#are simply fucking annoying

[roadmotel]

i’m so sorry but if castiel had been played by a woman the fandom would’ve fucking hated her just like they hated anna milton

[aardvaark]

the leverage team would have had a games night… once. everyone cheated so much and in such increasingly extreme ways that all mentions of monopoly are banned in their headquarters (this makes talking about marks who monopolize the market very confusing)

[cry-ptidd]

"All I see is a slave."

"And all I see is a fool."

[elsecrytt]

masochist gojo. gojo who's in love with pain, so much that it feels like pleasure, he can barely distinguish between the two anymore.

gojo who's so starved for touch. who's had an infinite space between himself and the whole world for so long, for so many years, every day in and day out.

gojo who's survived off glancing presses when a barista hands him a coffee, the rare hug from his students (who are mostly orphans) that he can't bring himself to decline.

gojo who craves more but can't bring himself to accept it except in fleeting moments with strangers or students.

his hands that long to be held. he wants it so bad that he teases a cursed spirit, laces his fingers with its own, right before he utterly crushes the being in battle, untouchable all over again.

gojo whose skin is hungry for someone else's. he hasn't felt the warmth of a hand in his own in so long. not since - since his youth.

gojo who sometimes wishes he could get hit. who sees the impact of curse techniques on his infinity and feels a wild, strange desire for them to go straight through and strike him.

he imagines it, vividly, being impaled by a long spear (inverted spear) that goes straight through him. how it would lance his flesh so cleanly.

being struck so hard, across the face, in the stomach, enough to knock the wind out of him.

enough to feel it with his whole body.

gojo who wants to be touched so bad he doesn't even care if it hurts anymore. infinity couldn't protect him from geto's betrayal.

gojo who keeps infinity up not because he doesn't want to get hit, but because he's terrified of what he might do when it happens.

gojo who got hard whenever geto sparred with him. he still doesn't know if it was because of geto, or because he had no infinity back then, no way to block the strikes.

he dreams of his youth. bruises littering his pale, pretty form like kisses, proof that he was human, there, that there was someone who could reach him.

dark purple things that turned pretty colors as they healed. he remembers pressing into them, relishing the hurt, feeling like he was getting hit (touched, reached, connected) all over again.

nothing ever touches him again. not like that. not like anything.

he never feels it. he never feels anything.

satoru gojo who wants, so very very badly, to feel something.

pain is a choice for him, always a choice. he alone has the privilege of deciding whether or not anything can touch him.

he could try to let more strangers touch him. one night stands, discreet arrangements. he had a pretty face and a body to match. there was no shortage of willing partners.

he lets them touch him, lets them hurt him. lets them drool over his body and use it at their leisure. they tell him he's beautiful, and he believes them.

white hair, blue eyes, sprawled out with a lean, unmarred body full of bare flesh for them to bite and scratch and bruise. he finds people who will do it, do it hard, fuck him up until he's lost entirely in the feeling of being touched, having someone against him, with him, above him.

it makes him feel like a piece of meat. it makes him feel good.

or he thinks it does, anyways.

sometimes, when he's gone particularly long without sleep, when his partner has gone particularly hard, he gets a real rush.

heart racing out of his chest. a cold sweat that overwhelms him. breaths coming in labored gasps. he can heal himself, he's physically fine, so this must all be in his head.

he acknowledges that information, distantly, like it's not happening to him. it doesn't help.

it feels like part of his body has been ripped away from him, something vital and important, and it's about to get up and run away.

always, always, it happens when his partner is no longer touching him. when he lays alone in the sheets, by his own volition, because of course these partners are not meant to be attachments.

love is not a privilege, though, not for the strongest sorcerer. it's a curse.

it's the only curse which infinity cannot protect him from.

so gojo stays untouchable. distant.

but the hunger doesn't go away. never.

he likes to imagine that suguru swallowed this one last curse before he died. something sweet and bitter, like losses at the arcade, sunny days at the beach, walking together with shoko, nanami, haibara.

but even suguru couldn't have absorbed this curse. it's in his bones, deep, longing and wanting even after he's dead and gone.

gojo is hungry. he is so, so hungry. and he has nothing to eat that will not leave him just as empty as before.

touch-starved. love-starved. pain-craving.

if someone could hurt him then it wouldn't matter that he was terrified of attachment. they could latch onto him, into his heart, under his skin. bury themselves in his chest like they belonged.

they could kill a hundred and twelve people and it wouldn't matter, because he wouldn't be able to kill them.

gojo is hungry, so hungry.

please feed him.

