#Insane ramblings again I’m sorry

[dont-hug-me-its-yuri]

Crazy but i loove LOOVE the transport episode. like oh my god i love it. SO MANY THINGS

"THINK O THE IMPLACATIONS!!. Now.. Are you frightened" - tgwdlm

I have a whole thing i started in my drafts about it its crazy. lmao

anyways i wonder if you have an episode like that to you. one that just. could be so many things and it runs though your brain.

cuz for me its transport. i get to look at red guy under a microscope for 28 minutes and its great.

I love the transport episode as well, I think it’s really underated, I have to make a post about it soemtime soon.

But I’d have to say that the episode that interests me the most is actually my favorite web episode, “Love”!

I think it’s such a great episode from everything to the song to the horror aspect of it, it honestly makes me very sad that it’s the lowest rated of the webseries episodes.

All the web episodes have a degree of psychological horror (mainly because that’s kinda the category of horror dhmis falls into) to them but I think Love is the one that handles it best.

Cult and Cult horror are an interest of mine and I think Becky and Joe did such a good job portraying cult tactics and how cults pray on vulnerable people due to them being easier to manipulate.

I love little details like the cloud words of darkness, death, and fear all being spelled correctly but Harmony is spelled incorrectly hinting that Shrignold and the love cult can’t promise Yellow harmony, love, or a partner.

Shrignold is a really great character to theorize about as well since the cults whole operation is never truly stated in the episode, we only know their rules and the god they worship, Shrignold is never even stated to be the leader and he might just be another member of the cult with not much power.

I have so many thoughts about the love episode, it actually makes me sick…

[therandomartmaker]

tom and harry being rageful little fucktards against and/or together with each other are my bread and fucking butter. I eat that shit up. there is nothing but rage in their bones. you can not look at either of them and tell me a saint was made out of either, for they are both the devil of each other’s damn lives. the bane of the other’s existence. They’re both tired, angry fuckers who live with fire in their veins lit by the sparks of each other’s souls clashing like flint and steel. they will burn and consume each other like an ouroborous, an eternal cannibalism of their purposes in life.

[peregrine5]

The Lady (plus HK he’s there too) from chapter 34 of RnS bc she’s very very cool and Silverskye’s descriptions make me want to draw :]

[justyourtypicalwriter]

I lowkey squeal every time I get to write a Kenny and Kyle interaction. Like Kenny’s always gonna call Kyle doll wether it’s a romantic or platonic relationship and something about that makes me explode

[cinnbar-bun]

To no one’s shock and surprise I am thinking of the Guy ™️ again.

[bluejay-flies]

How the heck did my Hugs post reach 100 notes??? This is shocking oh my god :0

This is my first time reaching 100 notes without a more well known artist reblogging my art, thank you guys so much!! Genuinely in shock so many people like my art, this is literally a dream come true for me. Thank you all so so so much <3

[windshieldwiper]

um…so…..I feel totally okay about this…yeah…he looks so mediocre 👍

[boy-armageddon]

YES my username on yt is a blood bros reference :33 i need to go to crimes world again i know in my heart and soul that i love her but i seldom show her attention .. i need to care her more ..

HOOFRAY!!!! also pretty please do!!!!!!! for me!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[appreciatingtokrev]

aaaaaaaaaaaaa

[tariah23]

Been crazy about this particular title page for years actually

[galacticglitterglue]

I went through the drive thru at Dutch Bros today, trying to have a nice Sunday off work and run my little errands, and saw my ex in person for the first time in over a year and absolutely crashed the fuck out

I was going to accomplish so much today, I had such big plans to clean my room and repot all of my plants and make a beautiful dinner and organize my desk, but instead I got my coffee and drove to Home Depot and sobbed like an absolute baby in the parking lot over feelings I didn’t think I had anymore

I had pushed these feelings down so deep and so far, thinking I was a lot better than I was considering it’s been nearly two years since we broke up, but goddamn if I didn’t absolutely just fucking break and crumble like a fucking nature valley granola bar as soon as I pulled away

I think it was just so jarring because I didn’t expect it and didn’t even have the possibility of this happening or being a reality, so when I looked up from my car and saw the top of her head, it felt like the plane hit the first tower and I got tunnel vision immediately. She noticed my car and smiled and waved at me and it felt like I got sucked back in time to when we were together and I’d go visit her at Starbucks on my days off and the interaction was identical. Hearing her voice for the first time in a year was the plane hitting the second tower, it truly felt like fucking bullets going through my chest and bombs being dropped from planes directly onto my head.

