#bwong

[nolfanworks]

Do you think if Astarion drank enough blood he’d get all bloated and red like a tick? All I can think is a big round red Astarion full of blood rolling around like that blueberry girl in Willy Wonka.

[yeahpapayaya]

cleaning up some leftover scraps out of the fridge

[neotibicen-linnei]

playing guitar chords on bass because fuck you

[mlarayoukai]

I think someone hit registeel with a gong stick and it went BWONG

Who's out there smacking registeel

[minkx3]

bwong

[znerac]

I think in a modern au, Luke would probably be a light stoner.

Like on the weekends or after a rough day of school he just grabs his bwong and takes a rip an just chiiillllssss

Maybe I’m just projecting idk lol

[andiv3r]

Bonks you with the metal pipe very softly but enough to get the “bwong” sound that metal pipes make

AAA

[imbecominggayer]

Writing Rant About OOC

I was never ever going to use Tumblr but that was before I became obsessed with AO3 and discovered I was an opinionated piece of shit. Basically, what is going to happen is I am going to say some controversial opinions about my "irrational" anger towards these cliche changes. Just remember this going forward:

If one of your favorite stories apply to this, just remember I am an insane person

I wouldn't hate these cliches as much if these "ooc" stories weren't all I have left to fuel my brain rot. I am a starving orphan.

FIRST AVENUE OF CHARACTER CHANGE: DISTILLING WITH TEARS

There are two common subtypes of "distilling with tears". There is the villainous one and the angst one.

Villainous One: "I am the absolutely evil of *insert story*. But don't judwe mwe :(. Yeah, maybe I abuse my henchmen but I alswo :( have a secret cwush on one of them (///-3-///) which makes this towally fine. Sure, I have twied to kill da heroes but it's okey bcs the hero was evil actually. BTW, I also have a suber duper sad backstory I copied and pasted from someone else :(

My problems with this is two-fold:

First of all, obviously bad backstories, crushes, and revenge doesn't justify being a dick. If it did my dad would still live with us ;0

Secondly, you love this character. With all of their glorious competency, queer-codedness, and wittiness. Why would you want to change all of that? Especially, to something so redudant and uninteresting?

Angsty One: I am a perfectly sane individual with some internal conflict. *gets bwonged on the head by ANGST*. HUH! Woe is me. Here is a hugely traumatic backstory which will never be explained in depth or given any grace: (___). I'm so broken and small. Hey! Remember how sexy I am?! I am just on the brink of a mental breakdown but don't worry! All I need is a hug (^u^)

My problem with this was something I could never fully articulate. Well, obviously there is the fact that not all depressed people have this hugely traumatic backstory of abuse and death to "justify" their "irrational" behavior. I have so many issues that will never have a clear origin story. I also hate the random sexualization of characters while they're in distress. I definitely hate how a character's struggles can only be taken seriously when it's amplified to such extremes and these extremes are treated with a pep talk and a romantic cuddle.

However, I finally discovered my true issue. Thank you Lana Del Rey for the assistance! I'm not like this. When I read angsty stories I am searching for something at least vaguely related to me. Obviously, I know that not every story is like mine but all I can do is approach stories with my perspective.

When I was forced into going to the crisis center for suicidal planning, I didn't feel broken or pathetic.

When I was anxiously carving at my skin, I was still walking around and participating in my classes normally.

When I thought in bed about death, I never felt weak.

I felt whole. I feel perfectly whole.

Maybe it's because I can't distinguish between "new me" vs "old me" but I just feel like "me". My depression isn't sobbing in this melodramatic fashion ; it's quiet and calm. When I have mental breakdowns I'm not a wet tissue paper, i'm dangerously angry and have had to mentally restrain myself from not abusing my cat. When I see stories like this all I can think is how if I someone wrote my story they wouldn't call it realistic enough or sympathetic enough when, to me, these stories aren't realistic. Then again, that's too much baggage to put onto a random fanfic story. Sowwy.

THIS ISN'T THE END. I HAVE MORE RANT MATERIAL IN THE FUTURE. I know that's dissapointing news but it's the truth. No one in my family will listen to my rants.

