#bc dumb brain go brrr

[rainbowvolt]

Happy Aromantic Visibility Day!!

💚🩶🖤

[omuricebreakfast]

La Creatura

I doodled with pen a few days ago and one of my results was this!

[godnectar]

showered, getting sleepy + entering chilling mode, and now 'm somehow fighting the urge to ramble + shitpost abt yandere santa, dilf ver. 🥴

[cutielights]

AHHHHHHHH! I LOVE UR WORK!!!!!!!!c

If u see this, can you do Rottmnt boys x sister reader? And when I say she’s random, I mean RANDOM

Y/n: Dee Dee Dee Dee Dee Dee Dee Dee Dee Dee Dee Dee Dee Dee i Dee Dee Dee Dee Dee Dee Dee Dee Dee Dee

Donnie: WHAT!?!

Y/n: ……can I have APPY juice?

Donnie: No

Thank u

TYSM LOVLEY <3333 I CRUMPLE OVER AND DIE WHEN PEOPLE SEND IN ASKS LIKE THIS

I’m just putting this as g/n so it can be read as anything and more people are comfortable reading it bc for a while I avoided F! Readers like the plague haha gender dysphoria go brrr

Tw: mild language

Nobody panic. It’s not lol-so-random-xD core.

Rise boys + Random sibling reader (platonic! tcest dni)

Leo

Encourages it

You probably learned it from him let’s be honest

“Let’s poor soup on dads head.”

“Miso or Tomato?”

Giving Raph heart attacks with the shit you guys say

“You’re gonna do w h a t ?”

“Don’t worry about it.”

“And afterwards we’re getting door-handles for April.”

“Does she need new door handles?”

“She will.”

Raph

He grew up with this

He is still panicking over the soup incident

He has you, Leo and Mikey sharing a braincell

Wishes you all had one brain cell each

Sometimes you say something that really just throws him off though

Waking him up in the middle of the night just to tell him something

“Crocs are like the Tumblr of footwear.”

“It’s literally five am, please go to sleep.”

“Like here?”

“No. In your room.”

Donnie

Spending your free time annoying him

You guys are siblings that’s basically a free pass

In your eyes at least

“Do you think you could make like a cheap jungle, bigger than like Russia?”

“A, a cheap jungle?”

“Yeah that’s what I said.”

*cue a long rant on why making a functioning jungle wouldn’t be cheap in any way due to inflation and costs and buying the land and the seeds and creating a functioning ecosystem god forbid you want to put animals in there*

“Yeah but like, could you though?”

“Did you even LISTEN?”

He then kicked you out of his room

Mikey

Matching each other’s energy

“I kinda feel like a soggy plate of broken pottery.”

“Mood.”

“With cheese on it.”

“Just like a pizza.”

“Pineapple pizza? Nah, the next step is grape pizza.”

“WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT?”

Embodiment of dumb and dumber

Both of you probably have adhd let’s be completely honest here

Getting distracted at least ten times during five minutes

[localkiss]

Princess Sprinkles!

Vendetta Chris Redfield x fem reader!

cw: dd/lg, creampie, squirting (guys idk how squirting feels like....), multiple orgasms (reader), fingering, pet names, praise kink, oral fixation (reader obv), light mentions of breeding, soft dom!Chris!!, afab terms used, size kink ish.., Chris being silly, Chris being a lil mean one time, and some fluff :3 !! — Lmk if I missed anything.

wc: 2005 !! (🤭 birth year go crazyy LOL!)

notes: if you don't like ddlg just um. Idk don't read 💀!! I fr try not to make the reader teeny tiny but like dude Chris is huge asf.. size kink go brrr 🧎🏻‍♀️! I'll be making reader a lil squishy from now on bc I'm not skinny either ☝🏻.Also I used to watch the Bratz babyz movie on repeat sm that the disc got ruined 😭😭 soo.. yes that part is directly from yours truly! Not proof read 😵‍💫

tags: @argreion, @rigorwhoring bc ily guys 😇!!

"Daddy!" You squeal as soon as Chris picks you up and spins you around. Making your fluffy mini pleated skirt twirl upwards.

Chris hoists your pretty body over his shoulders and pats you on the butt, practically skipping towards your shared bedroom. It looks like someone dumped all the squishmallows possible into the master bedroom. He can't help but think of you every time he sees a stuffed animal. Shits rooted in his brain. Stuffies = his angel!

