#Jesus fucjing shit

[twospiritstooprideful]

"I love topic yaoi!"

Just say you're into enemies to lovers

It's okay to be boring

[whilomm]

oh okay heres one:

"sleepaway camp"= you go there for at least a few days, a week, sometimes several weeks, and sleep there, as opposed to a """camp""" where you go for the day and your parents or whoever picks you up afterward (those arent really camps, but like. idk when i went to "space camp" it was a weeklong but not sleepaway). in the U.S. at least, the typical image of a sleepaway camp involves staying in cabins, dunno how common it is/what it looks like in other countries.

for the first few i just mean like. not necessarily a stealth church camp, just like. idk, a camp where theres also an Assumption Of Christianity and just general vibes without being actually church camp. So, there might not be daily services and jesusy dedicatwd activities, but maybe theres still a prayer said over meals and shit. Which i assume might exist...

(oh and @reblogforsamplesize if u wanna)

[burningfunobject]

I CAN NOT BELIEVE I TRUSTED JAYCE. JAYCE I WANTED TO BELIEVE IN YOU

What the actual fuck

Viktor was the most content hes ever been, the healthiest he's even been and you SHOOT HIM IN THE FYCKING CHEST

How. HOW does jinx have better impulse control than jayce this season????

I cant wait a week

I can't do this

[humlors]

Insane how a woman at work today, seeing me visibly stressed almost to the point of having shaky hands, just smiles at me going "well, this will just make you more resilient to stress further on in your work life! It's good to build up!"

Like ma'am. Is it really that fucking hard to actually treat me like a human being, NOT stress me out and probably get better service. The whole 'the younger generation has it too easy' attitude really shouldn't mean that you can just on purpose stress us out because you've imagined that it's "good for us"

[blowflyfag]

I’ve been waiting on this fucking screen. It’s said fifteen minutes for 7 fucking minutes

[uc1wa]

NOBODY WAS GONNA TELL ME IT WAS THAT EPISODE OF JJK TODAY??? OHH I HAVE WHIPLASH IM SO SAD :( the anime is moving too fast :’(

[cantofworms]

I’m gonna kill my self for freal this time.

[nervousyoungtwinfantasydog]

blech

[ribcagewolf]

tw ed :[ sowwy

[nunu-draws]

OH GOD OH FUCK OH WHAT THE FUCK I WAS NOT READY FOR THIS

IT'S HAPPENING W2H2 premiere's Oct. 31st, 2024 @ Midnight!

[taniushka12]

Still thinking about that stupid poll and it results, the arrogance of the average english native speaker has pisses me off so much like not only its obvious the question was written that way to generate a negative and superficial reading but also, a fic is not a physical book, you're on the internet, if you see something in another language you translate it, why wouldn't fic be the same? is it such an otherworldly idea? are you too good for google translate? I hope for whatever reason ao3 suddenly bans english and people get forced to read stuff in another language if they're so desperate as they always are when the site is down. Pick up a translator and engage with things in another language or kill yourself

[ozymoron]

oh my god ive never been more fucking annoyed in ym life why does this fucking app suck so bad

[nagdabbit]

ive never had to be a bouncer at a funeral before

[dhampir-dyke]

ACK

[xeneric-shrooms]

CAN YOUTUBE STOP CHANGING ITS UI FOR ONE FUCKING SECOND

[stormbreaker-290]

O HF UCK-

just one bite(Halloween Mal drabble)

you sigh as you glare at your calendar. Around this time of year, Mal drops by to visit and stays until the week before Thanksgiving.

A chill runs up your spine at your last encounters with him, blood rushing to your face at the memories of his teasing glare and pronounced fangs near your neck. You shiver at the ghost sensation of his sharp teeth near your neck as if he's actually there.

You walk away from the calendar that hands on the fridge, sighing as you can't really do much to stop this demon of a person. His image fit the thought.

Mal has been known to you as a demon since you first saw him thanks to his horns and wings and odd anatomy that was visible, such as his translucent orange torso and external ribs, though you're pretty sure those aren't his.

You flinch as you hear one of your windows slide open, the purple and orange menace balancing on the windowsill.

"hello there sweets," he purrs out, his bright orange eye narrowing as he grins, bearing those all too familiar fangs.

"hello, Mal," you say with a deadpan, though it's false as you just want to get this whole thing over with.

Mal hops down from his perch, closing the window behind him before striding over to you, his tail swaying.

"did you miss me, little crow? Because I definitely missed you, might even stay around a bit longer than last year," he speaks as if a close friend or even lover with the amount of seasonal pet names he's given you, to which you roll your eyes.

"not really, as you cause far too much chaos and you taunt me constantly just because you're incredibly tall," you huff back at him, crossing your arms with a mock scowl.

An odd silence falls which isn't normal for Mal, you turn to face him with a questioning look before a large hand grasps your hip from behind.

"how did-" you try to question but you're cut off by Mal, who says, "I'm a being of many tricks, a magician never tells his secrets you know~" he purrs directly into your ears, his breaths hot against your skin as you flush red. You were back in this situation from the previous year but, he was much closer than you remembered.

You jolt involuntarily as his fangs grace the name of your neck, your breath catching in your throat.

"you wouldn't mind if I had a small bite, would you? I was so close to getting it last time, won't you pity me?" Mal breaths into your ear, his clawed hand pressing against your chest, keeping you firmly against him.

"fine," you resisted the urge to growl out the word, "just be gentle, okay?" You ensure that he won't harm you too much, your shoulders dropping from their previous tensed position.

You feel the vibrations of mal's purrs against your back, something hot and wet sliding slowly across the side of your neck, your skin prickling with goosebumps.

It's his tongue- his forked, orange tongue, savoring every little jolt and huff you give because of the hot breath and saliva hitting against your pulse.

After Mal's teasing, you feel the tips of his teeth dip into your skin, you have to force your muscles to relax so it's not as painful.

His teeth sink into the junction of your shoulder and neck, far enough from your jugular to not be worried over.

Mal keeps his fangs lodged into you for a moment before retracting his head, his tongue lapping up any blood that wells up in the fresh mark on your shoulder.

"see? That wasn't so bad, was i" Mal purrs after 'cleaning' your wound, which you'll have to properly disinfect and bandage later.

"I'm just glad you didn't bite my actual neck with those vampiric fangs you've got there, that would have actually killed me," you scoff out, trying to hide the way heat stains your cheeks.

(pst @stormbreaker-290 , I did it)