The whole interaction was so small and insignificant, but it just fucking crushed me and caused a crash out of massive proportions that I didn’t even know what to do with myself. I autopilot drove myself to the fucking Home Depot and just lost it, crying into the steering wheel like someone died and I couldn’t stop it. It’s so fucking stupid to be this upset basically years later, but the lack of closure and how pathetic I still feel about the whole situation is a crushing weight that I was just not really to lift back up again. I’m going to be 29 in a month and I spent 5 years of my life with her, and all I want is to move on and have a healthy relationship and get married and have a kid like everyone else’s normal dream, but I’m just stuck on this so hard and I don’t know how to start over or move past it.

I think I’m just trapped on the way things ended, the way she got everything she wanted and has everything and all of the friends and the new shiny things and the person she left me for and still lives in the home we made together with all of the things we collected and furniture we bought and blah blah blah, but my option was to move back home with my parents and basically revert to being a teenager and slump into the worst depression I’ve ever been in. I’ve made a lot of big steps since then, and I have a lot of friends and people in my life I wasn’t allowed to have before, but I still hold so much grief for the life that was taken from me.

A cup of coffee and a voice that was dead to my memory sent me into such a deep well of grief that it’s 8:53 PM and I’m laying in bed (the bed we shared for years) under the blankets (that we bought together and shared) with the dog (that we raised together) and watching my favorite show (that we used to watch together) and all of these comforts to me were almost cleansed of the attachments I held to them before, but now these are just thumbtacks of grief that I’ve stepped on by accident and can’t get out to start the bleeding

[harrylights]

it’s been a stardust on repeat kinda day

[quietlyblooms]

I FORGOT ABOUT D.RAGON AGE AAAAHHHHH

[lovelivision]

꒰꒰mdni // masterlist꒱꒱

Getting double penetrated by Gojo and Geto, taking them both at the same time. Laying on top of Gojo, head pressed to his chest, unable to help the way you’re drooling onto his skin. Geto behind you, cock sat deep inside your snug cunt, alongside Gojo’s.

Pussy overstuffed and making an obscene mess, not able to move, trying to adjust to the stretch of having both of them inside you. Gojo stroking your back and cooing at you, “Too much for you, sweetie?”

Shaking your head quickly against him, panting out, “No– hah– I’m good.”

Geto lets out an amused huff and leans down to you, murmuring low in your ear, “You always take it so well don’t you?”

His voice sends shivers down your spine, biting your lip to supress the moan you almost let out at his movements and words.

Both of them groan at your reaction, Gojo breathlessly asking, “You feel that, Suguru?”

“Mhm,” Geto cruelly blows on your ear, “You like when I talk to you?”

Your hips jerk, fucking yourself on the both of them, “Please.”

Gojo laughs but it comes out wrecked, “Sounds like you’re avoiding the question.”

“Can’t have that can we?” Geto directs at Gojo.

To which he only smiles back big and evil, “No, we can’t.”

They both begin moving at once, apparently knowing exactly what the other was thinking. Your cunt making lewd slick sounds as they both thrust in and out of you. Feeling so full it’s driving you up a wall, nails digging into Gojo’s chest under you. Breaths coming fast as you struggle to think, incoherent whines being the only thing that leaves you.

Your pussy sucking them both back in, twitching and squirming between the two of them. Using your hips to fuck yourself back onto the both of them as much as you can manage.

Geto pulls himself up, hands gripping your ass cheeks to pull them apart, choking back a moan at the sight of it all. Ruined when he says, “So messy, creaming all over us.”

“Wish I could see– hnn– next time we’re swapping – hah – positions, Suguru.” Gojo rambles out, obviously feeling jealous at being deprived of the whole view, “How does it feel, hmm?” Gojo asks you, wanting you to tell him how good it feels.

Your response is moaned, “Feels so– oh! I feel full.” Tears brimmed on your lash line.

“I fuckin bet,” he chuckles out. “Look here, look at me, pretty,” Gojo’s directing your attention to him.

It takes everything in you to look at him, he whines when you do, the look on your face making his hips jerk and stutter, pace ruined for a moment. You’re all teary eyed and mouth agape, choking on moans that don’t stop, it drives Gojo wild.

“Ohh that’s cute,” A hand reaches up and he wipes the spit from the corner of your mouth.

Geto grunts at the pace change, “You good, Satoru?”

“Oh yeah, just admiring the view,” he smirks at you.

The hum Geto lets out is low and thoughtful, his hands pulling at your ass again, “As much as I love this view, I wanna see how you cry for it, pretty.” Geto’s tone is bright, enjoying the thought of you falling apart for them. His eyes flick to Gojo’s, “Think we might have to swap positions next time after all.”

