, tangling his legs with yours.

you giggle, closing your eyes and settling into the bed, ‘you just wait.’

eventually falling asleep as his fingers trace along the length of your body.

[finchesslingshott]

Attempt — An Angst/Comfort Binch Oneshot !!TW: ATTEPTED SEWERSLIDE!!

WC: 487

Finch teetered on the edge of the bridge, the metal rods below him too small for his entire foot to rest on it. His arm was wrapped around the vertical beam beside him. His hat was off, stuffed into his pocket — the same pocket he’d pulled the note out of earlier.

Benny, 

I’m sorry. I really, really am. I thought I could do it. I thought I could hack it, but I can't anymore. Not like this.

I love you, Benjamin Barrett Davenport. I love you more than anything in this world. I love you like the sun loves the stars, the ocean loves the moon, and all those other sappy phrases said in poems. You're one of the most amazing people I’ve ever met — funny, genuine, caring, kind, intelligent, and so many other things. I don’t think I could ever love anyone more.

That’s why I’m letting you go. I’m letting you free. I don't want you to have to suffer on my behalf, because you don't deserve that. You don't deserve having to help me with breakdowns, listen to my rants, comfort me after nightmares. 

You deserve so much more. Please know that.

Tell Race this isn’t his fault, please. I know he’ll think it is. Tell Davey he can go far in this world, if he just believes in himself. Tell Mush to never stop being so loving, that he deserves the entire world. 

This isn’t your fault either. Know that. It’s all me.

I’m sorry again, just know this is for the better. For both of us.

I love you, angel. I’ll always be close.

♡, your birdie

Finch had every letter of that note memorized. And he hated that he did.

The wind was rushing around him, blowing his hair around. He let out a shaky breath, looking down. Jeez, that was a long way down.

He took another breath, closing his eyes as he let it out. He kept his eyes closed as he lifted his right foot, dangling it out over the edge. 

Someone grabbed his elbow, tugging him back off of the ledge. He stumbled, letting out a yelp of surprise as he was pulled back onto the solid ground of the sidewalk of the bridge. He started to protest, but the familiar scent of coffee, clean linens, and vanilla stopped him in his tracks. He looked up as the mysterious person cupped his face in his hands, forcing Finch to look up. He met electric blue eyes, overflowing with tears. Finch recognised those eyes, loved those eyes with everything in him.

“Angel…?”

“Don’t you ever fucking do that again,” Buttons whispered, his voice cracking as he held Finch’s face in his trembling hands.

Finch crumpled, letting Buttons pull him into his arms, the two sobbing together.

“I’m sorry.”

“You better be.”

“I don't know what I was thinking, Benji.”

“I know.”

“I love you.”

“I love you more.”

[baenyth]

Bethany's Bizarre Miraculous Reviews Episode 5-24: The Beginning of the End: NIGHTMARE NIGHTMARE NIGHTMARE NIGHTMARE NIGHTMARE

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Why does Marinette's voice sound so deep in the intro, now that I think about it? Why specifically this season? Because it's season 5?

Well, at least the show's not hypocritical about calling the news forcing couples bad.

Deepfakes

Oh, right. this. Feligami is like breaking up with Mega Man only to start dating Mega Man?, who is a different character from Mega Man that appeared in Powered-Up and is essentially just Mega Man but an evil binch. He's prevalent in 8-bit deathmatch.

"Fuck it! I'm revealing my identity to Marinette!"

Oh right. This. You think they'd celebrate Chloe's Public Execution the same way? Now I'm getting into watching people suffer.

Spotlight

Oh hey. Kagami knows Ladybug's identity! Awesome! Not awesome that she's sharing it with Mr. Genocide over here, though.

Wait, she knows Ladybug's identity as well but was akumatized twice and Hawkmoth didn't notice. Damnit, there's no excuse for sending Luka to Brazil now!

Warped-ahh voice

Eh. Close enough for me. Now do the other two.

The White Rabbit

Why does she look so much more dying now?

Here it comes!

That's it? That's the nightmares? A single image? And the character who's all about the plight of being seen now has the worst nightmare of her supposed father breaking a guitar? Rose's was pretty immature, too.

