#I dunno I think I’m crazy

[crustycrackhead]

I got possessed dude, did a line of flour— some crazy shit anyways… Swampcat

Swampcat, Kremy Lecroux x Morning Frost

They both find each other interesting like anatomy wise, drastically different, some “lemme examine you 🤓☝️”

Kremy slowly blinks and Frost gets flustered… that’s the good shit to me man. Purring, Bellows… I SHOOT THEM TWO WITH MY AMERICAN GUN

[krazydraws]

((UTY GENOCIDE SPOILERS))

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I’m an expert just like you

[ashipiko]

😔 enstars posting won so </3 my enstars silly…… my widdle boy atsu…. NOT MILGRAM VER. ENSTARS VER!!! WELCOME TO THE ASHIVERSE (there is 9. tehepero)

🫶 here is my boy who suffers w gramp issues. HES SO SILLIES. <3 he’s not a producer but a member of me and my friends’ group named plume!!! THEIR WHOLE THEME IS LIKE BIRDS. SHOWING OFF. FANSERVICE BASICALLY they’re fun

[mars-ipan]

the thing about the whole “voting is useless” argument is like. i’d rather do a useless thing than not do a useful thing

[cetoddle]

okay what i have to say is lowkey embarrassing but i wanna bitch and it’s probably only embarrassing to me bc im shy about this stuff anyways the moral of the story is i wanna bitch and u should probably just ignore me. god bless

[heckyeahbispearl]

Please write the Bispearl fic, I am here for it and the world needs more of it.

AHA!

So you guys do read my insane ramblings in the tags! well, well, well. As promised, here is your fic:

“Alright. That’s 2-2. You going easy on me, renegade?” Bismuth grinned slyly at her, two swords sat under her chin as she was backed up against a wall.

Pearl was in fact, going easy on her. But she couldn’t help that! Over the past few weeks, she had realized that her feelings for Bismuth were growing deeper. Just looking at her was enough to fluster her sometimes, even in the midst of sparring. Only made worse by Bismuth’s playful flirting. Somehow, she was always ending up by Bismuth’s side. A magnetic force always pulling her in. What was that human saying Steven told her? Birds of a…feather?

“Pearl, Doll, You good?” Bismuth was looking at her with a curious, but slightly concerned expression.

“Yes,” Pearl blinked, “Yes, Sorry, I was just thinking of how you outsmarted me the round before this one.” She grinned at Bismuth.

Bismuth grinned back. “Maybe I’ve been practicing.”

“Without me?”

“You know that Jasper that wrecked my scaffolding? Yeah, well, she’s very aggressive. Keeps challenging me to fights. But I promise you it’s nothing serious, you’re my one and only when it comes down to it.” Bismuth blushed, “For Sparring. And being you.” She added quickly.

Pearl did not give herself any time to digest those words. She would think about what that meant later.

“It’s good that you get to train…” she brought her swords down and turned around, pacing a few steps forward. She placed her swords to side and stretched her arms, looking back at Bismuth. Their eyes met and Pearl felt her form flutter. A few seconds passed, before Pearl darted at her like a hawk swooping in to catch its prey, spear out and pointed directly at Bismuth in a flash. Bismuth reacted just as fast.

“I knew it. HA! I knew it!” she laughed, shapeshifting her hand into an axe in the nick of time. Their weapons clashed against each other. Pearl struck again. Bismuth blocked. They were in perfect sync. Pearl prepared to strike again, but Bismuth got to her first, and she had just enough time to block. Pearl used the block to readjust, stepping to the side to spin around Bismuth. Yet, there was Bismuth, in the middle of going to knock her spear out of her hands. Time slowed down as Pearl realized what Bismuth was doing, and she began to counteract again, until their eyes met.

The world softened around them as they began to glow.

“Ooohhhh, it’s good to be here!” Ammolite boomed. “Garnet is gonna flip when she sees me! The look on her face is will be one for the books.”

Ammolite was on the warp pad in seconds. Soon enough, she was standing in the temple, having to bend down to fit.

Garnet, who was sitting at the table, turned to Ammolite immediately.

“Ammolite! Congratulations!” Garnet clasped her hands and grinned. “It’s about time.”

Amethyst, who was sitting nearby, had yet to notice, as she was listening to music. Garnet nudged her. “What, G, I’m- WOAH!”

