#T-Bone Crash

[lazybakerart]

okay but buck finding out he’s tommy’s emergency contact only after tommy’s been admitted to the hospital

[tommygettingwrittenoff]

crying laughing at the thought of buck inviting eddie to his dates with t because "he really needs to get out of the house" and t is like. fine with it he guesses. but at the end of the night t says pointedly "well, it's getting late. probably time to call it" and eddies just like "oh youre right bye t" and bucks like "bye t" and they leave together and t is just standing there like. wtf???

[fnaf-mp]

Oh no.

FIRST - PREV - NEXT

[carpisuns]

cause of death: crashed my car bc I was going too hard to the Pokémon theme song

[gobbluthbutagirl]

also this obviously doesn’t count as seeing a dead body irl re:that poll i just reblogged BUT do you guys remember my post about one of the worst days of my life ever aka may 14, 2021. the day my car was totaled and then some guy merged on top of me like 10 minutes after i got the rental car and i wound up riding around with the freaking tow truck man for like 2 hours because he didn’t want to let me just call an uber but i’m pretty sure he did want me carnally. Well anyway the part of that whole experience i always forget due to how much other stuff happened that day is him talking about other crashes he had towed vehicles from including one that was fatal and he was on the scene before the cops. so he literally just whips out his phone and starts showing me photos of some guy’s dead body after a wreck. And i was just like Oh wow because like. What the hell else do you even say in that situation

[brittlebutch]

working on splitting everything out into proper chapters and it's making me laugh a little bc it's, the lead into this fic is like 8 chapters of build up just for the plot to sweep in from left field and knock you on your ass; i'd feel inclined to make it Less like that but tbh i think it's kind of perfect that way

[smashwolfen]

Purdy perfect snowflakes on my bus ride home falling tonight!

[softwarmfur]

ate pussy with a half hour long car crash compilation playing in the background last night. my david cronenberg slay...

[carcrashcockrash]

hi. just now realized the 2nd part of your url is cock rash and not cockroach for some reason

YOU THOUGHT I WAS COCKROACH??!???!????!??!????!?!????!??!????!?!!?!!???!?!??!!!?!?!

[artcalledwind]

I’m the Dad Gone I breathe, hailed from Phoenix Moved to end of belt breeding Accumulation still held for test Went Army stretch across the skins to Tattoos I’m the Dad Gone For Service Wordsbymm||mmybsdrow Mmybsdrow||mmybsdrow Service For Gone dad the mmmm, i Straight lines fill the shading add colors In mostly darkly to the lightly In the Democracy for healing I still breathe, got a dragon tattoo or two Either reflections Wordsbymm||mmybsdrow Mmybsdrow||mmybsdrow Wordsbymm||mmybsdrow Mmybsdrow||mmybsdrow Wordsbymm||mmybsdrow Mmybsdrow||mmybsdrow I’m the Dad Gone Why wasn’t Jan 6, under RICO? For all assailants and the Master Dictator Master definition of education Master decline in thee environment Master the lowers classes Rump T Kids sin run around To the leaders Better than their own That’s a VDTM ep-episode kind That’s a vdtm ep-episode kind of Crisis’ Cry Sis Cry Sea’s Crease (Fuck i sound like, them now, but do you know that song wasn’t playing today!) It the greasy old bolts in tha heads Now fall down , we small hop scotched For’e A whole wide world Everyday Even on in the Country Of Ours In the Dad Gone Wordsbymm||mmybsdrow Mmybsdrow||mmybsdrow I’m ‘ ‘ ‘ I ‘ ‘ ‘ In ‘ ‘ ‘ Gone dad the mmmm, i Straight lines fill the shading add colors In mostly darkly to the lightly In the Democracy for healing “ quote it “ ‘Or quote ‘em’ *may i symbolize an asshole with\ * ^upper <doing nothing4Globe X’s all days of building Those old classical of historic times still Classical and not ancient Still dumb rhythmic rhythm-antic times our up breeding all allows We are subjects Sub-dosed Sub—dorsed in all things My blood says, penetrating all of them Soulless and anarchist’s In America *, ^,la, $rumpty, law oh say oh OVERSTEER T-Bone or over steer right to not kill Saved the impact to my side The lines of a vehicle Crashing Well Trump! You don’t even drive anymore To run a country I think towards the best HARRIS & WALZ Tomara Harris To ma rah Anther family could pronounce To mere ah X thumb i think I’ve spoken about XThumb^over3digits Xthumb X thumb Complain of my kicking The leaves, recapture

