#GOD FUCKING DAMMNIT

[sanguineposhrat]

Damnnnn. They will corrupt the land twice.

[teainthedust]

Lost my wallet, lost my campus ID, had to freeze all my cards and I my drivers license was in the goddamn thing. Successfully loosing my mind. Hoping I don't need to call the actual police about it either

[t0ast-ghost]

I found this pin of him and- god I hate him so much I cannot express what- AAA

Sarek is such a bitch. I hate him so much. If there’s only one person who hates him, it’s me. HES THE WORST.

[brakish-tea]

I don't think the blood in my body is circulating properly right now and my phone mic doesn't work so unless I wish to go to the hospital (doubtful) there is jack shit I will be doing about it.

[aleclightofmylifewoodbane]

I HUST REALIZED I NEVER TURNED IN MY FUCKING CHEM ASSIGNMENT GOD FUCKING DAMMNIT ??? DUE AT MIDNIGHT IVE HAD IT DONE SINCE LAST WEEK I JUST NEVER TURNED IT IN ??? FUCK ????

[rnaeborowski]

ordered some milk chocolate for baking but they changed it to a flavored chocolate instead? and it's a flavour i don't like (it's too sweet) and i needed plain chocolate for baking? just wish they would've just removed the chocolate all together cuz now i'm getting over half a kilogram of chocolate i don't like... so annoyed. it's also 185 gram bars instead of 200 gram bars. it's all so stupid i'm so annoyed.. like at least let me PICK what fucking flavor i want as a replacement

[1well-this-is-new1]

this new “experimental” layout better be just an experiment or i’m deadass leaving tumblr this week. i don’t even have an option to switch back and until i get at least that much i’m not using it

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[starlightartemis]

my phone got stolen last Saturday night and I have too much anxiety about it it fucking sucks

[not-actually-human]

knees. my kneeeees ,

[pelipper]

i love you cat boys, i love you dog boys, i love you snake boys, i love you bunny boys, i love you lizard boys, i love you so very much my gorgeous beast men

[sanguineposhrat]

INFUCKINGCEASINGLY fucked off with never knowing how pausing a video across various apps will work

IF I TAP SCREEN - Y NO PAUSE????

[thatoneandlonelyemo2005]

THIS IS WHAT IVE BEEN SAYING ALL ALONG

If you're ever bored just imagine Mush and David hanging out in the lodging house together talking about Jack and Blink because neither of their partners have an ounce of self preservation and they're worried

[chrisisvbun]

thank you. logan howlett x gn reader.

synopsis: you punish logan.

cw: sub!top reader, dom!bottom logan, teasing, begging, mention hickeys and bites

words: 602

a ten nsfw chapter series masterlist.

"Just the tip."

Logan scoffed. "C'mon, bub—"

"I'm serious, Logan." You frowned, still holding yourself on your forearms, looking at him.

You had your shirt opened, your abdomen covered in hickeys and bite marks, and nothing else on. Logan was laying between your legs, his jeans out and his boxers low enough for his hard cock to spring out, red and swollen, his hand was around its base after pumping himself a few times.

"You can't be." Logan scoffed. "What? Is this a punishment?" He said skeptical.

"It is." You noticed how his look changed at your serious tone. "You can't just grab me around whenever you want, I always tell you that." Now he looked like a scolded kitten. "You wanted me now? This is what you get. Just. The tip."

Logan almost pouted, he thought that maybe if he whined a bit, looked a bit pathetic, you might give in. But that look in your face told the opposite, so he sighed. He was so desperate and he knew you were taking advantage of that.

"God dammnit." He cursed under his breath, holding your hips to slowly slide the tip in, he frowned at the tightness of your entrance, biting his bottom lip as he finally got it in. You held his shoulders tightly, gasping until he finally sank it. As he looked at your face, he tried to slide in more, you looked at him with a frown.

"No more." You bossed and he sighed dramatically.

"You are unbelievable." He leaned down to kiss and bite your cheek as he began to move his tip back and forward inside of you.

You purred at the soft feeling, tangling your fingers on his hair and suddenly pulling it when he began to move in circles, his fat tip brushing against your walls.

