#and I'll do it again damnit

[addlepater]

ykw I dont blame Tommy for not wanting to put up with tntduo's bullshit.

like imagine you're a teen, you live in a ravine, your brother is suicidal and suddenly you're his caretaker (even if he'll never admit that), and all of a sudden this guy who stood by as you were being shot at and exiled from the home you built shows up with bruises and the look of a man who just shot his husband.

but you happily let him in, because you're kind, and he's hurt, and maybe he can help you with Wilbur so you don't need to hear him ramble about how he's sure your best friend is going to backstab you 24/7.

and he does help! in fact, he's been making sure wilbur goes to bed every single night, and sleeping in his bed, which is good, because he gets night terrors, and you miss sleeping in his room, but not as much as you feel like you should, and he's even started-

is that- oh, ok, thats- yeah. yeah. sounds like the bed frame is squeaking in the other room.

and so now you need to wear earplugs at night, and awkwardly try to figure out how to tell them to cut it out while not insinuating that there may be anything going on between them because they both get incredibly defensive every time you joke about it.

and your brother is back to only wearing turtle necks, and Quackity and him get into screaming matches every other day and leaves you to pick up the pieces and deal with an even more dysfunctional brother, and you cant really be mad at Q because yeah, sometimes he is a prick. you wish he would just go away sometimes, stop throwing hissy fits and running off to go stare at the button, stop coaxing you into following him and giving a speech because he needs to be reminded of why to stay alive. you want a break from him and his bullshit.

you want him to go away.

anyways yeah so I'd be pretty damn tired of them flirting and then insitsting they're not flirting and subjecting you to witnessing their horrible "little will they wont they" plot.

AND I think c!Tommy should be allowed to call them faggots for that.

next question.

[pb-and-jammothy]

“It’s not like we can be friends. Angels and demons make lousy friends,” said Crowley. “There’s always an attraction there and then sex gets in the way.”

“I guess we can’t be friends, then.” Aziraphale rolled his eyes. “That’s too bad. I don’t know anyone in London.”

Welcome welcome one and all to the world of

When Aziraphale Met Crowley…

Created for @do-it-with-style-events 's Silver Screen Bang, this project is written by @the-bentley (AO3), arted by yours truly.

Pop some popcorn and snag a seat in the diner on AO3, Fall 2024

[necrotic-nephilim]

-debby ryans at you- how are you feeling about that thunderbolts* trailer, snookums. your old blog is trying to crawl from its grave.

you are an unhinged rat for sending me this ask i hope you know <3 you already knew that but i'm telling you anyway bc you're a rat bc now i have to explain myself-

this is from @eebuckley my partner <3 i've alluded to it in the tags of this blog but i used to be a semi-popular MCU blogger from like 2018 to 2020. (semi-popular for the ship i wrote, anyway) and since like, probably Infinity War/Endgame i have been slowly more and more disillusioned by the MCU ranging from only passively being interested in projects to outright despising them if i saw them. which sort of sucks, given how much i loved the MCU at it's height. i was like. aggressively into it. like a "i had asthma attacks watching trailers bc i got so excited" level of into it. maybe cringey in hindsight, honestly but yk. whatever brings you joy, ig.

and anyway- my partner witnessed my very real and normal reaction to the Thunderbolts* trailer and now i'm *mad* bc i'm actually excited about it. it made me feel about the MCU a way i haven't felt in years, especially after a lot of announcements that rlly pissed me off.

cannot believe it looks like we might actually get a comics-accurate Yelena and a comics-accurate Bucky. i'm such a sucker for Bucky Barnes, he's one of the only Marvel characters i actually read Marve comics for and i'm forever bitter how badly he got screwed over. if that movie is good i'm going to end up writing fanfiction. probably crossover fanfiction bc over my dead body will i write just plain MCU fanfic. and i'm a Jason Todd/Bucky shipper anyway so i could make it work, i think-

anyway TLDR is i'm excited and i'm mad about it and how dare yo expose me for being an MCU fan on THIS blog. you coulda send this ask to my MCU blog that still exists and i have occasionally used. but instead you *exposed* my ass on my refined DC blog as a filthy Marvel fan. i will be divorcing you again. ty gn ily

[maburito]

So I did take that advice...and no matter what i see on the guide i can't fucking tell which missile tank i am missing. At least the energy tanks i know...