Ammolite laughed. “It’s good to see the both of you. I’m off to the forge, time to kick things into some serious Bismuth, see you two later.”

Little Homeworld was bustling, but it always was, most gems were out and about. As the evening began to roll in, Little Homeworld adapted to a party atmosphere. For gems, nighttime was for entertainment, relaxation and socializing.

Ammolite spent the night doing live sword demonstrations, at one point successfully juggling six sabers, and managing to throw in some target practice with random items found by other gems. She found herself atop the hill looking over the temple as dawn broke. She closed her eyes and smiled, as two gems took her place.

Bismuth held Pearl in her arms the same way she did when they were reunited again.

Their eyes met and she smiled.

“Looks like you’re in my arms again, huh? The pearl I know-“

Pearl cut her off with a kiss, almost knocking her over in the process.

It took Bismuth a second to comprehend the situation. Pearl really took her by surprise this time.

…and she wouldn’t have it any other way.

She kissed back, bringing her close.

When their lips parted, Pearl looked at her, tears threatening to spill over. She finally spoke. “Am I really your one and only?”

“Always have been, Renegade.”

[unknownarmageddon]

Lucky Ponderosa by A Giant Dog

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[stainlesssteellocust]

Kind of sad some of the later books edged away from the overtly technomagical stuff, not completely of course but it feels like less of a factor than it used to be.

It would have been funny to see how the LF world dealt with magical cryptocurrency and so on. And the setting timeline has just about reached the time when people RL were creating numerological meme cults and what have you

At least we got “we used AI to target our death rays and an error in the training got hundreds of people killed” lmao

[boba-beom]

I SOBBED

i loved this song

and them

and beomgyu

and soobin

and beomgyu

[sammygender]

silly thing to say but i like the way succession is explicitly pro-trans. very very often the fascist right-wing politicians say some transphobic bullshit i notice it like. whenever they’re doing a speech there seems to be a line about it which is SO real because we’re such a Hot Topic and it’s deluded to pretend otherwise. and it’s a little upsetting to be so abruptly reminded of reality & how politicians do literally use us as shorthand for All The Woke Bullshit but that’s what the entire episode was anyway it was all so genuinely nauseating. and. again i don’t know what i’m saying i just like the way that transphobia is portrayed as a bad thing. yeah the more i try and phrase this the more i realise i sound crazy but

[rosesradio]

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[wowreally0102]

how happy can you really be when you’re reading paragraphs upon paragraphs of people against your very existence whenever you log on is my question

[alxclaremont]

life update no one asked for: worked 300 hours in a month, started my junior year of college, started therapy, realized i hate my major, and i am subsequently changing my major

[bitterpngs]

Help not you watching crazed fruit 🙈🙈🙈 I saw Haruji and immediately went wait…. I also had an assignment on it, good luck :)

OMG ANON YOUVE SEEN IT TOO ? haha hope you enjoyed it whenever you watched it!! ty tho :33 !! ideally it shouldn’t take too long

[applepidotcom]

Back in a superhero “phase” again because the superhero genre has shaped part of who I am and once again. I am itching with the want to start reading comics but stopped in my tracks bc the very thought of doing so paralyzes me with fear bc why are there so many how are there so many what is this what is that

[i-love-ptv]

Playing Dangerous ཐི♡̵̼͓̥͒̾͘ཋྀ

Pairing: Police Officer!Boyfriend!Rafe Cameron x Girlfriend!Reader

You get pulled over by the police, but the officer just so happens to be your boyfriend. Will he let you off with just a warning?

Wc: 1,822

SMUT (nothing crazy, just a steaming hot blowjob ;)) + winks of fluff

Hi guys!!! Uhm sorry I didn’t get a whole bunch out during October, I had lots of shit going on I fear…So take this as an apology lol. Also I have a (late) halloween fic coming out soon so stay tuned ;)

Feedback is always appreciated! xx

You hear the sirens chirp, and you take a glance at the rear view mirror, that’s when you see the police car riding your tail. You sigh due to the fact that you’re the only car on this road, and begin to pull over.

Were you going over the speed limit? No, you couldn’t possibly be doing so, you always remained cautious on the road.

Your hands rest idly on the steering wheel as you listen to the sound of boots getting closer. Your window is down, making the chilled night air kiss your skin.