Then they’re sharing a cheeky smile with each other before drilling into you again, quicker, doubling their efforts to make you insane. The whimpers they’re pulling out of you just won’t stop, and Gojo’s holding such intense eye contact it’s making you feel bashful. Leaning into him, you plant your lips on his in a messy kiss.

Your tongue in his mouth before he can think, a loud moan caught in his chest at how insistently you kiss him. From behind, Geto clicks his tongue, hand reaching for your neck to pull you back and off Gojo’s mouth.

“Can’t have Satoru keeping all your pretty moans to himself,” he squeezes your neck lightly as a warning.

“Mm sorry,” you murmur out.

Gojo bites his lip and smiles at you, “I’m not.”

Geto gives a particularly harsh thrust, one that makes you cry out a moan and your head spin all at once.

The both of them at once just might kill you…

[quatregats]

Before Sunrise (وإنتَ بترجع لأيقوناتَك، وأنا للفراغ) • A Hornblower fic by quatregats

You look at me, your eyes shining intensely with sudden emotion, and for a moment every mask has fallen away. There’s something sobering about it, knowing that you’ve given me this secret, that you’ve let me see you vulnerable and unguarded, and I promise to myself that I’ll never tell another soul. Your dark curls frame your face, and you are so lovely and real that it hurts. The weight of the world has been lifted from your shoulders, and I wish it could stay that way forever.

In the Kingston darkness, Hornblower might just allow himself a few moments in Bush's arms.

You can read it here!

[rafesangelita]

♡ oh, nothing! just bitchy!kook!reader walking around the house in nothing but rafe’s favorite heels after he decides talking on the phone with his friends is more important than paying attention to his girl..

warnings: bratty behavior, rafe being sexually frustrated lol, groping, heavy teasing, suggestive ending

a/n: just a little something on the shorter side because these 2k+ wc fics have done their number on me lol

you rolled your eyes, an exasperated sigh leaving your lips as rafe’s laughter echoed from upstairs. he has been on a three way call with kelce and topper for going on an hour now, and while you usually didn’t care, he had you waiting for him downstairs in full glam and an empty tummy. this is what you get when you try to play nice and put your catty attitude to the side for one night; a negligent boyfriend who had no care for anything else in the world except for what him and his idiot friends were rambling on about. your impatience is what lead you to be in the position you were in right now; naked and ignoring rafe as he followed you around the house, begging you to give him the slightest amount of attention.

“we can go get dinner now, okay?! i was just listening to topper vent about ruthie, i swear i wasn’t ignoring you!” he refrained from stopping you in your tracks, his cock stirring in his pants when he watched the way your hips swayed with every step. “oh, really?” you spun around, your boyfriend’s eyes falling down to your bare chest, “not responding to me when i called you downstairs like a thousand times wasn’t you ignoring me?” rafe opened his mouth to say something, but was cut off when you walked away from him again. this time he watched you round the corner of the hallway, making your way into the kitchen before cursing under his breath.

you could tell you were driving rafe insane by the way he was gripping the kitchen island, his knuckles white with tension. “so, what? you’re just going to walk around like that?” he asked, his eyes burning into your skin. you shrugged, bending over the counter with a look in your eyes that made him want to wrap a fist in your hair and take you right there. “too bad you were busy with your friends earlier.. i actually wanted to be the sweet girlfriend tonight and give you dessert after dinner. oh well..” you pouted, walking past him as you flipped your hair over your shoulder. why were you like this? toxic, bitchy, mean, but still irresistible, sexy, and perfect?

“it won’t happen again, i promise.” rafe was hypnotized as he watched you walk into the living room, your heels clicking against the floor as your boyfriend pleaded with you to let him take you upstairs. “maybe the neighbors would appreciate the view a lot more than you do—” you barely touched the curtains before your boyfriend snatched you away from the large window. “that’s enough.” he said through gritted teeth, his gruff voice just right below your ear. suppressing the butterflies from fluttering in your tummy, you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. “that poor excuse of an apology isn’t gonna get you anywhere.” rafe chuckled, his hands feeling like fire on your hips.

“let me show you how sorry i am..” he turned you around, his cock aching as he could now feel your tits pressing against him through his shirt. he was making it really hard for you to keep up your act. “acting like a little brat, i know exactly what you need right now.” you gasped when you felt him take a handful of your ass, his bruising grip only exciting you further. “and what is that?” you leaned in, feeling the last of your resolve crumble when he took your hand to feel him through the denim of his jeans. “it’s so hard for you, baby,” he nearly moaned, lowering his tone, “and i’m still so hungry..”