[sergle]

I love to hear what people say about Youtube Drama* but it's SO tacky when it gets so offbase that the posts people make start to be about completely off topic infighting within the Watcher fanbase

[gideonisms]

Once again frustrated by how Difficult it is to do very basic tasks

[cordeliawhohung]

me: oh boy, i've been having the absolute worst time with my mental health lately, have cried every day for the last week straight, have been having the most insane and disgusting family drama known to man, but at least i have my blorbos (:

annnnnnnnnd back to my hiatus i go. (maybe enjoy the 76k words of the FREE story you're reading and not have this be your first comment unless you wanna get blocked <3)

[quietwingsinthesky]

journey’s end au where the doctor tries to kick everyone off the TARDIS and they just go, ‘???? no?’ and won’t leave. can’t be stupid and think everyone will leave you when they won’t get out of your house.

[dieinct]

my most unpopular grouchy christmas opinion is that krampusposting is more cringe and irritating than sincere christmas love by like a factor of 50

[kelin-is-writing]

people like your domestic dabi headcanons because they're the goddamn best, and I hope you feel better about your exam :( but I don't think I've slid something horny in your inbox in a minute, idk how to make people feel better so maybe a distraction will help????💕

Dabi sees you at your desk on a phone call, and at first you think he's being sweet, coming up behind you, wrapping his arms around you, and giving you a kiss on the top of the head.

That is, until he starts leaving kisses on your neck, and his hands start moving towards your chest. kisses make way to hickeys and he's groping you under your shirt, pinching at your nipples. All the while you're just chatting away on the phone trying to pretend you don't want to gasp. Honestly, you may be doing it on purpose, you DO love when he gets riled up. ..

And it's working, he raises an eyebrow at you and circles your chair. You can see the moment he gets an idea as his eyes light up, putting a finger to his lips and saying "shh" with a smile somewhere on the border of cheeky and devilish.

Since it's just you two at home, half the time neither of you can be bothered to wear pants and that's very clearly working in his favor right now. He kneels in front of your chair, making eye contact with you and starts to run two fingers over your clothed slit, just gently tracing. He has to suppress a groan as he realizes how damp your underwear is getting just from something this simple.

He pushes your underwear to the side, practically salivating at the sight. He gives you no warning as he starts eating you out like a man starved, relentless on your clit. Eventually he adds his fingers and curls them just right to the point he knows you're seeing stars. Soon you do let out a moan..and another.. and another, and he has the most smug look on his face, he doesn't stop until you've come twice back to back and you're shaking, pushing his head away because it's too much.

He looks so proud of himself, you don't know if you have the heart to tell him.....

The phone call ended only a minute or two after he arrived.......

He was so distracted by the task at hand, staring at the beautiful expressions you make, and the delicious way your back arches off the chair, that he never realized you stopped talking.

oh he is so getting you back for this later. But you like when he gets riled up, don't you?

-🎃💖

listen...

LiStEn–

LISTEN—

all this has really no business at all being SO. DAMN. HOT.

and look... LOOK—

+18 MDNI

dabi x fem!reader

the way dabi would be super disappointed, literally pouting, when you tell him that the call had ended right after he came. boy really wanted to put on a show for whoever was on the other side of the device, not caring one bit if they realized you were getting magnificently ate up by your boyfriend, he would actually take pride on it.

but then a little lamp lights up inside his brain: you had played him with that.

how dare you play him with that and then act like it wasn’t a big deal? ohh he was going to get back at you so bad, dabi was going to make you cry.

