#GET FUCK'D

[plzu]

"if you wouldn't do it in the office, don't do it while working from home!" buddy if there was a stove in the office i'd be making eggs an hour into the workday, too. don't fuck with me.

[teatitty]

Shinsou asks Mic once what the best way to get used to using a voice quirk is and Mic is like "idk man I just talked a lot and got my voice box used to constant blabbering" and so over the weekend Shinsou does the same thing and when he comes into school next he has completely lost his voice and Hizashi is torn between laughing at him and being endeared

[benetnvsch]

love checking on ppl I hate and seeing that they're doing awful lmao

[classicintp]

you're a foul nasty bitch fr for wishing extinction on ants. ants are beautiful little critters, have you ever seen a colony resting together? cleaning themselves, each other, their babies, their queen like a family of tiny cats? carefully picking up their babies and placing them in just the right spot they'll get the perfect humidity and temperature? they're precious and you're an uncultured philistine

Beautiful or not, if all species of ants on this planet died simultaneously seconds after this post it wouldn't be soon enough

[uniquezombiedestiny]

AYYYY ya’ got it! Honestly, fair enough, I do enjoy doing techwear stuff .<.

I tried to not do my usual typing style lmao. I thought my rhythm gaming and many Reinhardt vagueposting was clear enough

i was actually basing a lot of my guesses off the typing style tbh. and i see the rhythm gameness now (and the reinhardtness [wouldve never expected it though])

i think the clock is what threw me off from you the most. like it totally changed the vibes of the first set

[loveharlow]

small blurb of theo finding out you slept with mattheo at some point, based on this hc of mine (i have never written for him before so lmk what you think)

+let me know if/how to improve the italian!!

toxic!theo, swearing, heavy name calling

"the fuck's going on out here?" mattheo grumbled, rubbing his eyes as he walked into the common room, being woken up by a choir of voices to find his friend group holding back a fuming theodore, whose eyes were glued to his equally furious girlfriend who was standing across the room.

"you, mate." blaise sighed, lips pulled into a thin line as he tugged theo back once more, draco and enzo not pulling their weight.

"it happened last year, theodore!" you yelled across the room, two of your own friends by your side. "we weren't even together! i didn't even really know who you were!"

"last year?!" he exclaimed, getting increasingly angrier. "that's when you and him became friends! do you think i'm fucking stupid?"

"you're acting like it-"

"tu, stronza bugiarda..." he scoffed, pushing his friends off of him as he paced on his feet, glaring at you.

"the fuck'd you just call me?" you asked, sadness diminishing as your anger multiplied, gently brushing your friends hands off of you and walking into the boy's space.

"i said you're a lying bitch-" he spat, leaning down from where he towered over you to get in your face.

"chiamami ancora stronza e lo scoperò di nuovo. questa volta nel tuo letto, stronzo." (call me a bitch again and I'll fuck him again. this time in your bed, asshole.)

"what're they saying?" enzo asked, panicked eyes going all across the room.

"i don't fucking know." draco shrugged, genuinely concerned.

"theo." mattheo tried to intervene. "she's not lying, it happened before you two even-"

"fuck off." theo spat at his best friend, mattheo simply rolling his eyes and flipping the boy off, heading back to his room.

"you don't have to be a dick to him." you said, eyes narrowing up at your boyfriend.

"or what?" theo asked, voice dangerously low. "you'll suck him off to make him feel better? hm?"

your eyes went back and forth between his eyes, seeing nothing but anger behind them. he wasn't going to hear you out, not tonight. he was seeing red and there was nothing that could wipe his vision clear.

"...fuck you." you hissed, turning on your heel and walking away, heading for the common room door, slamming it shut behind you as you left.

©loveharlow.

[whatthebodygraspsnot]

ian constantly on the lookout for stupid petnames to call mickey because he loves being silly and he loves annoying his husband.

kitten. baby boo. pumpkin pie. the list is endless and so is the fun, a couple of them ian uses so often that they start worming their way into his regular rotation, sticking without either of them realizing before it's too late. ("baby girl can you pass the smokes?" "what the fuck'd you just call him?" "why don't you mind your business lip - he ain't talkin' to you.")

of course mickey protests in the beginning - eye rolls, cursing, the whole shebang. but ian can tell he gets a silly little kick out of it too, which fuels his proverbial 'taking a mile' after being given an inch.

it's been a while since a new nickname has cropped up in the wild, so ian's itching for some fun. which is probably why it's so hard to fight his giddy smile when they both hear it on the tiktok, the girl's voice-over ushering in a brand new era for them. "making dinner for pookie after his twelve hour shift."

the beat that follows settles over them like a ton of bricks. something breaks in ian's space/time continuum as he tries like hell not to smile, especially as he feels mickey flick his eyes over to him. warning. unflinching.

"no," mickey declares. and then when ian attempts a look of innocence, "don't even fuckin' think about it."

"think about what?"

"don't gimme that shit." but there's a little tug at the corner of his mouth. "ian."

"i'm not thinkin' about anything, pumpkin." ian squeezes mickey's thigh for good measure, and then gets to his feet.

"where ya goin'?" mickey cranes his neck after him, clearly wary. this can't possibly be over so soon, he's probably thinking.

and he's right, of course. he always is when it comes to these things. "just gonna get a start on dinner." ian backtracks to leave a smooch on top of mickey's head, and then move to the kitchen. but not before trying it on for size for the first time, the pure joy bouncing around in his chest when he says it. "you stay here and look cute, okay pookie?"

he's just out of range of mickey's flail of retaliation. the protest, though, he hears loud and clear. even over his own giddy laughter. "motherfucker i'll show you pookie!"

damn, he hopes this one sticks.