Yeah, he might have to fight with them to make room for himself, but he wouldn't trade it for any other way. He doesn't actually fight them, knowing you'd throw a hissy fit and say "Hate daddy! Forever 'n ever!" Chris's heart shatters like glass whenever you say that.

He's grown softer because of you and those little threats of yours make his heart drop down to the core of the Earth. Would he admit it to team Alpha? No. Never in a million years. But they've got eyes and ears, they're not Patrick Star. Dumb and living under a rock.

Lately he's been covered in hickeys and cute little doodles that're supposed to be like tattoos by yours truly. Goes to work and gets teased by his squad, telling him how you've got him wrapped around your pretty little finger. How much you've changed him, for the better. He always shrugs them off, putting them back to work.

You for sure made Chris cut back on smoking a fuck ton. Constantly crying about how the stench will ruin your stuffies and the coat the walls of the house with a film. You're right, that's for sure. And the fact that second hand smoke is even worse is what clicks it into his head for him. His baby. His sweetheart, could end up dying because of his stupid ass habits.

Chris has lost too many of his men because of his habits. Too many good men. You are his savior. He pounds away the guilt into your needy little cunt. Constantly craving him. Needing him. Loving him. Honest to God, he needs that more than anything in this lifetime.

"Sweetheart," he sighs and sets you down onto the bed. "I missed you. Whatcha been up to?"

"Slept 'n colored and um... Ate some snackies, watch movie, 'n had lotsa juice!" You mumble, eyes glancing around the entire room. Using your hands to talk, as your words get slurred when you're in this state of mind.

Chris presses a faint kiss to your temple and noses down to the underside of your ear. Carefully holding the back of your head with his hand. He gives you more kisses and blows raspberries into your ear, making you squeal and swat at him.

"That's good baby. Glad you had a productive day." Chris smiles at you lovingly.

Your heart then swoons, making you feel all mushy inside. Praise gets him everything from you. Just like you crying out for daddy gets you everything from him!

He lazily starts to unbuckle his belt, pulling it through the loops. Setting it down on the bedside table with a thud. He starts to undo his fly, pushing his pants all the way down, kicking out of them.

Only dressed in his boxers and shirt, he engulfs you with a hug. Nuzzling into your neck, feeling your hands grab ahold of his shirt.

"Daddy?"

"Just recharging honey, hold on." His voice is deep and gruffy, sending chills up your spine.

You lay there, body buzzing with warmth as his figure presses you into the mattress. His hips shift and move against yours, causing you to gasp.

Thighs squeezing against his fit waist and he sighs into your neck. "Daddy's not charge. He excited..." Your fingers tug on his shirt and he sits up.

"Off?" Pointing to his shirt and you clumsily remove your own shirt and skirt. Now both of you are only in your underwear. Well, you still have your white thigh highs on, but still.

He presses your thighs up to your chest and settles in the middle as best as he can. Feeling his skin on your skin feels like heaven. Makes your panties wet, which he's noticed but doesn't want to say anything about it. Knowing you get all shy and embarrassed when he points things out like that. He likes it. Thinks it's cute that you want skin ship.

"So pretty baby," he pushes his hips forward. His cock catching onto your clit with each slow roll. "Pretty pussy, pretty tits. Pretty girl. My pretty girl."

Chris leans back and gets rid of his boxers. Pulling your panties up to slip his cock between your folds. Laying back down on top of you. Humping you instead of fucking you.

You can't complain, his tip his pressing against your clit nicely. Your hips rolling up to meet his and his dick slips inside.

He bottoms out immediately with a growl. "Baby. Did I say you could put it in?" Chastising you with a rough thrust, acting like it's your fault his dick slipped inside of your tiny hole.

"Daddy, didn't mean to. Not m'fault," you whine out, kicking your legs.

"S'okay. Daddy will make it all better." Chris presses a kiss to your forehead and acts like he's going to pull it out. Only to harshly thrust it back into you. "Fuck, princess. She's not wanting to let me go. You hear her crying for me?"

Moaning, you dig your nails into his back, "Daddy, daddy, never leave," you start babbling already.

He groans and rabbits his hips, making the bed rock against the wall.