“since you think mocking me it’s funny, i’ll show you something hilarious.”, the villain threatened with darkened face, eyes filled to the brim with such lust, hunger and dominance that it made you let out a nervous giggle as he got closer to the bed where you were sitting on.

after that warning he has been, first of all, fingering you for good until you weren’t completely drenched, almost making you reach your orgasm but ack–! that’s exactly when he stopped his ministration, leaving you a panting mess.

dabi then started to thrust hard into you, grabbing onto the headboard to push his dick deeper into your sopping pussy, husky groans leaving his mouth past his gritted teethes as your loud moans kept riling him up. when he noticed your walls clenching around his shaft, the raven haired boy stopped his thrusts and slid his cock out of your wetness.

the moment you gave him a confused look, he grinned widely “bad girls don’t get their reward so easily, princess.”, he rested an hand on your hip positioning you on your side before laying behind you, dabi then grabbed your upper leg with one hand lifting it up to stretch your pussy out and without a warning at all he thrust balls deep into you, a choked out moan leaving your throat from that sensation you yearned for coming back, he let out a restrained moan that came into the sound of an hum “god– hmpf! are you listening to yourself? letting out such cute lewd meowls for me– argh! i’m so fucking honored...”, he’s so annoying really, but damn was he doing you so good; the vigorous and lavish drags of his dick long your velvety walls were just so fantastic it made tears build up to your eyeline.

when he angled his hips lower and bucked them up against your ass, the tip of his dick hit right there a spot inside your pussy that completely knocked the air out of your lungs for a few seconds “a-ahh! dabi! ri-right there!”, oh god! yes! that was it! your orgasm has started to building up once more! it was near! so damn close! you were starting to get dizzy from the sensation that was running all over your body, but just when you were about to cream all over his cock, dabi pulled out making you whine loudly and childishly in complaint.

this was the second time he denied you an orgasm! he was seriously being too much right now!

“what is it my precious? are you perhaps feeling... wronged?”, the villain questioned acting like he didn’t know why you just whined, a lifted eyebrow and shit-eating grin on his lips that pissed you off even more. snorting he rolled on his back giving you a cocky stare “if that’s the case, then why don’t you come and get what’s yours?”, at that clear challenge you felt peeved by the tone with which he said it, resting your eyes on his erected dick though you completely melted and nearly drooled at the sight of your juices coating it so beautifully, pussy clenching around nothing as you crawled to him and threw a leg over his waist, straddling him.

“stop mocking me...”, you blurted pouting with deeply frowned eyebrows resting your hands over his abs, hips lifted, ready to lower yourself on his manhood and finally reach your precious climax. dabi smirked wolfishly as he rested his palms on your waist, holding tight onto it “serves you right... baby!”, he growled at the end before slamming his whole shaft inside of you so hard that you tumbled forward, falling onto his chest with a loud moan as he thrusted at relentless pace inside of you while his face was now buried on your neck, dabi’s hot breath fanning it before he licks it, leaves a brief kiss and then starts sucking onto the skin harshly.

you nearly choked on your spit when he added to all of it a spank that made your ass cheek burn, then suddenly— the ringtone of your phone went off from the bedside table where it was resting on.

he turned to it with a pissed expression, while you stared in its direction not actually seeing whatever your hazy eyes were looking at, too focused on the tip of your boyfriend’s dick hitting repeatedly your cervix and busy letting slurred moans run past your gaping mouth, tongue slightly lolling out from all the overwhelming pleasure.

the raven haired boy then had a brilliant idea that made a brief laugh come out of the back of his throat, a thrilled smirk curling up his lips as he grabbed your phone never stopping thrusting into you.

that made you snap out immediately from the limbo you were in, until now, and look at him alarmed “no–! wait! ahhn! dabi don’t–! it’s my b-oh-ss!”, shit, he was smirking full teethes now, that wasn’t a good sign, at all.

“if you answer him without moaning through out the whole call, i’ll let you orgasm.”, dabi instructed pressing his thumb onto the accepting call button, intensifying his gaze on you as he continued “on the contrary, if you let out even just a little tiny moan, i’ll edge you all night sweetie.”, he cackled at your horrified expression as his hips gave a particular sharp thrust that made you restrain a moan, scrunched up pained face as the pleasure was about to make you let out a sob “three, two, one– go.”, at that you widened your eyes, cursing through your teethes as he accepted the call giving the device to you.

