#but holy fuck man

[antiyourwokehomophobia2]

TJ klune talking about being the anti JKR like he doesn't write pedo shit without an ounce of shame

[onemillionfurries]

"want to learn more about this project? join our discord!" explode. "want to download this game? join our discord!" explode. "want to play this mod? join our discord!" explode. "need questions answered? join our discord!" EXPLODE.

[ftm-radio]

[SCENE: driving back from my appointment]

dad: ...am I going to have to teach you how to shave?

me: uh yeah! at some point, lol

dad: hm. well I can show you the way I prefer, with mug soap and a brush, because the aerosol cans are just no. I showed your brother my way and he likes it a lot better too...

dad: [rambles for a bit]

dad: ...it's really just another chore, you look in the mirror and go 'ugh I have to shave soon' so it's just one of those things you do every once in a while

me, externally: haha yeah, I can't wait :]

me, internally: he's talking about this like it's no big deal, it's not weird at all,,, he doesn't mind the idea of teaching me despite the fact that he never expected to be doing this with me,,,, he's my dad and he supports me even if he doesn't completely get it,,,

[3rdsday]

Every single Tommyinnit video is him going "how much secondhand embarrassment can I make my viewers put up with this time"

[bubbarnes]

“... it's the winter soldier. that guy is so cool.”

[snowheartsz]

THE WAY I SCREAMED????

[maicrowave]

you know, i thought dan and phil setting boundaries in 2014 was protecting them from us but i failed to acknowledge how much it was protecting us from them

[finn-collectoroftin]

My genuine reaction to that PMV

Jesus, this should be in the dictionary next to the definition of "cry for help"

(it's very good though, go watch it if you like pain)

[egophiliac]

starting off with an amuse-bouche of some of my initial favorite bits! y'all, this update was WILD.

[neosvcr]

anton with his pretty girl on all fours in front of him. one hand gripping your hip, guiding you back on him. his glazed over eyes glued to where you joined, hypnotized by the way you coated his cock with your arousal.

breathy curses and praises spilling from his parted lips and his hair sticking to your forehead. "there you go, baby, keep going." he murmured, his voice low. relishing in your adorable whines, a smirk creeping onto his features when you began babbling about how good he was doing.

"it feels good?" he coos, almost mocking you. "you're doing such a good job, huh? fuckin' yourself on my cock." a low, breathy chuckle following his words. the both of you became increasingly more breathless, your pants meeting some sort of synchronicity as he pulls you back against him with more fervor.

his free hand reached forward, wrapping a hand around your throat just to pull you flush against his chest. he pressed his lips against yours in a passionate kiss, smirking as he swallowed your moans. he pulled back to rest his forehead against yours. "look at me, honey." he pleaded, "come on, baby, i need you to look at me." his voice was a ragged whisper at this point, any restraint he had now thrown out of the window. he began rocking into you, equally as needy as you were.

his hand sliding down your stomach to rest between your thighs, his fingers rubbing teasing, precise circles on your sopping clit. "you gonna cum for me?" he breathed out, his movements getting more messy as he neared his own release. "so pretty, angel.." he whispered, pressing a gentle kiss against your lips. he continued skillfully moving his fingers, whiny groans leaving his lips. "cum with me. cream my cock, pretty. come on." he commanded. and you did. how could you not listen to him? he always treated you so good. and the way he wrapped an arm around your waist, holding you against him after and pressing gentle kisses to your forehead while praising you just had you falling for him that little bit more.

[vellichorom]

you sick little animal, even death itself pities you.

[totheecore]

911 7x04 | Buck, Bothered and Bewildered

[torchstelechos]

Loop 1, rock beats scissors.

[94erz]

j-hope for Esquire

[benevolenterrancy]

May your hardened heart be woken By the soft and distant song Of all you left here unspoken All the shards we keep stepping on - Take this body home Take this body home Call the wind, and let her know Take this life outgrown Take this broken soul Call the stars, call them all And take it high, take it far, take it home

[cream-and-tea]

what she says: yea i’m fine

what she’s thinking: the story brought both carpenter and faulkner to their inevitable end points that have been foreshadowed from the v first episode of the show ambiguity of carpenters death aside she stood on the banks of the river singing like her nana glass and was gunned down by the military and faulkner was drowned dragged delivered by the god and story he had let devour him but. but. before those things happened right before the narrative reached its end both of them stood up and said no! i want to go forward! i want to find something past this whatever it might be i don’t want it to take me yet im going to keep on walking! and it was too late! the thing is it was too fucking late!!!!!!! the aquifer was already flooding the soldiers were closing in she was to hurt to run he can’t swim. the chance had come and gone at the beginning of the episode for any hope of them reaching each other ever again but even though it was too little too late never ever going to be enough they both looked the site of their doom in the eyes and said i do not accept this. not here. not now. i am staring at you– the thing that will eat me — and resolving to pry open the jaws and choose to use the last moments of my life (whether i know it or not) to run and stumble and crawl and cry and sing in the hopes of reaching the people who matter to me more than being made your meal. and of course they got fucking eaten anyways. of course they did bc they were walking towards it from the beginning. but there is a way out, there is a way forward, there is a land beyond the storm that is possible to reach if you choose to step out of the story that has been built for you to find it. we walk on, with a rough and tarnished hope, and a tangled, ruined love. it can end with love, and it can end with kindness. even as the jaws are closing. ours is a world of miracles.