You felt him shiver on top of you, gasp in your ear, holding himself back to obey your orders. You almost wanted to mock him, get your revenge for all the times he teased you, but you were nicer than him, and seeing him like that slightly broke your heart.

"What do you want?" You asked low.

"Please, please, let me— let me get inside." He begged in almost a whisper.

"You are already in." You teased and he huffed.

"More... More, please. Hurts..." He whined.

You smiled, caressing his face as he looked up at you with glassy eyes. You brushed your noses together, looking at him.

"Are you going to behave from now on?" You asked gently, looking into his eyes. He nodded eagerly, squeezing your hips.

"I will, I will behave, I won't— fuck— I won't grab you around whenever I want, I promise." He whimpered, leaning down to try kissing your lips, but the grip on his hair made him stop, making him let out a whine. "Please..." He begged breathless.

"Hm..." You pretended to think as you lowered your hand between your bodies, wrapping your fingers around his base to gently let him sank more.

He moaned instantly as you let him in more. He sank in slowly and set a slow yet rough pace as he hugged your body tightly, whining and whimpering.

The amount of joy and pleasure he was feeling, he couldn't even dare to put it into words. His arms wrapped around your body as he fucked into you, whining and babbling as he got rougher and rougher.

When he got close, he looked up at you, glassy eyes shining with joy, vulnerability, and pure pleasure, his chin wet with his saliva.

"Thank you, thank you..."

[saneandrocking]

Dead Stanley AU

Au where Stanley tragically passes away in his early twenties before becoming a criminal. Overwhelmed by grief, Stanford makes a deal with Bill to bring him back to life or alter his timeline. This leads to a conversation between the alternate universe Ford and our original universe Ford in a different dimension.

Alternative Stanford: So, how did you ended up here, another me?

Our Stanford: Bill.

Alternative Stanford: God dammnit with this fucking isosceles.

Our Stanford: He feels like a equilater, if that makes any sense, that one-eyed freak plane figure.

Alternative Stanford: All of this because I missed my brother, how could all of my versions be so naive when it comes to Bill?

Our Stanford: You mean Stanley? That deadbeat…what is there to miss? Selfish prick is the sole reason I'm here.

Alternative Stanford: Why do you mean by that? How can Stanley be the reason you made a deal with Bill if not by trying to get him back?

Our Stanford: I asked for help when my assistant gave up and this bastard just made me fall into the portal. Why would I want to get him back? Back from what?

Alternative Stanford: Oh. Wow. You're the first me that I've met that still has Stan. That's…nice.

Our Stanford: Can you just be clear? Do I have a version of me that is slow, is that what's happening?

Alternative Stanford: God, you…I can be arrogant. Stan was right.

Our Stanford: Real clever of you.

Alternative Stanford: My Stan is dead. He died a little while before dad tossed him out of home, he was assaulted by a robber when he was sleeping in his car while I was already away in colege. He was found dead with a false ID, which caused a delay to recognize him and contact his family. Mom was the one who told me about it.

Our Stanford: ….

Alternative Stanford: The last time I saw my brother was in a photo in his own funeral. I was trying to bring him back from the past since then.

Our Stanford: I-

Alternative Stanford: I guess your Stan must be very different from mine. I wish that we have never had that fight.

Our Stanford: Uh. Yes. I think we're talking about different outcomes, really.

[spideyhexx]

Okay okay I'm the same anon that asked got sej and reader on coryo but NOW NOOWWW HEAR ME OUT! reader behind coryo and holding him, cooing in his ear as sej is just going DOWN on him. Haha 😇

YOU'RE AWESOME

mdni

Trying to wrack my brain as to how this situation occurred and I've come to the conclusion that it would be very spur of the moment.

Maybe Sej is busy and you've got Coryo in your bed. He's laying between your legs with his head on your chest and you're gently playing with his hair as the two of you talk.

And just a couple minutes before Sej comes back, you're starting to whisper dirty things in Coryo's ear.

He's smiling at it, leaning his head back and giving your neck small kisses as you watch the bulge in his pants get a little bigger.

Then, the door swings open and Sejanus, with a slight furrow in his brow is walking in.