"Wait, daddy, stuffies no want look, turn," you try to speak as he continues to fuck you like he hates you.

"Shit, okay baby. Hold on," he grunts and turns them around as best as he can. "Better now?"

You nod and go in for a kiss and he meets you halfway. Drooling into your mouth and your tongues swirl together before you suck on his. Moaning as he drives himself deeper inside of you. Squelching sounds and skin on skin echoing in the bedroom. Surely you guys won't get a noise complaint this time!

He spits into your mouth and smears it all over your lips with his thumb, pushing it into your mouth. Who needs a pacifier when you've got daddy's thumb?

Watching your eyes flutter shut and your lips wrapping around his thumb, it sets him off. His other hand driving down between you both and rubbing harshly at your puffy nub.

Biting down, you furrow your eyebrows. Breathing quickly and moaning softly. "Close," you hum around his digit. Sucking on it as you get closer and closer.

Chris's dick hits a special spot inside of you and your body shakes underneath him. Pussy trying to push out his cock as a clear liquid shoots out of you.

"Goddamn, baby, squirting on me, mmhh—fuck..." His hips falter and he dumps his cum inside of you. Resting his body on you, burying you into the bed. Making sure his cum never leaves you.

Chris pulls his thumb out of your mouth and kisses you feverishly. "Putting a baby in you, s'that alright princess?" Your pussy agrees by clenching around his thickness.

But he's acting like you've got a choice, since he's already done the deed. He pulls you up into his arms and you guys slowly make your way to the bath. Still connected and full.

Keeping you in his arms, he reaches down to turn on the water and put in the plug. You giggle and some of his cum starts to spurt out and drip down his balls. He settles in the tub with you on his lap, grabbing the soap to fill it with bubbles.

Chris slowly lifts you off of his length and sets you between his legs. Back pressed against his hairy chest. While his cum dribbles out of you.

His fingers make their way down to your sensitive cunt and slowly dips them inside. "Shh, I know baby," pressing soft kisses to your cheek as you whine and claw weakly at his forearms. The other one is keeping you pressed against him.

"Daddy's helping you baby," he starts to curl his fingers and your legs shake. Clearly overstimulated from earlier. But Chris starts to be a bit greedy, smacking his palm against your pretty little pearl.

Throwing your head back against his shoulder, he coaxes you into another orgasm. With the disguise of helping you get his cum out. If anything, he's trying to fuck it back into. Serious about putting a mini him or you inside of your tummy.

"Baby, almost there. Y'got it princess.. mmh.. cum one more time for daddy? Promise I'll clean you up and get us some donuts with sprinkles on 'em, just the way you like." Man, he's even bribing you! Daddy knows what you really want right now. So you whimper in response.

"Daddy, mmhhff... Daddy oh god! Please, please, please!" Your heels dig into the tub as the water fills it. His lips sucking and biting into your neck is what makes you cream around his digits.

Body convulsing and breath raggedy and higher as you come down from your second high of the night. Chris grabs your face and kisses you all over, mumbling praises into your skin. "Good girl, daddy's so proud of you."

Then, he takes his time washing you off, letting you play with the rubber duckies and splashing water onto him. Putting bubbles on his beard and making one for yourself.

"I daddy! See?" You pout and furrow your eyebrows, taking a drag of an imaginary cigarette. Chris rolls his brown eyes and takes the imaginary cigarette and puts it out.

"Babies can't do that stuff, remember? Only daddies can do that, silly baby girl." He wipes the bubbles off of your face and his, nibbling on your earlobe. Making chewing noises, "Om nom nom, my baby tastes so yummy!"

You squeal and press your face into your shoulder. "Daddy! Got wash so we can eat nummy donut! Donut sprinkle!"

He hums and gets to work. Gently washing your back and hair as you wash your front side and down to your toes. Chris hauls you up and he turns on the shower to wash your hair and his. God knows he needs this shower after training his new squad mates today.

Chris washes his own figure as you cup the water in your tiny hands and splash it up in the air. Watching you pretend you have powers as the water runs down your arms and to the tips of your fingers.

"Alright princess. Let's go get some sprinkled donuts," he pats your heart shaped ass with a chuckle. Wrapping you in a fuzzy towel, he gets to work drying you off. It reminds you of that Bratz babyz movie. Sure reminds him of it too. From how often you guys watched it, the CD stopped working and you threw a fit.