The air is filled with cologne that rings familiar; you see his arms resting inside your car window first, the tattoo of your name staring right back at you.

You’re met with none other than your boyfriend, Rafe. He ducks down so his bright crystal-colored eyes are leveled with yours.

“Awfully late to be driving around here, huh Peach?” Rafe teases you with a smirk.

“I was just finishing my errands, Ray. And you scared me! I thought I was actually in trouble!” You try to keep the scowl on your face, but the more you stare at him, the more your face cracks into a smile.

Rafe quirks a brow at you after he takes a few seconds to assess you. “Who said you’re not in trouble? You’re driving without your glasses on, baby.”

You roll your eyes, “You couldn’t have possibly known I wasn’t wearing my glasses when you were behind me,” you replied.

“And besides, you act like I can’t see without them at all.”

Rafe tuts at your comment, “Thought it's already been established that you gotta wear ‘em when you drive, you not following orders now?” His smirk grows all the wider as he takes in your smaller frame.

You bite your lip and gaze at him, “Oh, well everybody knows that I’m a good girl, officer.”

“Yeah? ‘Cause I don’t think a good girl would break the rules, hm?” Rafe’s face is inching towards yours, slowly leaning more and more into your car.

You pout, feigning innocence, “I wouldn’t do a thing like that, that’s for sure.” Your lips part, going to leave a steamy kiss to the officer’s rosy, yet somewhat chapped lips, but he pulls away slightly, leaving you gaping with glossy eyes.

“I dunno…Think you should step out for a second, sweetheart. Y’know, just to follow protocol.” He whispers hotly against your ear, making your panties dampen.

You quickly exit your car, and as soon as you close the door, Rafe’s pressing you into it.

“I think you deserve a ticket, Peaches, d’ya think so?” His expression darkens whilst he fondles your love-handles, your floral sundress from earlier being bunched up around your hips. You shake your head ‘no’, letting out a soft “uh-uh”.

Rafe’s eyes soften, similar to how you look; he mocks you, exaggerating his pout. “Well, what’re we gonna do with you then, huh precious?”

Your tongue darts out for his lips, your mouth encloses his, and there’s nothing sweet about this kiss. Your tongues battle heatedly, Rafe allows you to think that you’ve won, until he presses his prominent bulge against your stomach, making you gasp in surprise and delight.

Spit dribbles down your chin, his handle cradles your head, leaving no room for you to pull away. You moan and whimper against him, your nimble fingers glide down his chiseled body, and rest against his belt buckle.

Then, Rafe remembers that the two of you are still in fact, on the side of the road. He breaks the kiss, making you chase after him; the string of saliva breaking whilst you whimper for more.

“Mmm, I know baby. Tell you what, how about I have you atone in a different way, would you like that pretty?” His veiny hands raise, resting lightly against your shoulders as his thumbs rub against your throat.

You eagerly nod your head up and down, wanting nothing more than to get your hands on your man wearing his delicious uniform.

Rafe drags you to the passenger seat then dashes to the driver's seat, and he mentally, he thanks every god out there that he forgot to turn both his body-cam, and his dash-cam back on.

He leans the seat back and beckons you over with his index and middle finger. “C’mon Peaches, y’know what to do.” You reach over and begin to unbuckle his pants.

Your body digs somewhat uncomfortably into the center console, but you can’t seem to care— not when Rafe’s cock twitches in his boxers. Your mouth nearly waters at the sight.

You take him out, making him hiss and screw his eyes shut for a moment.

Your manicured finger brushes against his pink tip, rubbing circles as you leave soft, feathery kisses to the base of his dick.

Rafe grunts in frustration, growing impatient with your constant teasing. He grabs your hair roughly, angling your face just above his dick.

“Make sure you breathe through your nose f’me, Peach.”

Your head is pushed down; your lips wrap perfectly around his shaft as it goes deeper into your mouth. Your nose is pressed against Rafe’s hairy thigh, his cock kissing the back of your throat beautifully. You gag slightly at his length, making your boyfriend chuckle.

He pulls you off, then sends you right back down just as quick. You hollow your cheeks as your head continues to bob. Spit gathers around your mouth due to Rafe’s force. He uses his left hand to hold your hair, while his right rubs the back of your neck.