[typhlonectes]

Welcome to the website of the Kenya Reptile Atlas

A free source of regularly updated information on Kenya’s Reptiles.

Authors:  Beryl Bwong, Patrick Malonza, Vincent Muchai, Stephen Spawls, Victor Wasonga

A project funded by the Rufford Foundation under the auspices of the National Museums of Kenya; Department of Herpetology.

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[really-big-team-rwby]

Since Blake's given Yang something to have some fun with, time for Yang to return the favor~!

Hyper sized Yang's cock 'n balls, perfectly sized to match the Bellabooty and its owner's preferences~

FWOOMPH BWONG!

Blake was pushed forward and landed on her stomach. With a meaty slap Yangs now log like cock was placed between Blakes cheeks. "Wanna do it?"

"You know what im into."

[smallchaoscryptid]

anyone who speaks french was to tell me what "That’s not good." would be in french. like i the context of something/someone bwong missing

[dh-ragatha]

"Bwing bwong!"

(( Mod 💗 ))

LOOK AT EMMMM

[obsolete-journalist]

..Is anyone there?

Static filled the screen, a muffled voice muttering to himself on the other end. "This isn't gonna work.. Why am I doing this?"

Clunk. Bonk. Clang. Bwong. Thunk. Aha! The static cleared away, revealing a man in his twenties, startled by the camera suddenly working.

"A-Ah, um..! Hello! Is anyone there? I.. don't know what's going on, and I have a lot of questions, like where am I? Why is everything.. normal?"

"Oh uh.. that's probably a lot to say for just an introduction. Let me try again.. Hello, my name is Riley, and I'm a journalist. Or.. former journalist? I don't know.."

"I heard that promos push your content to more people, so uh.. Can I get a promo, please? There's gotta be somebody who knows what's going on.."

Feel free to ignore!!

@human-monokuma @miss-amethyst-needs-a-life and anyone else who would like to join! ..I don't know many blogs. help.

[binichiellin]

I am really yearning for more Mr Queen fanfics that have So-yong and Bwong Hwan together. Although they never really are together or talked together throughout the series, it'd be nice to read a fanfic where Jang Bong Hwan miraculously go back in time and So-young emmidiately recognizes him.

give me the chaotic sibling stuff please !!!

would love to see Bong Hwan being an older brother to So-yong.

I am giggling so hard watching episode 6. "don't tell me she'd kill herself for that jerk!"

[winterlilith]

I’ve cwome to mwake an announcement: Shwadow the Hwedgehog’s a bwitch ass mwothewfwuckew. He pwissed on my fwucking wife. That’s wight, he twook his hwedgehog fwuckin' quilly dwick out and he pwissed on my fwucking wife, and he swaid his deick was THIS BIG. And I swaid “that’s disgusting!” So I’m mwaking a cwawwout pwost on my twitter dot cwom: "Shwadow the Hwedgehog, you got a smwall dwick, it’s the swize of this wawnut except WAY smwaller." And gwuess what, hwere’s what my dwong looks like: PFFFFFFFFGJT. Thwat’s right baby. All pwoint, no qwuiwws, no piwwows, wook at thwat it wooks wike two bawws and a bwong. He fwucked my wife so gwuess what, I’m gwonna FWUCK THE EARTH. THATS WIGHT THIS IS WHAT YOU GWET, MY SWUPER LAZER PWISS. Except I’m not gwonna pwiss on the eawth, I’m gwonna go hwigher. I’m pwissing on the MOOOOOON! How do you wike that, OBWAMA? I PWISSED ON THE MWOON, YOU IDIOT! You have twenty-thwee hours befwore the pwiss d r o p l e t s hit the fwucking eawth, now get out of my fwucking sight before I pwiss on you too!

[cuprohastes]

Y'all had your modem volume turned up too high.

Kshhh bwong bwong eeeEeeekshhhh.

remember when you were 10 and you would hang out with your friends in order to Look At The Computer together like you went to their house and experienced the information superhighway together. and then leave