[poorlydrawngamzee]

I don't want a lot for Christmas.

There is just one thing I need

I don't care about the presents underneath the Christmas tree

I just want it for my own

More than you could ever know

Make my wish come true

All I want for Christmas

Is to learn how to get such a sick fucking haircut like DAMN gamz how the fuck'd you get that

TC: So... WhAt ThE sHiT iS a ChRiStMaS, aNyWaYs?

[brewed-pangolin]

As it is printed in the ancient texts, if you are pro ai, you can royally 'Get Fuck'd'.

[daybr43ks-lam8]

you should be more weary of creatures you don't understand, goat. Emptiness will never be achieved then

Note to self: ADD EL TO LIST OF PEOPLE TO AVOID AT ALL COSTS. WHAT WAS THAT!

[mrsbarnesxxx]

Mockingbird

Prompt: You get kidnapped by hydra on a mission and Bucky has to comfort your daughter as he puts her to bed. Sam watches and is...slightly concerned.

TW: dark themes, implied violence/killing, fluff, Bucky as a dad (because I feel like that deserves a warning of its own), LANGUAGE!

Where is she? It's a day past when she was supposed to be back.

"Daddy?" Hailey says walking up to me with her blanket in hand. My face softens and I squat down to her level.

"Yes sweetheart?" I say.

"Wheres mommy?" She asks.

"Mommy's still out right now." I say trying to hide the flicker of pain and fear in my eyes.

"Is mommy okay?" She asks.

"Mommy's fine sweetheart. She just got a little bit lost." I say.

"Mommy's lost?" She asks upper lip trembling.

"Now hush little baby. Everythings gonna be alright. Stiffen that upper lip up little lady, I told ya. Daddy's here to hold ya through the night. I know mommy's not here right now, and we don't know why we feel how we feel inside. It may seem a little crazy, pretty baby, but I promise mama's gon' be alright." I say picking her up and holding her crying form to mine stoking her hair.

"And if you ask me to, daddy's gonna buy you a mockingbird. I'ma give you the world. I'ma buy a diamond ring for you, I'ma sing for you. I'll do anything for you to see you smile." I say sweetly before noticing she's asleep. I stand up and carry her to her bed. I stroke her hair one last time. Sam sneaks in to check on me unknown to me.

"And if that mockingbird don't sing, and that ring don't shine. I'ma break that birdie's neck. I'll go back to the jeweler who sold it to ya. And make him eat every carat. Don't fuck with dad."

I turn around to see Sam standing in the doorway with a shocked expression on his face.

"Fuck'd you expect? I'm the winter soldier after all." I say pushing past him pulling on my jacket. "Watch her, I'm going to get her mom back."

[iftadwascool]

GET FUCK'D DESTOROYAH

[rayclubs]

🤌

Get what the fuck'd idiot

[imaveryevilenby]

Huh? how the fuck'd I get here?

do you like cheeze?

can I give you cheeze?

you can give me cheeze and in exchange I will take your soul, how's that sound?

[oograths-pizza-and-chill]

Get fuck'd twitter and elon musk

Let's hope the toxic twitter users don't come here....

[todayisafridaynight]

This raw[-ish] translation of The Eye Scene left in the files--the only one of its kind, at that--is sooooooooooooooooooooooo [formatting/names added by me]

SAWASHIRO: [chuckling under his breath] The score's been settled? SAWASHIRO: [mocking] You redneck scumbags wouldn't know a real yakuza if one punched you in the face. [DS: lit. "You country scumbags will never become even insignificant yakuza"] OMI OFFICER: What!? OMI OFFICER: The fuck'd you just say!? ISHIODA: Hey, Sawashiro! SAWASHIRO: I don't need your cooperation to revive the Arakawa Family. SAWASHIRO: I'll just unite the rest of the Omi that had gathered here in the east. OMI OFFICER: You're out of line! OMI OFFICER: Arakawa fucked up, so now that's the captain's responsibility! OMI OFFICER: [reax] S-Stop! What are you doing!? SAWASHIRO: You know, I hate your kind of yakuza. SAWASHIRO: The kind that's all talk and could never start a war. SAWASHIRO: A few years ago you were kowtowing to the Tojo Clan. SAWASHIRO: Then you started bowing to Arakawa-san. SAWASHIRO: And now when he dies you think you can pull the senpai card and lecture me about being a yakuza? Huh!? SAWASHIRO: [reax] Talk all you want, but ultimately the yakuza rule through violence. SAWASHIRO: The weak must obey the strong. OMI OFFICER: H-Help me… SAWASHIRO: You guys need to quit bitching and just do what I tell you. SAWASHIRO: You dimwits! SAWASHIRO: I hope my new Tokyo Omi Alliance can count on your support… SAWASHIRO: …Senpai. ISHIODA: What gives you the right to do all this? SAWASHIRO: We haven't known each other for long, but you must have an idea of what kind of person I am. ISHIODA: Huh? Can't say I do. SAWASHIRO: Well, I'm not tolerant enough to just stay quiet when my boss gets killed. ISHIODA: What're you tryin' to say? SAWASHIRO: I don't know whether it was you… or some other Kansai punk… SAWASHIRO: …but I will come for whoever killed him. SAWASHIRO: Keep that in mind. ISHIODA: What are you talking about? ISHIODA: Ask any random thug and they'll tell you you killed him under Aoki's orders. ISHIODA: I'm sure you're tryin' to make up a reason to pick a fight with me… ISHIODA: …and use that to take control of the new organization, but that ain't gonna fly. SAWASHIRO: I'll give you until I can round up the stragglers in Tokyo. SAWASHIRO: Enjoy drinking your mother's milk until then. [DS: Look, I swear this sounds more intimidating/insulting in Japanese.]

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