[lionblaze03-2]

In my world and mine alone, sunny, glory, and blister have survived a car wreck

[quierd-kitten]

I’ve spent my whole life life with people asking if I have an eating disorder making comments about my eating habits and responding with ‘no, no, I just have a bad relationship with food. It’s not about weight so it’s not an eating disorder. I’m just not hungry/feel sick/don’t like that.”

Heard somebody mention ARFID isn’t like other eating disorders with the weight gain/loss preoccupation and they briefly described it and I just looked it up and ohohoh. Ough.

[funnyexel]

loves you. hates them.

Rich!boyfriend who really isn’t your boyfriend but more of an arranged husband. He’s sweet and all but you think he’s a bit overbearing for someone you just met.

Rich!boyfriend who demands your free time, disregarding how tired you may be from working. Rich!boyfriend who hates how much you work and provide for your family, he realizes how soft and spineless you are when time comes for you to speak up for yourself.

Rich!boyfriend who’s intoxicated by the way you smile at him and the small touches you give him to express your gratitude for the excessive gifts. The way your eyes light up when you see him won’t ever get old to him. Rich!boyfriend who see’s the potential in you, even if your mother tells him otherwise.

Rich!boyfriend who is immediately consumed by disinterest whenever your mother and father want to speak with him. They have so much to say and critic about your life, yet, they rely on their young daughter to get them out of their financial burdens.

Rich!boyfriend who notices the behavioral change in your sister every time he comes around. The way she perks up when he enters the room, the difference in the way she dresses when she knows she’s going to see him versus when she doesn’t know. Rich!boyfriend who is disgusted by this and is even more repulsed when she tries to make a move on him. This pushes him to increase your time at his home and decrease the time you spend at your house. 

Manipulative!boyfriend who acts confused when you find your phone hidden away in his dresser drawer. Manipulative!boyfriend who forces you stay at his home for an extensive amount of time, convincing you that you are terribly sick from working so hard.

Manipulative!boyfriend who gives you a special type of medicine in your food so you stay sluggish and compliant. Manipulative!boyfriend who persuades you that the little white bottle he hides away is nothing and that you’re imagining things. 

Rich!boyfriend who assures you that you’ll feel better by the time the wedding rolls around.

Crazy!boyfriend who effectively got your family out your ear by smashing your phone to pieces and warning them that if they ever talked to you again, he’d do worse than cause a little car crash.

Did he forget to tell you that? 

Rich!boyfriend who lies assures you that he’ll find the people who T-boned your parents car.

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a/n: I think my requests inbox might be broken, directly message if it doesn't go through or don't. I don't know how it works.

[merakidoll]

this is apart of my anime tattoo shop series! warnings : needles, piercing nipples, unprotected sex, this is actually very dangerous! of course reader is chubby - and a bimbo

you were nervous. so incredibly nervous, but with the way draken fucked into you, stretching your hole with his thick length - you couldn’t even concentrate on the needle the other man had in front of you. “deep breath baby love” mikey smirked, pinching down onto your brown nipple with his black latex glove to get them hard and ready. draken held onto you tighter; a whimper coming from you when he slightly thrusted making your vision go blurry just when the needle pierced the skins.

“ughm fuck!” you didn’t know if your cursed from the pain; or the way draken slowly rocked into you, just so that mikey could get the jewelry through. “good girl” he whispered, bitting the top of your ear and grabbing ahold of your waist to bounce your body onto him. “t-too deep” you hadn’t even had time to focus on the burning the sensation that was coming from your new piercing. or the way mikey switched sides prepping for your next one. when draken saw him getting finished he stopped himself - making you whine trying to take control.