Baby doll

Tired of his dad's shit

Oh boy. Gabriel-Marinette parallels. This relationship is doomed.

Cowboy-ass mf

Cool motive. Still working with a terrorist supervillain and committing genocide.

Welp, there goes Felix's integrity.

Couldn't he call Ladybug for a quick Lucky Charm and big bang?

Oh. Nevermind.

Oh. Double nevermind.

The foosball dungeon

Yep, I'm undergoing my villain arc. Anyone have any fics that simultaneously show how horrendous Adrienette would be and gives Felix plenty of consequences for his actions or am I just going to have to imagine having my own villain arc where I become something inbetween the Toymaker and Bill Cipher and be a silly whimsical creature that loves to play games while also being a sinister dealmaker that might remove your eyes if you lose my quiz show and mess with reality even without the Two Miraculouses?

[operationslipperypuppet]

“then i will be the correct version of myself” binch what the FUCK. that’s too painful for me to compute no thank you

[dukeoftheblackstar]

II. Cheese! by scent.2002 || Meta

Elias Aisenworth x Duchess (oc)

I. Watermelon Sugar

I am deliriously unwell for Elias right now. This show is single-handedly addressing past trauma, mommy/daddy issues, boundary issues, and love problems? The sheer amount of rizz this awkward green thumb daddy is IN-FUCKING-SANE.

I love him. I do. I love at part with Plo Koon. I want them to have tea. Want Plo to be teach him things. Want him to make Plo mind blown over mage stuff.

But of course, I still want him to chomp neck off and crush me to bits. THERE IS SO MUCH HEALING HAPPENING IN THIS BINCH, OH MY GOD.

Shamelessly making my oc his apprentice too. And we making him giddy!

Tagging bone-green thumb daddy besties @eyecandyeoz @justalittletomato let's gooo:

[the-scungles-of-crungles]

Binch

[kaylor]

can you please elaborate on why new album covers suck I need your thoughts especially 1989

most of her covers suck! here's an itemized list

ttpd: boring! there's no depth. the white frame has no texture so it looks flat and cheap. the sexiness is undermined by her period panties and how she looks like she got cramps. i like the serif font but stylistically why not just go with a typewriter font, or even better an actual typewritten title.

midnights: the half frame is so bad. the font sucks. the track list is a whole mess. the picture is cool but then she hit us with all those sultry binch looks from the rest of the shoot and it's like. right. zero taste.

1989 tv: the half hearted frame looks naff, the hair looks stupid, the logo is .. there. it's just so messy and busy and the beach rebrand does not do it for me.

speak now tv: it's literally just a picture of her. and that bit of hair annoys me. it's just flavourless and that dress is so ugly.

red tv: it's literally just a picture of her. i see the vision in trying to recapture the vibe of the original but it doesn't succeed at all. the crop is odd. there's nothing going on but somehow there is too much drawing focus.

fearless tv: do i even need to explain this one

evermore: just a little boring!!!! i like the idea behind the ruckenfigur like that's always dope! like she's eschewing the personal aspect of this album, she doesn't want to be involved. i just think it could have been executed a little better, zoom out a little more. it doesn't quite seem to know what it wants to do.

lover: genuinely this one has it all. bad crop job on a bad picture. if you're going for a big pink glittery font then make it BIGGER. commit to it!!!! it's just a fucking mess.

reputation: she could have done something so cool but my god she did not. it's not a good picture. i don't think the half and half newspaper print is super effective. it looks decidedly unsexy and awkward. not her best.

red: it's fine? i love the big font for the title. it's very of its time. the boho hipster vibe of 2012 was it and she leant into it!! it's also just not super interesting beyond looking more mature/grown up relative to her other covers.

speak now, fearless, and debut: my babies all suffer from being products of their time but i love them so i have nothing else to say about it. they're perfect for what they are.... they are so tacky and girly god bless. they're not good covers but i will protect them with my life. her trademark curls will live forever in my heart idgaf