It’s something so soft, so sweet, while in such a dirty, sinful situation.

The wet sounds of your gagging and slurping is all Rafe can focus on. —That and how sexy you look with the blue and red lights reflecting off of your face. It’s a sight he wishes to preserve in his mind for the rest of eternity.

He fully removes you from his dick, allowing you to catch your breath. “Mhm, you got it baby,” he says through his panting.

He guides your head back down; you don’t even get a chance to wrap your hand around what doesn’t fit because he’s thrusting up into your mouth.

Tears pool into your eyes, but Rafe can hardly tell due to them nearly rolling to the back of your head.

You whimper around him, your angelic sounds and the squelching which permeated the car only encourage him.

“You’re my good girl though, right Peaches? You’re gonna take it real good f’me?” Rafe moans at the sensation of your tongue swirling around his cock.

You squeal around him, trying to shake your head ‘yes’ at him but Rafe continues to roll his hips up.

The car shifts when another comes speeding down the road, but he can’t seem to give a shit when the woman of his dreams is nearly sucking him off the bone.

Rafe’s head is tilted towards the roof, his adam’s apple bobbing as he swallows his spit. His chest heaves, his grip on the back of your neck tightening as he moans hopelessly.

“H-hah, that mouth was made f’me precious,” he grunts through his gritted teeth.

“You. Were. Made. For. Me.” His words are emphasized by his thrusts.

He switches hands, allowing his left to snatch up your hand, so his right can hold onto the open window.

His bucking grows erratic, his rhythm being lost, alongside his mind as he grows closer and closer to his climax. You can feel him twitching in your mouth, another sign of him almost finishing.

Rafe can no longer contain his moans, he’s borderline wailing at this point, his body is lifting off the seat, but you maintain your pace.

“Y-yes baby! That’s it! Make me cum, honey. Make me fucking cum.” He sounds almost pained, which fuels your burning desire.

Rafe’s been reduced to a whimpering mess now, despite his acts of dominance earlier, but neither of you mind. His moans go higher in pitch, then suddenly, you feel his warm load flood your mouth.

The salty taste makes you moan, making Rafe shiver, and his thighs twitch.

You release him with a ‘pop’, and you leave a sweet, yet seductive kiss to the head of his flushed cock.

His load mixed with your hot saliva drips down your chin, you take your index finger and scoop it into your mouth while holding Rafe’s deepend gaze.

You lock your lips with his, and he gasps at your attempt to literally, take his breath away.

He breaks away with a low grumble, and you giggle. You pull down the driver side’s visor and look at yourself in the mirror. Your hair is sticking up every which way, your mascara from earlier in the day now dries against your tear stained cheeks, and your lips are kiss bitten and puckered.

Rafe tucks himself away before you climb into his lap, resting your head in the crook of his neck.

“I think I atoned for my rule breaking quite well, don’t you, Officer Cameron?” You grin mischievously, pressing your nose against his.

Rafe only hums in response, he smiles at your antics and kisses you softly.

“I uh..I got a few things to take care of back at the station,” he mumbled.

“How about you go home and wait for me there, baby.”

You pout at this, while he exits the car with you still wrapped around him.

He sets you down once you reply, “Will you come home to me?” His expression softens.

He pecks all around your face, making it harder for you to keep up your sullen act.

“Of course, pretty girl,” Rafe whispers.

You cross your arms as he continues, “I’ll wrap up so quickly, babe. Then I can…” He trails off, before ducking down to your ear.

“Return the favor.” He nibbles at your ear, and you press your legs together.

“Mmm, okay. But hurry back..” You peer at him, fixing his wild hair strands. He kisses your wrist.

“Of course,” and with that, he firmly kisses your cheek before allowing you to step back into your car.

After you settle in—after he finished adjusting your seat back, you place your hands on the wheel and spare him a last glance.

“Can you do me a favor, baby?” He asks with a grin, but you can tell it’s far from sweet.

You hum, both in curiosity and excitement.

“Think you can hold onto these for me?” He places the item into your hand, and leans back to head to his car, but not without yet another kiss to your lips.

You lick your lips as you watch him walk back to his police cruiser.

You know he won’t leave until you do, so you eventually pull off.

The set of shining, silver handcuffs resting next to you, and an ever growing heat between your legs.