#OH MY FUCKING DAYS

[slutforpringles]

red bull downfall incoming??? 👀

[pixiesnooze]

SOMEBODY SEDATE ME

[doctor-mccoys-sanity]

i always read ofmd as omfd and it just translates in my head to “oh my fucking days” but i know when i read that in my head it means our flag means death????

[rosiehrs]

Are you my room? Cause I always wanna be inside you (loner rizz)

GOD TESTS ME EVERYDAY

[inkskinned]

you're in the habit of denying yourself things.

if someone asked you directly, you would say that you love a little treat. you like iced coffee and getting the cookie. you drink juice out of a fancy cup sometimes, and often do use your candles until they gutter out helplessly.

but you hesitate about buying the 20 dollar hand mixer because, like. you could just use your arms. you weren't raised rich. you don't get to just spend the 20 dollars (remember when that could cover lunch?), at least - you don't spend that without agonizing over it first, trying to figure out the cost-benefits like you are defending yourself in front of a jury. yes, this rice cooker could seriously help you. but you do know how to make stovetop rice and it really isn't that hard. how many pies or brownies would you actually make, in order to make that hand mixer worthwhile?

what's wild is that if the money was for a friend, it would already be spent. you'd fork over 40 without blinking an eye, just to make them happy. the difference is that it's for you, so you need to justify it.

and it sneaks in. you ration yourself without meaning to - you don't finish the pint of ice cream, even though you want to. the next time you go to the store, you say ah, i really shouldn't, and then you walk away. you save little bits of your precious things - just in case. sometimes you even go so far as putting that one thing in your shopping cart. and then just leaving it there, because maybe-one-day, but not right now, there's other stuff going on.

you do self-care, of course. but you don't do it more than like, 3 days in a row. after that it just feels a little bit over-the-edge. like. you can't live in decadence, the economy is so bad right now, kid.

so you don't buy the rice cooker. you can-and-will spend the time over the stove. you can withstand the little sorrows. denial and discipline are practically synonyms. and you're not spoiled.

it's just - it's not always a rice cooker. sometimes it is a person or a job or a hug. sometimes it is asking for help. sometimes it is the summer and your college degree. sometimes it is looking down at scabbed knees and feeling a strange kind of falling, like you can't even recognize the girl you used to be. sometimes it is your handprint looking unsteady.

sometimes it is tuesday, and you didn't get fired, and you want to celebrate. but what is it you like, even? you search around your little heart and come up empty. you're so used to denying that all your desires draw a blank.

oh fuck. see, this is the perfect opportunity. if you had a mixer, you'd make a cake.

[cozylittleartblog]

@staff if you [change] the [design] of the fucking [dashboard] i will kill you

edit. i want it on the actual post that i am not actually making a de-th threat against the staff. that's shitty. the caption quotes the fucking costco hot dog meme, which i originally said in the tags. if any staff member sees this please do Not take it personally

[britcision]

Hey when you move out on your own the most important food tip I can give you is “maybe you don’t hate x maybe your guardians just cooked it wrong”

The number of foods I have learned I really like if they’re Fucking Seasoned

The number of foods I’ve introduced friends to that they warned me they’d always hated til I let them try a piece of mine

Also marinade things for 24 hours the second you have your own fridge it is a GAME CHANGER you thought you knew food but you have never met her

[rendevok]

Act I ~ The Prince

A tapestry for Let No One Sleep by @azalawa-scroggs on ao3

[ash-and-starlight]

The world needs more Yue and Zuko friendship, I squeal just thinking abt the parallels. They deserve a life changing field trip together and if u have abt ideas I’m all ears 👀

Hiii anon this ask fermented in my inbox and in my brain for so long,, so take this??? Post canon yue lives/no war au arts?? Anyway aside from the Parallels and their political position & their duty before hoes grindset I think they could learn a lot from each other. With zuko learning the gift of patience & diplomacy from yue & Yue learning that allowing yourself to feel anger and speaking up can actually be Good.

anyway hypothetical life changing trip outcome: zuko takes an intro gender studies class and yue says fuck

(oh and also must not forget the crush on sokka)

[musubiki]

balor 🥰

[notvil]

cw/tw: lady dimitrescu x fem! reader, pussy inspection (reader receiving), previously established dynamic, reader wears a dress, size difference

“My lady…” your voice fades into nothing as she leads you by the hand to her oversized, opulent bed.