[gojonanami]

infects you with a different thought that consumes me; happy end au also suguru is there but he's not the focus this time

its choso time

reader is a teacher at juju high and they have a situationship with choso ( he's sorting thru his feelings about yuki and reader is just hopeless for him and they bang and keep banging )

and turns out this binch is pregnant, she isn't against it and choso is in a daze but pleasantly happy about the idea of bringing a new life into the world; they end up inviting yuuji to a diner to tell him the news

it goes awkwardly with hits as

"so, ive always likes your brother"

"yeah aniki is great!" ( cue choso trying not to cry as his little brother praises him )

eventually it's too awkward to gently break the news so she gets blunt about it

"yuuji, i think your brother is fucking hot. your sensei banged your brother. And now," she slams a pregnancy test on the table "youre uncle"

yuuji loses his mind over this concept. HES UNCLE?????

anyway, the couple is very awkward about their situationship but they decide to raise the child??? Choso is largely worried about being a parent because of his fundamentally awful childhood and over the course of the pregnancy he falls for the reader as she soothes his worries and they work hard to prepare for their child as Japan repairs itself from the defeat of sukuna

And when the child is born, she shows the child with pride and he clasps one of her hands in his own and, blushing, he's all like LETS GET MARRIED

( another favorite insane headcanon of mine is choso's mother created an omamori for him and each of his siblings. And, by some mercy or pity, Kenjaku attached them to the bottom of their containers, so this is a very precious item to him. Imaging he lost it in battle, and reader finds it and that just, charms him so much that they were keeping it safe and returned it to him with a dazzling smile on their face )

mina, stop giving me ideas I desperately want to write 😭😭😭 sorry yuji being oblivious is one of my favorite things 🥹💕

but choso’s guilt is so real — he would worry they would face the same prejudice as him and his brothers and if it’s even right for him to have a family after everything’s he’s done in the past.

also that’s omamori thing is so so cute — and I can imagine that kenjaku just left it there because he didn’t care but choso kept his and his siblings to keep them safe — and keep a part of them with him 🥹😭

god your mind is incredible 😭😭😭

[ottisbuns]

why do you dislike warm hearted woodsman?

Ok look listen this is gonna get long because I have feeling on this asshole I have Warm Hearted Woodsman in the Welfare Department of my facility and I HATE HIM SOSO MUCH he is BY FAR the worst Abnormality I have in the WHOLE FACILITY, and I have SILENT ORCHESTRA in there

Let us compare him to a different Abnormality who lives in my facility who is very similar but I dislike infinitely less

The Scarecrow Stealing My Eyedbarls You see, with the Scarecrow Stealing My Sightballs I have a very simple containment procedure, which is that I recruit a guy with 1 prudence, max Temperance and just 3 in Justice and Fortitude as is standard. I also have the Portrait of Another World in the same department as Scarecrow Stealing My Lookorbs, so I generally have the agent equip that just as a safety measure with their low Prudence

Now, due to having such a high Temperance, this boyo can safely work with nearly ANY abnormality in the upper layers that don't have a special condition about what stats the Employee can have (I.E. they can't work with Spider Bud), so I don't just have an employee who is around ONLY to work on Scarecrow Stealing My Visionspheres

AND CRUCIALLY, MORE IMPORTANT THAN ALL OF THIS, is that if I have a boy with too much Prudence work on Scarecrow, IT BREACHES, which means all I have to do is beat it the fuck up, which isn't that difficult because it's just Scarecrow all he does is walk around and slap people. Very nice. I don't even NEED a specialized agent for it, it just makes it easier.

NOW WARM-HEARTED WOODSMAN ON THE OTHER HAND

This ABSOLUTELY BITCHIN BASTARD of an Abnormality requires you to have LOW TEMPERANCE to work on him, which means LOW WORK SUCCESS CHANCE. AT THE SAME TIME, if you get a BAD RESULT he ALSO breaches, and you are MORE LIKELY to get a bad result because YOU NEED TO HAVE LOW TEMPERANCE TO WORK ON HIS ASS, and crucially, the fact that the agent's temperance is low means THEY CAN'T WORK ON OTHER ABNORMALITIES, meaning whoever I have to work on WHWM can ONLY work on that fucker

But the ABSOLUTE WORST PART is that this ABSOLUTE FUCKER OF AN ABNORMALITY

DOES. NOT. BREACH.