"You okay, baby?" You stay in your spot behind Coryo, watching the other man carefully. He complains about something to you guys, but stops mid sentence once he notices that Coryo is hard.

Both you and Coryo feel a little small under his gaze and you, knowing Sej better than Coryo does at this point in time, are fully aware that he's angry at whatever he was just complaining about and horny.

Sej would kneel onto the bed, his hands finding Coryo's thighs. He'd spare one glance at him, mumbling, "can I?" His fingers trail on the waistband of Coryo's pants and he nods. Sej is quick with getting his bottom half naked, making himself comfortable between Coryo's legs.

You wrap your arms around the man against you, rubbing his chest over his shirt and nosing at his ear, "Sej's gonna take good care of you, Coryo...just relax for me," and he does. The tension and nerves in his body relax as you delicately feel your hands over his front and as Sej, parts his lips around the tip of his cock.

Sej would go slow at first, his eyes fluttering shut, sucking only on Coryo's tip until the man starts bucking his hips up. "Shh, 's okay, Coryo, he'll take more in soon," you coo in his ear, leaving a small trail of kisses behind it.

And your words rang true as Sej lowers his mouth on Coryo in a sudden movement, his nose brushing against his pelvic bone. He stays still like that for a moment before starting to bob his head up and down.

It takes every muscle in Coryo's body to not fuck up into Sej's mouth, but your soft whispers and your gentle tummy rubs help the growing need to just use Sej's mouth.

"Mm that's it baby, look at how good he takes your cock, huh?" Coryo is nodding, his hand hesitantly resting on Sej's head.

You chuckle, whispering, "push his head down on you, Coryo. I think he likes it." Sej moans around Coryo's length and takes him until he's hitting the back of his throat.

"Look at him, you didn't even push his head down yet and he just took it."

"God fucking dammnit," Coryo curses as he sucks in a harsh breath, pressing Sej's head down on him with little force, too nervous to actually let himself get rough. You both hear Sej gag a little around him and Coryo's hand is immediately moving off of Sej's head, only for the man between his legs to grab it and put it back.

"See? I told you he likes," you mumble, kissing his ear again and leaning closer to trail kisses on Coryo's neck.

He's an absolute mess with you two on him like this and it doesn't take long before he's finishing in Sej's mouth, his hips stuttering and Sej takes it all, pulling off of Coryo's cock and panting.

Coryo would lean his head back on your shoulder, lazily kissing your jaw and mumbling something about never wanting to leave the bed and Sej is soon pushing him away from you so you can help him deal with his own arousal.

let's chat about coryo, sej, or both, here :)

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also you know. objectively its the best ending for both of them. because there was no way sol was leaving the frozen north with swag alive and well. this is as close as they were always meant to be. and sol is happy that swag found a way to be part of something bigger. so its all fine and good and okay. but. momentarily sad. and bittersweet. i wonder if sol guilt complex bufo ever felt just a little bit like he failed, because he promised swag he could save him and he couldnt. i wonder if "im mad at everything in this world" sol bufo ever felt just a slight tinge of resentment at the cycle he couldn't save swag from. wonder if he ever dreamt of getting to train with swag some day. wonder if he ever thought abt swag showing him the monastery in moonstone where he came from. and now swag is in the wild and hes happy and hes at peace. but sol is still here. a small little frog in an endless lake ..... maybe hes yearned for a family that was simple and easy. but. still! despite the bittersweetness. its a gift. something to be treasured and not used lightly. and he approaches it like his name, solemnly.

fucking hate them ..... fucking god ...... sick to my stomache .......... fucking hate .... what theyve done to meee ........ literally its sickening. he was doomed from the start and he couldnt escape. the discarded remains of the thing that destroyed his life, and scarred him, and put him like a cog in an endless machine of tragedy with no way out..... the clone who carried with him always the name plate from the place that tortured and ultimately killed him. gave him a way out. *kept* giving him a way out, even when there was no possible way but through. and he kept trying ..... and he wanted swag to live so so badly ... and the thing that swag spent thirty years running away from, now has him in a vial of spores around his neck and is taking him to see the world he couldnt when he was alive. im going to combust. why would caldwell and murph do that to me