#Dirty humor

[bobipineman]

[strikingchoice4731]

*Anna has a bad day*

Elsa:

[doodlesdreaming]

That, “I don’t take anything seriously.” sibling energy.

Heavily inspired by this short.

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Pop Goes The Weapon by Prophets Of Rage <3

[hazbinbossbrainrot]

Angel: Y’know what I just realised?

Husk: What?

Angel: You can’t spell Angel Dust without anus

Husk: You know what else you can’t spell without Angel Dust? *he leaned forward, pretty used to their choice of banter lately* Angst.

Angel: …

[meme-inator]

Fuck you, tf2 memes

[itzholly2]

Gangle's sick & tired of Jax's bs

[datguytoad]

[sarcasticswede71]

😳😂😂😂

[strikingchoice4731]

Are words really needed for this specific moment?

[sinc0]

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G̷l̷i̷t̷c̷h̷ ̷g̷i̷f̷s̷ ̷4̷ ̷l̷i̷f̷e̷,̷ ̷m̷o̷t̷h̷a̷t̷r̷u̷c̷k̷a̷z̷

𝗪𝗘𝗜𝗥𝗗 𝗜𝗦 𝝠 𝗖𝝝𝗠𝗣𝗟𝗜𝗠𝗘𝗡𝗧 / 𝗠𝝝𝝝𝗗 𝗕𝝝𝝠𝗥𝗗 /𝗦𝗘𝗫𝗗𝗥𝗨𝗚𝗦𝝠𝗡𝗗𝗦𝝝𝗖𝗞𝗦𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛𝗛𝝝𝗟𝗘𝗦 / 𝗙𝗟𝗨𝗙𝗙 𝗬𝝝𝗨, 𝗬𝝝𝗨 𝗙𝗟𝗨𝗙𝗙𝗜𝗡 𝗙𝗟𝗨𝗙𝗙 / 𝗣𝗨𝗡𝗞𝗦𝝠𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗗𝗘𝝠𝗗 ​/ 𝗡𝝝 𝗚𝝝𝗗𝗦 𝗡𝝝 𝗠𝝠𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗦 / 𝗜 𝗗𝝝𝗡’𝗧 𝗚𝗜𝗩𝗘 𝝠 𝗣𝗛𝗨𝗖𝗞 / 𝗘𝗡𝗘𝗥𝗚𝗬𝗦𝗨𝗖𝗞𝗘𝗥𝗭 𝗡𝝝𝗧 𝗪𝗘𝗟(𝗟) 𝗖𝗨𝗠 / 𝗙𝝝𝝝𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝝠𝗥𝝝𝗨𝗡𝗗 / 𝗘𝗘𝗞 𝗣𝗘𝝝𝗣𝗟𝗘 / 𝗚𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗖𝗛 𝝝𝗥 𝗗𝗜𝗘 / 𝗚𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗖𝗛 & 𝗖𝗥𝗬 / 𝗚𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗖𝗛 𝗠𝗬 𝗟𝗜𝗙𝗘

G̷U̷T̷Z̷ ̷b̷y̷ ̷W̷a̷r̷l̷o̷r̷d̷ ̷C̷o̷l̷o̷s̷s̷u̷s̷,̷ ̷T̷e̷d̷d̷y̷ ̷S̷l̷u̷g̷z̷ ̷ 🎧

[funnylust]

[almost-correct-kh]

*Sora and Riku are playing Twister*

Kairi: Right hand red.

Sora: *ends up on top of Riku*

Riku: You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?

Kairi: I stopped spinning like 15 minutes ago. Honestly, I'm surprised you didn't notice.

[skyler10fic]

Anesthesia Amory

Summary: Drugged up post-surgery Carol is thrilled to learn she is married to her crush.

Note: Feel free to headcanon whatever type of surgery is most personally meaningful to you. Hospital AU for @ficwip5k!

Read on Ao3

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Anesthesia was a bitch on Carol Danvers’ dignity. 

The post-op nurse eased her patient back into her clothes, careful to avoid her stitches, and asked, “What are you going to do when you heal up?” 

Carol sighed and slurred, “I’m going to finally ask out Daisy Johnson.”

“A crush, huh?” the nurse laughed. Patients coming back from anesthesia’s hold often confessed such secrets.

“She’s gorgeous. I love her so much. Kind and strong…” 

The nurse nodded as Carol praised Daisy’s many virtues.

A young woman walked in and asked, “How’s our girl doing?” 

“Coming around,” the nurse answered. “How are you related to the patient?”

“I’m her wife, Daisy.” 

The nurse giggled. “That news will make her day.” 

Carol perked up. “Daisy’s here? I love Daisy. SHHHH, don’t tell!” she stage whispered.

Daisy laughed. “I’m here to take you home, babe.” 

Carol turned to the nurse. “Daisy’s taking me home with her? Hell yeah. Let’s do this.” 

Carol started to take off her shirt, and Daisy stopped her. 

“Not yet,” Daisy promised. “When we get home, you can be as naked as you want.”

“I’m gonna get Daisy naked,” Carol said conspiratorially.  

“Sure, that is definitely going to happen.” Daisy’s amused sarcasm was apparent to the nurse, but not to the drugged-up Carol. 

“One day, I’m gonna marry Daisy.” 

“I could tell you you already have, but why spoil your excitement.” Daisy kissed Carol’s forehead and helped her into the waiting wheelchair. “There you go. I’ve already got your meds. Let’s get you home to our own bed, okay?” 

The nurse followed them out, holding doors when necessary, and teased, “Oh, now you’re just fishing for it.” 

Daisy and the nurse shared another laugh at Carol’s expense, while Carol pumped her fist in the air and addressed the receptionist at the release and checkout desk. “Yesss. Daisy’s taking me to bed. She’s soooo sexy. I love her.” 

The receptionist looked up at the woman pushing the wheelchair blushing bright pink. “I hope you’re Daisy?” 

“Yup,” she said with a resigned sigh and showed her ID, verifying her identity as Carol’s wife. “This one’s all mine. In sickness, in health, and all the delirium in between.”      

“I do!” Carol crowed and beamed up in pride, then took Daisy’s hand and kissed the back, earning several more giggles from those around her. 

Daisy wheeled her to the car and helped her in the passenger seat, handing the wheelchair off to the nurse. As soon as they were buckled in and comfy, Carol turned to Daisy but was already half-asleep again. “And we lived happily ever after. The end.” 

And with that, she was off to dreamland for the ride home. While she would not remember any of this later, Daisy took great pleasure in reminding her and teasing her about it for years to come. 

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