“Hush now, and sit down.”

You obey willingly, happily, crossing your hands in your lap as you sink into the mattress and watch her sit across the room at her vanity. The hard line of Alcina’s shoulders relaxes a bit as she takes off her wide brim hat to set it aside, you catalogue each of her dark curls that frames her face beautifully in the candlelight. It feels odd to watch her light her own cigarette, usually you’re doing it for her, anticipating her needs as you wait on her hand and foot.

Alcina’s lips purse around the tip of her delicate cigarette holder, it leaves traces of her lipstick behind when she pulls back and breathes out smoke, “Lift your skirt.”

You’re not surprised, this is routine by now, but it still makes heat bloom from your neck to your cheeks as you toe off your shoes and scoot back on the bed, pulling your dress upwards until your legs are exposed to her.

The silence in her bedroom is deafening, each rustle of your clothes and drag from her cigarette feels impossibly loud as you wait for her, not moving more than instructed.

It feels like ages before you hear the creak of her chair as she rises, heels clicking closer and closer until her hands are on you, cold and spanning much more of your thighs than your own hands can. She drags one of her long, claw-like nails over your inner thigh, up, up, up, until it’s right at the top of your underwear. You hold your breath as she hooks into the cotton and begins to drag it down, you should’ve known she would tease you like this.

When your underwear finally slides off your legs and exposes you, she makes a sound in her throat, a rippling, rumbling thing that tells you she’s pleased, a touch amused even.

"Sweet girl, you’re trembling.”

Her long, perfectly manicured fingers spread you open for her, you always have to work through the embarrassment as you wait for her to observe and inspect you until she’s satisfied. You allow yourself a sigh when she begins to stroke you idly, each pet over your clit makes you clench and twitch. It’s not enough to make you cum, not even close, all it does is make you sensitive and impatient, wetter by the minute. It takes all your effort not to buck your hips into her hand, you know that won’t get you anywhere besides a spank or two right on your cunt.

She’s toying with you, and she doesn’t even try to pretend she’s not. Your lady is usually gracious with you, her daughters are usually the ones who tease you, but when she has her fingers or mouth on you she becomes awfully condescending— and you both know how wet it makes you. Alcina loves to feel your fragile human body, loves to make you squirm and writhe while she gets her fill of your pretty face and quickened heartbeat.

“My lady,” despite your best efforts your tone still comes out desperate, “Please!”

You can’t help the embarrassed whine that escaped you when she laughs, a dark, beautiful thing that floats out of her perfect lips.

Suddenly her mouth is on you, tongue laving over you’re nothing more than a flavor of wine to be sampled and savored, and your self control shatters, your hips buck into her. Thankfully, she’s in good humor and she follows the movement gracefully, stroking your clit with her tongue before she pulls away.

“My dear,” she coos, making goosebumps rise all over your body, “Settle down now, I’ve only just begun.”

[sketchy-tour]

Thank you, Remderem!

[egophiliac]

do skully have pokemon?

Pumpkaboo is the obvious one, but y'know, sometimes the obvious one is the right one! (we'll say SUPER SIZE Pumpkaboo, just for fun. big pumpkin for big skeleton boy.) and another person actually also suggested Greavard, which I somehow hadn't considered, but feels so perfect that I feel like I should have. dangit.

(they can also have little Nightmare Suit costumes :D)

[nemkero]

uncle ekko

[lil-vibes]

Day 5: Peer into the darkness

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(prompt list here! ) + bonus bc i cant help myself 😔

[knifearo]

being aromantic is like. hey btw you're going to live a life that is the culmination of most of society's worst nightmares. sorry lol ✌️ but then you turn around and take a really good hard look at it and it turns out that living in that nightmare is fucking awesome and you get to wake up every day and take that fear that other people have and laugh and hold it close until it's a great joy for you instead. and being happy is a radical act that you define instead of someone else. and you're sexy as fuck that's just a fact of life i don't make the rules on that one