#Im the freak

[piecesofchess]

Nearly started crying oh my lord

[shit-my-asexual-friend-says]

I've been trying to write on and off for a while about the ethics of fiction and the point at which a fictional work goes from being "problematic" (internet dogwhistle) to actually problematic, and I think I'm finally figuring out how to express my point.

[sunshineandlyrics]

New fear unlocked for Masterchef contestants:

When the Chocolate Guy (Amaury Guichon) sets the challenge!

[cruucigerglobus]

as we dance to the masochism tango

[ladysqueakinpip]

guys hot uquiz was just discovered but I'm taking it about 100 yrs too late. anyways everyone share how wifeable you are.

THE WIFE RATING SCALE 1929

[candles-inthewoods]

an educated-looking man and his little freak of a companion, except the man is the freak and a bit of a monster and the freak is so much more wise and human

[savleye]

It leaked that the game freak devs working on Pokemon X and Y put born this way by Lady Gaga in the game code to test the audio and it's fucking killing me 💀 like I knew they were Gaga stans bc Elesa's design is inspired by her but this is so funny

[bi-writes]

ghost doesn't think he hears you correctly, not at first. there's a ringing that's still in his ears from the bullet he nearly ate earlier. (cw: dubcon, 18+)

"wot?"

"can you please please please--pretend to be my boyfriend--just for one minute--!"

"heyyy, sunshine," a nasty little voice sings. you spin around, cowering by the bar, just as someone a little too drunk and a little too big comes into your space. you scoot away from him, but he's coming closer, leaning over you, and ghost tilts his head to the side as he watches the way you flinch at the stink of his breath.

ghost fits into the space at your back quite easily. your back arches a little as his big hand finds the bend of your waist, and you squeak a little when he forces you back, pressing your ass against his pelvis as he tucks you into his shadow.

"who's this fuckin' nitwit?" ghost mutters, clicking his tongue under his mask. you swallow, blinking up at the man, shrugging as you try and press yourself a little closer against his heat.

"i-i dunno," you whisper, and it's shaky, afraid. "h-he won't stop...following me."

"tha' right?" ghost hums, and you're so afraid of the man in front of you that you don't really register the way ghost's big hand is slipping lower, over the curve of your denim jeans and squeezing the fat of your ass that fills the palm of his hand all too nicely. "ya botherin' 'er?"

the man swallows a little, hiccuping. he stands up straighter, a little more sober, and he just shrugs as he takes another swig of his beer.

"just...she's so pretty, ya know--agh!"

ghost reaches over and grips him by the fat of his neck. he squeezes hard, drawing him closer, would be spitting in his face if he wasn't wearing the balaclava over his head.

"'f i see ya around 'er again, i'll paint the fuckin' walls with y'r teeth, mate, yeah? now get outta my fuckin' sight before i do it just for fun."

when ghost lets him go, he struggles to breathe, holding onto the bar and coughing as he scrambles to put distance between you. you shake a little, turning towards the bar, picking up what you assume is his drink and sipping it slowly to try and calm the nerves. you close your eyes gently, shaking your head.

"thank you," you say softly. "i-i couldn't shake him off, he was following me everywhere, i..." you turn your head and meet his eyes, smiling up at him. "that was really nice of you. i'm...sorry if i caused you any trouble."

ghost tilts his head to the side, fitting himself back behind you. he reaches over, putting both arms on either side of you and leaning over one shoulder, breathing hot against your neck.

"wot you mean?" he murmurs, and you blink, not understanding.

"for pretending to..." you laugh a little, looking into his eyes. "just...it was nice of you to do that. to pretend like that, i--"

"dunno wot y'r talkin' about," ghost chuckles, and you seize when he reaches down between you, cupping you between the legs as he palms at your pussy over your jeans. you keen a little, leaning into his touch, nasty brute pressing two fingers against where you're most sensitive and forcing your ass back against him, where he's hard, chubbed up since he first saw you, leaking into his cargos.

"i-i--" your eyes are wide, but you don't pull away, don't push him back--why am i not running? why can't i leave? what's happening to me--

"i wasn't pretending. were you?"

[brood-mother]

rook: emmrich my love 😍 when i die what part of my corpse 💀 will you keep as a momento 🥺

emmrich: darling rook 🖤 your perfect pinky bones of course 😘 because you have me wrapped around your little finger 🤭🥰

taash, who has been fantasising about killing them with hammers for the past seven miles: i think i hauve the blight

[me-beef]

@strangeravatar made a great point

i was gonna focus on the spike-hotboxing-celestia aspect but i got distracted somewhere along the way and i think i forgot what joke i was trying to make

but dont you think its interesting how many guards of the exact same color/body type she's managed to accrue?? i do

ooohh you want to go look at our stickers so bad

[lacedwithfemtanyl]

opening my notifications hoping to see blackswany2kdelreylipstickstain444 following me but instead it's some creepy old guy

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

to be treasured

[xxwillowpotatox]

HERE YOU GO AGATHARIO FANS HERES THE CLIP

[hinamie]

make it vicious, take a stab

[bibbysstuff]

WYM THEY ARE CANON???!!

[triona-tribblescore]

I just wanna draw them being all soft n stuff okay? :'( <333