So of course, he bought a couple more, just in case. It's not like he doesn't have the money for it. So why not keep his baby sated with something so simple as a 2000s movie? He even bought you some Bratz dolls and monster high ones. Likes how you squeal and jump around in excitement every time he buys you something so simple as a doll. Makes him happy.

"Princess sprinkles and daddy sprinkles! Getting donut sprinkles! Sprinkles, sprinkles, sprinkles!" You laugh as he puts on your blue matching cinnamoroll pajamas that he spent fifty dollars on. Worth it in his opinion. Looks so cute on you, he can't help but press kisses all over your cheeks.

"Alright, alright, princess sprinkles. Let's go get in the car. Daddy'll buy you all the chocolate sprinkled donuts there is at the bakery." Chris's heart thumps in his chest. Yeah, there's a sprinkled shaped hole with a sprinkle version of you in his heart.

[peoples-problem]

Ok, hear me out because my brain is going brrr

What if at some point Eddie does die (I sure hope he doesn't, of course, but follow me here) and Buck gets custody of Chris.

So everyone is grieving but Buck is taking it the hardest, he becomes more quiet and reserved, almost like Eddie at the beginning

Someone has to replace Eddie at the firehouse so there can be a provie or someone transfered from some other place, and Buck is not his usual self trying to make them feel welcome (he also won't give them the cold shoulder like he did to Eddie at the beginning, he is just indiferente, which the rest of the team comments is not usual in him but nobody explains them exactly what happen, leaving that story for Buck to tell) and one day there's one of those emergencies that have everyone checking on their relatives on their way to help solve things out (we haven't had a tornado yet, right? So maybe that?) and everyone is somewhat calm about it because they trust the adults in their lives outside the firehouse to take care of the kids and themselves. But Buck doesn't have that. He has Chris, in school. Chim checks on Maddie, and she and Jee are ok, so his main priority is to send a message to the school that is just not delivering.

So they are on the firetruck, Buck clenching to his phone, the rest of the team looking at him with some sort of pity and understanding, and the new guy is dumb enough to ask "Who you trying to get a hold of?" and everyone stops fucking breathing.

Buck takes a second, swallows the lump in his throat, and answers "My son. I'm trying to reach my son"

And the rest of the team knows what he is doing, how much this is taking from him, but the new guy doesn't so he keeps pushing "You got a kid?"

To this, Buck laughs almost wetly because it feels so much like a deja vu, but it's almost nice to relive this moment, almost like having Eddie sitting next to him again.

"Christopher. He is [age he might have]"

To have a little bit more of a heart break, they might also have this new person saying the "I love kids" phrase. Any other day Buck would have answered something along the lines of "Same" but that was before, now his answer would indubitably be, "I love this one, I'm all he's got" but to soften the impact of this heavy angst (or making it worse, depending on where you look at it) Chimney (bc brother-in-law) or Bobby (bc father figure, probably person Buck relies on if he ever loses Eddie because Bobby understands the feeling) would correct him with a "No you are not, we are all for him" and Hen will distract the new guy so they don't keep asking questions because now it's not the time and, maybe, Buck will come around at some point. Nobody wants to push him but they trust that he will.

And that's it, probably I'm not the first one to think about this, there might be even a whole fic about it that I'm not aware of, but I made myself cry writing so it's here for them not to go to waste.

[bichenique]

gang i made it out of the building of neurological and brain disorders.

so goodbye past title.

now i have to study endocrine 😭😭😭

I have to say goodbye to yaomei's limbic system

yeah. cortisol levels go brrr

anyway.

changing my titles make me feels happier abt my studying.

ALSO

I regret speedreading tgcf and svsss. i cant remember shit. i have decent memory but i can't remember specific characterizations due to lack of marination of the original text in my noggin. and then i suddenly remember it in the middle of the night— like how xie lian kinda passed on to jun wu the hope he had after he lost everything THRU A HAT— and him choosing to end the cycle of abuse instead of being trapped in it. the mirroring on that scene was SOOOO FUN AND NICE and i wanted to cry about it.

Also sometimes i just can't understand jackshit in books bc english is not my first language. no matter how long I've known this language, i still get some definitions wrong and being multilingual also has become my insecurity whenever i write. i still feel dumb and stupid for not knowing the language entirely.

im working on it tho, i just, little me feels a bit sad whenever i see a "big" word and i can't remember the definition of it immediately.

thank god for google tho.