So now I'm currently going back through all the fucking zones in which missiles tanks might be with the guide

[morbid-dreamzz]

The d-arts Megaman figure comes with Rush as an accessory. Guess what.

One of my dogs just broke him. He's not even repairable, all that was left were destroyed pieces.

I... I have no idea if I'll be able to get a replacement. I remember seeing a store that was selling Rush separately but that was months ago & it's on a place far, far away from my home. I can't even go alone due to safety reasons.

God fucking damnit

[reddiamond505]

0 POINTS

[kariachi]

2 am fic! Oh look, Reboot!Kev pre-show! Featuring Kev being trans and his dad being... better than he could have been.

Warnings for shit parenting, transphobia, homophobia, misgendering, that sorta jazz. Kevin's dad's an asshole, people are assholes, Kevin deserves better.

~~

“Eden’s been insisting on being called ‘Kevin’ for the past few weeks now.”

“Okay, and?”

“She’s been ignoring teachers when her name is called.”

“Does she answer to Kevin?”

“Yes-”

“Then there you go, problem solved.”

“She’s also been getting into fights with other children for using her name and treating her as a girl.”

“They’re gonna wanna stop doing that then.”

“Mr Levin, I don’t think you understand-”

“I understand you’ve got so much free time rather than just calling my brat by a new name you gotta drag me out of work for a whole-ass meeting. Gotta whine to me about my kid being mean instead of telling these other parents theirs are fucking morons picking fights.”

“Eden-”

“You said yourself, kid’s made it clear how he’s gonna be called, this point it’s on those other brats for pushing their luck.”

“Mr Levin, we can’t allow any student to just run roughshod over the rest of the school.”

“Well I don’t know what to tell you then, ‘cause I’m not telling my kid to kiss your ass just ‘cause you fuckers are too lazy to do your damn jobs. Now, if you don’t mind, some of us have shit to do.”

“Alright then. You should know Eden is suspended for the five days.”

“…” “…Kevin is suspended for the next five days. She won’t be allowed back in the school for that period.”

“Of-fucking-course not…”

~~

“And don’t you think this is some sorta vacation, I expect the house to be damn spotless if you’re gonna be home all day!”

Clutching the strap of his backpack like a lifeline, Kevin slipped out of the car, the slamming of the driver’s door shooting up his spine. He said nothing, careful not to fall too far behind as he shut his door and followed his grumbling father up the front steps. There were plenty of ways to guarantee a bad day would get worse, and a top one was him having to come in and talk to the principal. To the point Kevin preferred to just get detention- nobody expected meetings over detentions, and it meant he didn’t have to go home for another hour or more. But then, that was also assuming it was the normal reasons his dad got called in. He was dirty, he was getting into fights, he used too many bad words or words he knew weren’t bad but that got the grown-ups all antsy anyway.

Kevin knew perfectly well this hadn’t been one of the normal reasons. Some part of him had known it was coming ever since he’d taken those scissors to his hair. Since he’d gone to up Mr. Dilgard in homeroom and told him his name. Since Tina had called him a lesbian like she was calling him a worm and nearly lost a tooth. In all truth he’d been hoping that it all would just, never come up, that his dad would just completely miss the change.

His last birthday had included a new sweater that’d been at least three sizes too small and also Blue’s Clues themed- there’d been decent odds.

And instead there he was, shutting the door behind him, eyes on the floor as he turned inside. Catching sight of his dad’s worn work boots planted firmly in the middle of the entryway, gaze climbing up his jeans, passed the crossed arms to the cold, unimpressed frown on his face. Kevin could hear his heartbeat going too fast, his gut knotting, something lodging itself in his throat. It was always hard to tell just what was going to get thrown his way, from a half-hearted compliment to a cutting dismissal, waved off as not worth the time or insulted as a waste of it. The uncertainty hurt worse than usual.