“just one more time sweet girl” mikey cooed, pinching your other nipple that had you clenching down onto the man’s cock beneath you. licking your skin draken bucked just before the needle went through again, making your mind go even more cloudy, but this time it came with a bone crashing orgasm that left you shaking. both men were in shock at the cream that got all over the leather bed, and the mess your had made on draken. mikey hadn’t even had time to put in the jewelry, just watching how darken soothed you enough so that he could.

his dick was hard in the pant that he wore, jumping at your whimpers and moans, and how draken started to fuck into your widly chasing his own pleasure, while simultaneously giving your another one. shaking his head he plopped in the rolling chair watching the scene in front of him. “next is her belly, and i call dibs on fucking her”

[justporo]

So you'll see tomorrow

A/N: Seeing a beautiful piece of artwork by @velnna and listening to Half life by Livingston I got a very angsty idea for a drabble (so be warned, it's sad). This idea came to me first a while back listening to Just a Man (you know from *that* BG3 edit). @velnna as always thanks for letting me play with your son - and sorry I hurt him... Also thank you to Dad on Maf's discord server for the inspo for the final line.

Warnings: implied character death (but this is just an alternate timeline ok??), self sacrifice

~~~

So this was it.

This is how they would all die.

There was no way they would defeat the Netherbrain. All their endeavours that led them here, all for naught. Unless…

Staeve saw it in his eyes first. How their expression changed from swimming and hopeless to hardened and determined. Astarion’s brows drew together - the crease they created between them as sharp as his daggers he lifted up once more.

“Staeve.”

He had never heard his voice like this. The tone as sharp as a knife and hard as rock.

It scared him.

“I’m going to create an opening for you. Be ready.”

Fear dug its claws into Staeve’s throat, choking him, as he began to realise what was about to happen.

“No,” the half-drow whispered, weakly grabbing for his lover’s wrists with all of his remaining strength.

“Astarion, no! You can’t do this!”

Panic gave Staeve new power. Helped him to forcefully turn Astarion around to him. Helped him make his love stare into his eyes as he screamed at him again. And again.

He shook him, even making the daggers drop from his pale, blood-speckled fingers.

Staeve kept screaming, feeling his voice become hoarse, hot streams of tears washing away the grime and gore as they made their way down his face.

But as he kept throwing everything at Astarion he noticed ruby eyes remaining hard and unfaltering. The decision had been made.

The last of his strength went with his last drop of hope as Staeve’s hands fell weakly from Astarion’s. His legs gave up, knees hit the ground hard.

And only then did Astarion shift, taking a final step back before making the run-up.

He dropped down in front of Staeve who could only stare up at him anymore.

“Let me do this one thing right, Staeve,” he whispered solemnly, cupping his love’s face. “Just this once let me make things right.”

Staeve’s vision was blurred, his head swimming. But he still clearly saw the warmth in Astarion’s eyes as he leaned his forehead to Staeve’s.

Astarion’s hand wandered to the nape of his neck as he pressed his eyes closed. “Promise me, you’ll live for me, Staeve. To the fullest.” When the vampire opened his eyes again, Staeve was sure there were tears in Astarion’s eyes as well.

There was nothing in Staeve to do or say. He wasn’t in control of anything anymore it felt like. Not even his own body as he solely kept listening to Astarion’s final words.

“And promise me,” the vampire continued, voice breaking, “sometimes - when you sit in the sun - you’ll think of me, Staeve. Promise me.”

Astarion only waited only long enough for Staeve to weakly nod, seemingly the only thing he was still capable of.

Then he crushed his mouth to his lover’s, the motion so forceful their teeth crashed together.

Desperation had them kiss so hard it hurt, that it felt like perishing already. Astarion’s hand on Staeve’s neck pressed down so hard it felt like bones might crush. A single last breath was passed between them as their lips moved against each other as they tried to make this the most vivid moment they had ever experienced.

One so he could never possibly forget this final kiss - how it had felt.

The other so he would go to his end, with the taste of his lover on his lips.

When a small eternity ended and Astarion broke away he grabbed Staeve’s face a final time.

“I know in another life, I would have loved you forever,” Astarion uttered with a smile.