I LOVE YOU GUYS SMOOCH. I hope yall have a good day and everything works in your favor!! I BELIEVE IN YOUUU 🗣🗣🗣🫶🏽🤭

[xitsensunmoon]

Ok ok, one, I wanna say I adore your vampire au, it's just sghsjsj y'kno???

And two!

We've been on the topic of spraying them with garlic but that's really mean,,, so, though it'd be dumb, what if y/n instead sprayed the garlic on themselves when they're upset with the boys

No harm to them unless they make the choice to touch y/n,,, unless that wouldn't work?

Sorry if this doesn't make sense my brain is just going brrr for your au <3

No no go on this shit is so genuinely funny- i even can use it bc fucking imagine y/n randomly finding a shampoo with garlic flavour and that's it, that's the end of the game bhaha. Boys will fucking turn the house upside down trying to find and get rid of it XDD

Also thank you!!! Never expected people to like something so cliche

[sunlightmurdock]

For thots night! - Apollo usually rants and goes on tangents about politicians that underestimate her or piss her off and can talk for ages about it, sometimes Jake gets sick of it and just grabs her face, kisses and tells her to take a breath and this probs leads to spicy times

Stop bc brain go brrr

When someone pisses her off, she’s pissed off for a while — and she’s not really looking for a remedy to that, she’s just looking for someone to listen.

On this particular occasion, they’re in a hotel room after an important meal where she was paraded around like a trophy in front of her father’s former colleagues, and she is pissed about something that someone had said to her.

“He might as well have called me fucking stupid!” She growls. Jake’s eyes trail her, following silently from his spot at the end of the bed as she continues to rant and rave.

The comment was uncalled for. A dumb joke from a man who has been making the same jokes about women far more intelligent than himself for longer than she has been alive.

If it was up to him, Jake would have defended her. But that would have caused more trouble than necessary. So, he reaches out and catches her wrist, pulling her against him and sitting her down against his knee.

“No, Jake — I’m serious, these guys never fucking take me seriously. If they say these kinds of things to my face then just imagine what—“

Jake doesn’t interrupt at first, he just kisses her jaw softly and gives a gentle squeeze to the nape of her neck. “Take a breath, honey.”

“Don’t tell me what to do! God, are you even fucking listening-?”

Then, Jake interrupts. He pushes at the back of her neck and knocks into her, kissing her deeply. She pulls back, eyes narrowed, ready to start screaming.

“I’m always listening to you,” Jake nods slowly, his strong grip squeezing at the curve of your shoulder. “Which is why I know that you’re the smartest, kindest person in that room. They just don’t understand you, they don’t want to.”

She softens slightly, “Exactly, and it’s just so frustrating because I’ve worked so hard, and I’ve—“

Jake let’s her get it out a little bit, until she starts to prioritise getting her point across over breathing. Her sentences becoming more rushed, shorter, barely pausing for air between them. He leans forwards and kisses her again, harder this time, pulling her flush against him and turning the two of them to plant her on her back in the middle of the bed.

“You know I love you, right, honey?” Jake murmurs, voice soft, tender. She gives a confused nod. He leans forwards and kisses her again. Then again. His tongue caressing hers and his hands grounding her until her breathing’s picking up out of want and not anger. “Good girl, just focus on me.”

[cathymee]

Telesforo NO-

It drives me mad why they keep the locket so much ;-; that they made Juli a dang servant (that the family/Tatang Selo does not want to do)

This is also the chapter of: Juliana Slander and well... Why are they arresting Tatang Selo?

Since i cannot understand much.... Simoun selling at Tales' den is well... just why?

This is just... foolish. Unless he is framed.