“So, a boy, huh?” Cornered, he shoved the fear trying to claw up his windpipe as far down as he could. Drew himself up as large as possible, shoulders back, meeting his dad’s eyes. Clenched his teeth till they ached as he forced himself not to blink, not to waver. A silent dare even as something awful wrapped around his spine.

(He’d listened to all the horror stories, curled up under his covers at night. He’d still chopped off his 'pretty' hair until the word stopped ringing in his head.)

(He’d read all about the pros of sitting in the closet until you were far away from your family. He’d still thrilled at the feel of his name on his lips as he told all his teachers.)

(He’d never been made to feel or be by halves. Pretending to be somebody else damn well might have killed him.)

He wasn’t going to pretend to be sorry.

His dad huffed a breath of air through his nose.

“Well, at least you’ve got some balls on you,” he said. Some amount of weight fell off Kevin’s shoulders, he could almost hear it crashing to the floor. Still, he kept tight as a support cable as his dad’s arms dropped, the man turned and headed deeper into the house. He probably wasn’t going to get thrown out, or sent to some sort of asylum or something...

(Mr Levin didn’t do things by halves either, if he’d been angry there’d have been no question of it…)

“You wanna be a man then I expect you to act like it, no more crying, no more of that girly shit-”

It could have gone much worse.

[volivolition]

Idk if you saw or not but a new chapter of the fury of a shattered mirror dropped last night! I haven’t read it yet but I thought I should let you know 😎👍

awughgh HELL YEAH!! ive been away from my laptop for a while so i didnt see, thank you birdy!! :] this is the best news ive had all day hkjgh <33 excited very excited going to read it now <33

[very-uncorrect]

I'm gonna die one day oh my god holy shit fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck there's no afterlife oh holy shit fuck help oh my god no no no no no

[themanwhovibez]

Tumblr... I would appreciate if you fuckin worked 😭 I have tried posting TWICE about the Transformers:One movie and once again, it has NOT posted

[passerinesoncaffeine]

I just finished omori. I'm going to cry for the next three hours.

[nightingale-prompts]

Danny lives in a horror movie-DC x DP prompt

Based on my favorite book series "tales from the gas station"

It's not every day that a mission requires the league to travel to middle America in a bid to obtain a highly cursed artifact but it certainly is today.

Locating the Seal of Silent Ashes was a task usually given to Justice League Dark but Constantine was currently busy. So that meant it was left to the poster boys to get this done. They dressed in civilian attire to investigate the last location of the seal starting with the first building on the edge of town. A small dusty gas station near the woods.

The inside had an awful smell, like death and cleaning fluid. The lights gave off a greenish-blue tint. Rats could be seen out of the corner of your eyes. Most of the chips were offbrand and crappy.

Behind the counter was the teenage boy chewing gum. He looked up at the group before going back to reading his book. He had clearly seen better days but didn't show signs of caring about the state of his hair or bags under his eyes. He drank his coffee.

The air felt off.

"Hey kiddo, do you mind giving us directions?" Clark started.

The kid narrowed his eyes as he popped his gum.

"You're not from here. That or you're from that cult in the woods. Listen I'm not joining. Seriously, cosmic nihilism and fatalism sounds doomed. Hey wait-" the teen checked his notes " No, the cult killed themselves in that mass suicide 2 weeks ago. I forgot, sorry."

The teen didn't say anything else as he went back to his book.

The horrified look of the adults shared was almost hilarious. At least to the teen if he looked up.

"Oh, and stay out of the woods. I don't want the police to come back and ask about who saw you last. Seriously if whatever is in there tears you apart I won't feel bad. I put those signs out forever ago and if I get one more girl covered in blood running in here screaming about her dead friends I'll get a headache." The teen shrugged turning the page.