IF WHEN SOMEONE WITH THREE OR HIGHER TEMPERANCE WORKED ON HIM HE JUST SAUNTERED OUT OF HIS LITTLE CELL I WOULDN'T HATE HIM NEARLY AS MUCH BECAUSE I COULD JUST HAVE SOME GUY WITH GOOD GEAR STATIONED THERE TO BEAT HIM UP AND IT'D BE FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE

BUT NO

INSTEAD WHEN HIS COUNTER REACHES ZERO, THE NEXT TIME SOMEONE ENTERS HIS CELL HE JUST FUCKING EXECUTES THEM AND THEN BREACHES

AND HE CAN STILL SUFFER FROM FUCKING MELTDOWNS WHEN HE IS AT COUNTER 0

which normally isn't a problem because I just like ignore the Meltdown oh boo hoo I lost some energy and your Counter became 0? It was already zero you bastard

BUT THEN

WHWM AND BINAH ARE IN FUCKING KAHOOTS!

KAHOOTS I FUCKING TELL YOU!

SO NOW WITH BINAH'S CORE SUPPRESSION I AM FORCED TO WORK ON HIS ASS, MOST LIKELY SEVERAL TIMES SINCE THERE ARE THRE EEEE PHASES AND EACH HAS THEIR OWN MELTDOWNS THAT FUCK ME IN A FRESH NEW WAY

SO I HAVE TO HAVE A SPECIFIC AGENT THAT CAN ONLY WORK ON THIS BASTARD STATIONED IN THE WELFARE DEPARTMENT WHO HAS NO OTHER USE SIMPLY BECAUSE THIS ONE FUCKING BINCH SUCKS SO BAD

I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate

[arttrampbelle]

Sorry honey.

I love the real shang tsung. Not tumblr tik tokker weak ass(tm) shang tsung that is mk(1)2023/mk12 shang

Sorry hon i dont do imitators 💅🏻💖🔪🔥

We all know who the real shangs are here.

Y'all can't appreciate him older,not looking like some boyband twink(no offense but yeah it's not that i dont care for a young shang,the idea is interesting. Its just y'all really fucking gross about it. Half of these people who do this are k pop fans and anime weeb blogs 😬. Not even ones who play mk or even write stuff for mk. It's just weird.). Y'all can't appreciate him as he is?! Like he has to look uwu pretty tm for you to like him?! Like wtf?!

Not to mention the new guy is just trying too hard to imitate tagawa. And instead of like artt butler,bruce Locke,and even a few other VA adding their own flavor to the character while still keeping it feel like shang tsung. They are not imitating cary hiroyuki tagawa.

But this new guy alan lee is trying too fucking hard. He's on the same lvl of try hard as chin han. No offense to these actors im sure in other work they are fine. But....they try too fucking hard as shang tsung. You cant do that.

It feels fake,forced,and not flowing naturally.

It feels like one big fucking joke.

Sorry not sorry. Tagawa IS SHANG TSUNG. you can't hold a candle to that man.

And futhermore. To speak the cold hard truth. I hatee to break this to y'all. But.

Y'all never appreciated tagawa's performance.

And unfortunately only few people on here can appreciate the series let alone the character.

We didn't deserve tagawa coming back.

We really didn't.

NRS fucked up a good thing. Point blank.

Im glad he reprised his role. But im also sad because none of you truly appreciated it. (Maybe a few. But thats a really really small few mutuals of mine)

😔

But hey we all can kollectively ignore canon. Because nrs threw that out the window. So my verse is canon now. So.

Nah my shang aint a weak prissy bitch baby like mk12 shang.

He will finish you flawlessly without even a sweat from his brow. He won't hesitate to correct a binch.

But that's besides the point.

Y'all once again. I will never forgive nrs. And never ever write for the new game/mk12 shang tsung. Every time in the shang tag i see anything to do with mk12 shang. Blocked. Idc.

Anyways vent over. Gonna write stuff that actually makes me happy.