MY FRIEND I AM SO SORRY FOR ANSWERING SO LATE OMG ;-; just went through a busy month as i am about to graduate in my current year and had no time to pop back in here huhu but i've gathered my 2 brain cells now except whatever i wrote here isn't coherent at all

also first off the fact that this chapter is called merry christmas...u wanna beat up rizal w/me

aaaaaa i was screaming at simoun the entire damn chapter!! injustice really drives people to achieve justice and/or retribution in ways they see fit, and to achieve it with fury and vengeance is what simoun wanted to happen for all filipinos which is so fookin dumb like !! YOU BETTER STOP. and to think i had classmates before who cheered him on for exploiting the unprivileged and the oppressed like this bc "haha the indios' rebellion go brrr" but shits on activists and people who hold leftist political ideologies now by red-tagging them,,,, wild. like look around!! see what state we are in right now for people to be desparate enough to rebel and oppose the clowns, murderers, and the thieves in power. WILD.

juli's servitude still makes my heart hurt even now too :( it's just all so fucking cruel for all of them involved. selo just loves her granddaughter so much it breaks his heart enough to want death over seeing juli suffer being a servant instead of being the rich maiden, comfortable and well, that he had envisioned and wanted her to be…juli just loves her father so much that she tried all the plans and ideas she was offered just to earn money…juli just also loves basilio so much that she thinks she wouldn't be good enough for him but is at least comforted by the thought that she didn't sell the locket that he gave her as a sign of her loyalty….crying in the club rn. i understand why it's so frustrating at a logical standpoint tho because selling the locket would really really help them & basilio would give 0 fucks about the locket as long as juli and her family would be safe and well arrghhh I FEEL SO FRUSTRATED OVER IT AS WELL

juli slander INDEED literally she deserves so much better!! I WILL FIGHT ALL THE FUCKING FRIARS FOR HER

(another thing: do you think rizal forgot about sinang being really close friends with maria in the noli LMAOO bc the way he wrote sinang in this chapter has me raising eyebrows like sir. she was mc's cousin & bestie. we know it's been 13 years but come on…)

and they were supposed to arrest tales, as tales did commit murder but since he wasn't to be found they arrested tatang selo. (also Tales wasn't framed :( he intentionally left a trace behind because, well, vengeance. it's a sign and a threat to the authorities. :') )

i literally do not think there was any law out there at that time that states that they'd arrest another family member if the one who committed a crime wasn't present?? i mean i know like it was a colonization thing and the filipinos were heavily, heavily oppressed but i was thinking about if there were still any laws involved in this that i don't know about. does this make sense.

though granted the only thing we learned at school about laws in the spanish colonization era was the polo y servicio & nothing else, and to dive into the criminal laws in the Philippines in the 1800s at 12 AM is very tempting but i can't because i don't have the brain cells for it. i'm so sorry 😭 but even if that was validated by the law - which grants executions anyway?? actually??? and the system was GREATLY unjust and unfair towards Filipinos??? why is this mind-boggling sorry i'm very stupid HGSHGSHGAH - that was still unjust, tyrannic bullshit. and i wanna fucking fight simoun for being delighted at all literally fuck him

ANYWAY 😭 Simoun sold jewels there because that was the disguise he took on when he arrived in the country - he's a rich jeweler dude who tagged along to the Philippines because he's the Captain-General's closest friend (and the one who influences him to do bad shit, like what he details in ch7), now he's just. frolicking around. selling his stupid jewels when he knows most filipinos literally cannot afford his trinkets. a taunting figure of wealth and power just fucking shit up in the background

[wildernessuntothemselves]

my dumb dumb dummy dum dum dumb brain really missed that noona taehyun drabble you posted, especially when the clip you posted has such am effect on me ( me on my noona bs bc he's 2 months younger than me and angel devil being one of my favourite kpop songs) the drabble had me clinging onto my flesh with such INTENSITY YOUR brain!!! this is why you're my favourite writer!!! I love your works smmm, maybe someday we will get a noona kink taehyun series, praying to my lord.

If I keep stanning txt, we definitely will since I'm a noona to all of them 😂 but yeah honestly the idea of a sub tyun who has a noona kink just makes my brain go brrr

[lemon-sugarcoats-nothing]

vent 🐝

Idk if this is just my anxiety going brrr but i dont know if some of my friends are still actually my friends...