"What do you mean?! Why would-?! Who's killing people?!" Barry asked frantically as Bruce serched for more reports of missing people in the area.

"I don't know. Why would I know? If you want to go in the cursed forest go ahead. I mean that's how they all die. It isn't my job to stop you. My job is to sit here and watch this store." The teen huffed in annoyance.

Before anymore questions were asked the signal of the radio was disrupted and a demonic howl screeched through the radio.

"God damnit. That cunt is back. Stay here." The teen growled as he grabbed his bat from under the counter and walked out the back door. "String bean! Get off the fucking roof you bastard! You know that radio is all I have here!"

A chattering laugh like a death rattle was heard and the sound of 2 sets of feet was heard on the roof then they lept down.

"Come here so I can beat you to death!" The teen ran around the building towards the front of the gas station chasing-what the fuck is that!

It was like a human that was twisted to crabwalk on all fours backwards. Its face was contorted into a black stretched-out smile with no teeth. It had no eyes just black sockets. All its limbs were stretched out to an extra meter in length. It was a skinwalker of some kind with chalk-white skin. It was skittering away from the teen who was swinging his bat at its head.

"Stop running! I told you before what would happen if I found you fucking with me again!" The boy meant it as he finally landed a hit and began wacking it over and over it.

The skin walker screeched and tried to run for its life but couldn't.

After reducing the monster into a black puddle the black-stained teen came back inside to sit back down not paying anymore to the monster blood he was covered in.

"Sorry about that. Most of the freaks around here have learned to stay away from this place. That one is new and he doesn't listen. You'd think they'd learn but Sting Bean thinks he can torment me. Petty bastard." The teen sighed "anyways are going to buy anything or are you going to waste what oxygen we get in here with this shitty ventilation.

Diana couldn't help but admire the boldness of the boy. He had no hesitation or fear against the beasts of this area even if was crude.

"Does Constantine have a cousin or something? Just a more angry one" Barry whispered to Hal.

[frenziedcrescendo]

BIDEN JUMPSCARE

AUGH JESUS EVERLOVING CHRIST

[suiana]

(yandere! zombie x gn! survivor reader) (im such a youtube shorts kid bruh this idea came to me because of a video i watched)

did you know that zombies retain their habits from when they were humans?

well you sure as hell do now, because why is your annoying neighbour still following you around?? he's literally fucking rotting???

"shoo! go away!"

you hiss at him, shooting a rubber band at him before quickly climbing up a tree. phew, you wouldn't be bothered by him from here. it's been like this for a few days now, your undead neighbour following you around as you did your best to survive in this ruined world.

you never really liked him, your neighbour that is. he's always been that one weird guy that keeps annoying you ever since he moved in. constantly knocking on your door and asking to have meals together, to getting to and from work at the same times as you... you're so sure that he was stalking you. how could it ever be a coincidence that he just somehow knew when you were going out and coming back from work?

but now you wouldn't ever know and it's not like you wanted to know anyway. ignorance is bliss after all. oh! he's also very stubborn and it's quite apparent in his zombie form.

"bweh."

"go away!"

the zombie hits at the tree you were sitting down on as he looks up at you with what seemed to be puppydog eyes. you could only grimace at the sight before checking through your supplies. shit, you're running out of stuff.

"ugh... i'll need to scavenge for food-"

"guh!"

you raise an eyebrow at your undead admirer before humming. right, you suppose it isn't that bad that you have him around... he gives you stuff that's useful and scares away other mobs (you think he eats them if they get too close to you). you would've actually coddled him like a dog if he wasn't trying to get into your pants or kiss you every second.

"thanks."

you lean forward and snatch the bad of chips from his rotting hands before stuffing it into your bag. mn, you could probably have that for your lunch and dinner tomorrow.

"let's see... i need to find a good place to sleep tonight."

"bwa! buh beh!"

your zombie immediately starts scratching at the tree bark before jutting his lower lip. huh...