Then he let go, Staeve almost toppling over, suddenly void of anything still lifting him up.

Astarion grabbed his daggers, turned around with a last glance and a smirk - and then he leapt.

[prettycottagequeer]

ok maybe I'm a little late to this BUT I'm gonna do a to-do list motivation thingy because I've had the worst two weeks since I started college :)

SO these I should start on asap:

50 I make the snack I really want but I haven't had the motivation to make

100 I clean my dorm. another thing I've been meaning to do for a week

150 I do the presentation about mid-victorian fashion I've been putting off (due Monday)

200 I start memorizing the monologue that was due a week ago (now due Tuesday)

these can wait longer:

300 I spend time outside. It's so nice but I'm getting stuck scrolling because I feel like shit. vicious cycle ect

500 I start setting a better weekend routine (aka getting up before noon)

1k I start working out again. I was doing a routine to get more masc and build muscle and I liked it but life hit me like Crowley driving the Bentley and I've missed like 3 weeks

2k I buy my first binder. I've been coping with sports bras for almost a year now and I haven't been able to justify spending $50+ on a binder even though I know I'd love it and use it everyday.

Do I tag people? I don't know but I'm going to. @the-globe-theatre-maggot @weirdly-specific-but-ok @howmanyholesinswisscheese

here's just some context if you want to read, feel free to skip. some of this I've talked about in the maggot server, some I haven't, but I really just need a place for this to go that's out of my head. tw homophobia, transphobia, car crash(??)

How I Have Been Run Over By The Bentley Going 90 In Central London What Feels Like 50 Times In The Last Two Weeks

I'm going to college about 4 hours away from my parents, and it's been really nice. They.. suck, to say the least. transphobic/homophobic ect, super traditional conservative catholic, racist, all of it. so i tried to move somewhere where I wouldn't have to think about them and I could be myself and do what I can to be happy. March 1st was the start of my spring break, which meant going home because the dorms close. I was already not excited, but I was prepared. the problem with being away from home is I forget just how bad they are. My optimism gets the better of me and I think maybe this time they'll be better. so I decided to not hide my septum piercing.

that was a mistake. it starts a whole fight where they say we know you're trans, you're actually a girl and you always will be, we have the bones argument, they think I'm being influenced by demons or something (if only they knew about crowley) because I want to change my name, and they tell me that going on t will completely ruin my body and give me cancer and other things. They're also mad about my dyed hair, septum, and general style, and say I'm setting a terrible example for my (5) younger siblings and make it a point to tell me just how much of a disappointment I am. I think I'm pretty cute and fun but y'know, whatever. very fun time. I lie so much, don't give them any more details about my identity, and say I'm not planning to go on t to save my ass. which is all on instinct which makes me feel worse because if I'm really trans I should be able to stand up for that, right? maybe I'm faking the dysphoria.

the next morning I wake up really sick, and spend the rest of the week sick and feeling like shit because I'm home and back in the same place and situation I was a year ago that I thought I escaped. at one point I pretty much lose my voice but also kind of get gender euphoria from it. it's weird.

On Friday it's time for me to drive back 4 hours to school, and I make it about 3/4 of the way when google maps takes me on a random gravel road and I crash my car, really crash my car, like sideways-in-a-ditch-windows-broken-crawling-up-out-the-door crash it in the middle of nowhere. (I was fully paying attention to the road, it was raining and super slick) I call my parents because I have no one else to call and I sit in a Subway for 3 hours while they drive to get my car. when they get there they're (understandably) really mad, and they tell me that I'm not mature enough to be going to school so far away and I need to get my shit together and stop depending on them. which. is probably true. but made me feel even more stupid about the fact that I crashed my car. I get back to school and I'm still Very Sick with no energy or motivation to do anything. So I've spent the last week trying to get better and honestly to do anything. it hasn't really worked. I'm a lot better health-wise (Not emotionally), still sick but I have a lot of work due, so I really need a push to get started