“h-hello? yes– i’m free right now...”, at your answer dabi snorted, getting a glare and silent scowl from you that faded away immediately as he slowed his pace, dragging slowly his dick long your walls in smooth waves, making your brain all mushy “i put that document– in the main folder... i’m sure of it yeah...”, you kept answering panting silently while leaning closer to dabi’s face, heart-shaped eyes completely dazed as they looked back into his turquoise lusty ones, your hips moving to meet his thrust making his breath hitch inside his throat “yes– that one...”, the villain sticked out his tongue licking your upper lip squeezing one of your butt cheeks while his other hand slid to the small of your back, feverish gaze glued to yours “yes... i copied it in the usb too...”, you kept answering, but his slow thrusts were so not enough for your sexual appetite right now that in that moment you just couldn’t control your face anymore; you looked straight into dabi’s eyes pleading him with yours, eyebrows trembling from how needy you were, while biting down on your bottom lip.

then your walls clenching around him like a vice, made the boy’s last nerve snap and in a metter of second “wooah?!” “y/n? everything good there?”, dabi flipped you over, your back pressed against the mattress while your hand’s grip loosened around the phone, his index right away going on the red button “that’ll be all boss-san~”, beep, the call was done and your legs were now over his shoulders as he started to pound roughly into you groaning, your moans finally filling up the room once again, even louder than before.

his half-lidded eyes looked down your way, so beautifully spread under him as you whimper and moan his name, completely drunk on his cock.

god he adores that lovestruck look inside your eyes so fucking much.

“good girl, i’m gonna reward you all night.”

and so he did.

[findafight]

Some people say 'I love Steve' but the way they talk about him is just? My dude, you don't even know him.

"I love Steve!" They say, and then say things like they're fact about a man who is not even Steve that they made up in their heads lmao. Pure Clownery. Sometimes those things are mean and sometimes they just don't make sense.

Like Steve as a blushing and delicate nervous flower?? He is confident and charming and goofy! Yeah he's sweet but not docile. Who is this man they're talking about. What is happening there. Let him be suave.

Steve as an unrepentant bully? He was homophobic to Jon and insulted his family and then got his ass beat and realized oh no I shouldn't have done or said all that it was really bad and went to fix it and apologize? He mostly ignored people, didn't realize they existed (like Robin said) Maybe he and or Tommy/Carol spread a rumour or two, but I highly doubt they ruined anyone's life. Literally just a rich mean girl kinda guy who could make a bitchy remark and barely registered anyone not on his radar. Annoying and a jerk, but not horrible. Being popular requires people to like you, remember.

Being a doormat who never complains? Please. Steve complains all the time. He makes muttered remarks about things the kids do or say. He rolls his eyes like it's going out of style. He says no! He kvetches with the best of them (Robin)! He cares and helps but my god he's not doing it quietly.

Who is this man why is he so different from the Steve I know and love?

[hella1975]

i cannot stand the aot fandom this is not a new take at all they are universally intolerable but oh my dayssss u are FORBIDDEN from making ANY take about the show it's actually insane to watch. 'aot is perfect' no show is perfect. 'tell me you didnt get the show 😂🫵' people have different opinions/interpretations about things. 'eren is a good guy they could never make me hate him' i think there's actually 4 seasons and two movies explicitely using him as a tool to show that no one is 'good' or 'evil' they are only trying to survive. hello. the fandom r all so far up aot's ass that they actually discredit its writing in the process and it would be laughable if it wasn't so frustrating

[feluka]

mizora bg3: hiiii umm i just saw that you're doing the most stressful part of the game where you have to get 593829 people out in 6 turns or die? ok so i thought throwing a horde of spiders at you will spice things up even more okay hugs and kisses bye bye!

[gaydogmarriage]

alhaitham is such a lying liar who lies dude. acting like he and the sumeru boys gang have always been besties since forever. "that's how it's always been with the four of us" - man who has barely spoken to most of these people before he decided to team up with them to overthrow the government and regularly skips social gatherings with them. yeah right buddy ok

[podcast-hemocytoblast]

I keep thinking about the futility of Jon and Daisy’s efforts to resist their patrons and it makes me wonder….How terrifying must it be to be courted by the Web, especially if you’re aware of the fact that it’s happening? What do you do when the force of nature which seemingly controls everything in the entire world begins to draw you in? Does it even feel worth it to fight against what you are becoming when faced with the reality that the Mother of Puppets—who wants you—always gets what she wants?

[fallout-mars]

not to bring twitter discourse to tumblr but WHEN will people realise it doesn't have to be og vs ls you can simply have a preference without it meaning something deeper