"no, i'm not sleeping in your apartment."

"gah!"

you think you're starting to understand zombie language because why are you holding full on conversations with him??

"don't give me that face. you know our apartment complex is riddled with zombies. i don't want to be turned."

"kh... gur! rh..."

"you think i'm trusting you? i swear i saw our old neighbour lurking around there and he was an olympic sprinter."

you shake your finger at the zombie before sighing softly. why did this apocalypse have to happen? things were going great for you before this. you just had a raise and you were so close to landing a date with your hot boss!

if you didn't know any better you'd have thought that your little zombie admirer was the one who kickstarted this zombie apocalypse because of his jealousy. what did he work as before he turned? a scientist?

"tn... jhn... ngh..."

"don't act all sassy with me right now. it's not like i want to sleep in your place to begin with. you'd probably lock me in there with you and i'd be trapped."

"bah!"

rolling your eyes at the sassy undead man, you rest against the trunk of the tree and shut your eyes. might as well get some rest before setting off again.

"i'm going to rest now. help me keep an eye out."

"kah kah. jah?"

"no, i won't kiss you. and no, i most certainly won't reward you with myself. you're rotting, damnit! how many times do i have to tell you that?"

"ui..."

what in the sassy zombie apocalypse have you gotten yourself into?

[maburito]

MY BABY NO!!

WHERE IS MY BABY 😭😭😭 !!

[cherryc1nnam0n]

Okay but since no one has done it I share with you more of Eddie and his excessive cumming (because I may or may not be horny as hell and in need of being pumped full of cum)

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When you had sex with Eddie for the first time you had expected him to cum a lot, since he had explained he usually came more than the average man

What you didn't expect was litters, gallons of cum to leak out of this skinny man

He had been fucking you for over an hour, bringing you to orgasm many times before he was even close to cumming, those long sessions of edging himself had worked on building up his stamina

"E-Ed's... Please just... Just cum already I-I can't take any-more..." You said in between moans and gasps as his huge dick rammed into you

His 8 inches of pure cock had been slamming into your g spot since he entered you and you were seeing stars as he kept on pumping inside you, eyes rolled back as you held onto the bed and his forearm for dear life

"Oh, come on baby, you can give me one more can you? Come on, gimme just one more and I'll let you have my cum, m'kay?"

You nodded rapidly, wanting to do anything just for him to finish and have a rest, of course, you did want to cum just one more time and if he was hurting you he would stop immediately, but you wanted this (slut)

His thumb played with your clit as his right hand held your leg over his shoulder, your other leg spread wide open as your pussy kept on being abused and all puffy for him

"Mmm yeah baby, cum again, please cum again" he begged you sweetly, nearing his edge

"C-cumming!"

And that's when you felt it...

He had closed his eyes as he sloppily thrusted into you, his hips stuttering as he finally came to a stop, occasionally thrusting into you again, and then the warm feeling of his cum embraced you, but you felt it twice as much

"Eddie? Are you still cumming?"

From his face you could tell he was, he looked in heaven, blissed the hell out, eyes hazy and glossed over, mouth parted and nose flaring as he kept on cumming, again, and again, and again, deep, deep inside your pussy, reaching your womb and even your cervix

"Aaah... J-just... A little mmmhm more..."

He thrusted into you again, wanting more friction to finish pumping you full, the warmth was running down your ass crack and onto the bed, but you were still as full

"How much do you-?"

"Shhh, just lemme finish babe, I-I'll... I'll clean us up when I'm... Mmhmm done" his eyes rolled back as he kept on shooting cum into you

"Mmmkay hun" you said in a lazy moan

4 more minutes went by and Eddie finally finished cumming, you felt your stomach harden and then deflate a little when he pulled out and all his cum came flooding out and ruining the bed, not your favorite sheets anyway...

"Damnit Eddie, is this normal?"

"I dunno baby, I just know it happens all the time"

You think you fell more in love with him, and now you needed more of his excessive cum...