Like, i consider them my friends- But either they've grown distant, or have been distant for a while. Two of them, idk if its just me they're doing it to, or if they're doing that to everyone and they're just doing their own thing- Or if they're only doing it to a group of people they dont like anymore- None of these people have said anything about it, I can name 3 off the top of my head-

Recently, while clearing out the porn bots in my following list, I noticed one of my friends unfollowed me on here at some point. I dont know when, if it was an accident, if they did it because they dont consider me a friend anymore or if its just bc they dont like cartoon ponies-

The second Isnt on this platform at all, but we had plans this summer with the rest of our friend group. They were going to be my ride to and from a campsite, and anywhere we'd be going that week with the group. But some dumb relationship drama has gotten in the way and she might not be going anymore, and we had an argument because of how she treated some of the other members of the group during the drama, and then she took offense to a post i made that was only very vaguely related her. She said that we're good now but im confused, she barely talks to us anymore and has kind a just left me hanging on the camping trip thing.

Third isnt anything im not used to with them, i simply just dont know if they still consider me a friend, much less a close friend.

I dont hold any ill feelings toward any of these people but im confused and i dont know how to ask them about any of this without them potentially feeling the need to tell me "oh no we are still friends" so as to not disappoint me. (They are all the type to do that)

Me, mad at my brain for doing this to me:

[cryptidofthekeys]

The worms of capitalism have eaten my brain

I caved and bought this as a,, lil treat-

He has the SCP Containment treatment, fucker too wild to be released and yet i have the strongest urge to r e l e a s e the b a s t a r d

[koushisun]

HAJIME

arell i think my brain shut down when i saw this bc i legit forgot i just made hajime my new icon so i was like “?????? ...... OH”

but yes!!! HAJIME!!!!!🤩 (i’m honestly so close to making a second self ship with iwa bc head empty, only iwaizumi hajime (19) college sophomore🥰)

[strawberry-possum]

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[lunareclipsee]

Sam showing Darlin’ his farm bc hhsggh sam makes by brain go brrr

aka: my biggest hc is that sam was and always will be a farm boy. also he 100% used to bull ride.

i want him to have a farmers tan so bad. SO BAD. so he does. idk if it’s canon that anything on their skin before they’re turned stays there but if it isn’t, yea it is.

he has a house off wonderworld and when he takes darlin’ for the first time they’re like “you have a HORSE??” and all of a sudden they’re out of the car and halfway across his yard and sam swears he just got shot bc nothing else should be able to wind him like that

man has full on heart eyes that darlin’ is oblivious to

i hc that darlin lived in dahlia but had grandparents way out in the country that they visited ALL THE TIME, they basically lived there

they had a black andalusian with tiny white dots on his back and they named him star. their grandpa taught them to ride and how to properly take care of a farm (horses, chickens, pigs, rabbits, and barn cats)

so when darlin practically jumped over the fence when they saw that sam had an andalusian, sam was concerned bc that horse likes NOBODY. he doesn’t even like sam. but darlin’ got up close and the horse let them (“no, i’m not jealous. i’m just impressed.”)

their laughter made sam want to throw up he loved it so much he never ever wanted them to stop

when darlin wanders into the barn they absolutely LOSE IT (silently, of course)

they had so many barn cats growing up so to see that sam had even more was absolutely amazing

there were a bunch of calicos and there was one really old black cat that sam named ‘bastard’ because he would hiss and bat at your ankles if you went near the food bowl. even to feed him.

there was a calico kitten that really took to darlin, it even climbed up their pant leg and they looked at sam like ‘i’m dying for this cat, sam’

but they get all of the wonder out of their system and go inside for the night and the inside of his house is exactly what they would expect

fucking grandpa furniture

one leather rocking chair that has an orange cat resting on the arm

a matching rocking chair, loveseat, and couch with a floral pattern that’s a very neutral fabric color like beige or brown or dark red or smth

and darlin steps in there and literally almost cries bc. nostalgia. the wooden beams, the creaky fan, the crickets outside, all of it reminds them of their safe place when they were little, and sam is a safe place for them now and and and and *sobs*

and then they look at this HUGE ass trophy and they’re like ‘what the fuck dude?’

and sam just casually drops that he used to bull ride

darlin almost cr- i mean screams when sam shows them videos and photos

have y’all ever seen a hot person bull ride? 💥💳💥💳💥💥💳💥💳💥

it’s so. so. mm.

aaaanyways they stay up and talk about tales from their hometowns

sam: my neighbor was a real ten cent asshole, always goin’ on about old fashioned shit. threatened me with a shootin iron once and you know i laughed in his face. then -

darlin, internally: god i want you so bad. wait what.

(ten-cent man is used to call someone dumb i forgot to put that there)