#cause looord

[divinely-yourz]

I'M ABOUT TO GO BATSHIT OVER THIS I LOVE IT SO MUCH

you couldn’t stop staring at it..

your eyes had been fixated to that damn phone screen for nearly an hour, long after he sent it. But who could when something so beautiful was plastered across it? The attachment constantly on repeat and playing in your mind..plaguing it with filthy, perverse thoughts. Causing you to lose concentration for any other task that you had set before you today. Why exactly?

“Ohhhh..fuck..”

it was the middle of the day. You had just gotten out of your last class and was in the midst heading back to your apartment but first? You made a quick detour to the restroom. It was as you were standing in the mirror, reapplying your lip gloss and ensuring that your lace wasn’t lifting from the heat. When your phone would buzz against the hard countertop, making loud buzzing noises resonate throughout the desolate area. What you thought was yet another useless notification from one of the many apps you have muted throughout the day, was actually from the one person you were checking for:

my pookah 🔐🥺🤍

your partner in crime and best friend, Eren, who had just left the gym and like many times before, he checked in with you to see how your day was going. Normally with a funny message or meme..some stupid ass inside joke the two of you had come up with but today’s was rather different..and a little risqué! The only thing on the message was 1 attachment which you immediately opened. It was only by a miracle that you were all alone in there because what followed was something for your eyes and viewing pleasure only..sitting in his car with the front camera titled slightly upward and seemingly propped on the steering wheel, he was glaring directly at you. Those beautiful green eyes glossed over and his tongue glided across those pouty lips. His long hair dangling to his shoulders but tied back by a black bandana. A wife beater with the same color and his grey sweatpants just barely in the shot. You figured this was just another one of his silly antics, even smacking your lips and tempted to shut it off. “This boy play too damn much..all day long—“

but you were immediately halted in your tracks by what followed right after. Suddenly, you see him tug at that elastic waistband. He’d shuffle in his seat for a second until he got them worked down and that’s when his thick cock appeared in the shot. Your jaw damn falling to the floor..for a moment, you had to grab your chest and lean against the counter because you weren’t expecting that! But you certainly didn’t complain nor did you mind. That swollen tip beaming red with precum dripping all down the sides. It was early so you could see a few folks walking in the background but your attention was elsewhere and his? All on you..

“Been thinking ‘bout you all morning..could barely get through my workout.” His voice dropping to somewhat of a groggy, deep tone, almost as if he were entranced and drunk on you. His mind had been running rampant with thoughts of you and all the things you had done a few nights prior from sitting on his face to fucking you in front of the mirror. Anytime the two of you linked, it was so nasty and raw. You had obviously awoken a beast when you gave him the pussy. But he knew exactly how to handle it. Standing against the sink, you’d bite the tip of your finger as you video continued on playing; now intrigued and very much turned on. His fingers were enclosed around his shaft, slowly pumping as his eyes shut and he leaned against the headrest. All the while, he was still muttering and confessing how he truly felt..telling you all the things he wanted to do with you and needless to say, he wasn’t shy about it. Eren was a very vocal lover, no doubt. You learned that quickly. He had no problem telling you how good you felt and that he wanted to nut inside of you constantly. Regardless of how weak it made him look, he was going to make it known that you were the cause of it!

“..wanna fuck the shit out you, mama..so bad. I need that pussy..” Eren cried out with a guttural and pathetic groan..his chest heaving as he gently thrust his hips upward and fucked his fist. Wishing so desperately that it were you. By now, your eyes were all but glued to the screen and thank heavens no one else had walked in because things were intensifying! By now, he had become completely undone. Just panting, whimpering and making his desires known. “..I just know she so wet f’r me. Shit, I wish you were here right now..tryna bounce you up and down on this dick. Make that shit cream all over me. You know how much I love that..you gonna let me have it, right?” Doing that subtle, sexy lip bite that drove you crazy. Especially when he spoke to you in that deep tone. At that moment, it took all your resolve not to answer him aloud. You were losing your mind watching him stroke that shaft, now sped up and making smacking noises. That pearlescent semen serves as the perfect lube. He had even grown right before your eyes. But what really does it for you was when he began pinching his nipples through his shirt and whimpering like a pathetic little puppy. He was such a slut when it came to you. Willing to degrade himself and look as crazy as possible..so as long as he got you as the reward.

“Oh fuck….oh fuck..I’m bout to come so hard. I got to have you, for real. Please let me have that pussy, mama. I’ll do whatever for it..” his voice rising to a high pitched cry at this point and you were practically salivating at the sight. Eren was damn near dry heaving, nearing his inevitable climax when you began squirming around, trying to feint the tiny twitches from your aching cunt. Spasming on nothing more than air at the thought of him filling you. If it wasn’t a shame, you’d finger yourself right there but it's well worth the wait once you two met later on. As for now, you’d watch him fuck himself silly and even go cross eyed as he begged to nut inside of you when he got it again. “You know I want you to have my baby anyways..oh shit. Just promise me I can nut in that pussy, mama. Fill you up just like this. Please..” and the second he uttered that, what followed was a long string of hot white nut flowing down his knuckles and a hitch in the back of his throat. Eventually, he’d regain his breath and seemingly his consciousness, crying out as he came to.

“Fuuuuuck! Goddamnit…”

but it was all for you and he’d do it time and again just to keep you satisfied, both sexually and emotionally. When he was finally of sound mind, he’d laugh and flick his tongue over his lips once more, glaring down at the pool of seed in his lap and splattered all over his thighs. “You see what you do to me, baby? You the only one that gets my dick that hard..makes me act that way..”

and you were the only one who ever would!

[gay-yosuke]

i apologise in advance if in the next 72 hours i post about naoto and invite devils into our home.

[david-boreanus]

😬🙊

[h4m1lt0ns]

HEARTBREAK SYNDROME.

episode eleven :: “REDBULL FANS”

꒰꒰◌‧₊ ⬪˙⋆ pairing ︴various drivers x y/n

꒰꒰◌‧₊ ⬪˙⋆ genre ︴social media au / irl snippets

꒰꒰◌‧₊ ⬪˙⋆ summary ﹔musical releases resume and so does the drama.

꒰꒰◌‧₊ ⬪˙⋆ face claim ﹔ wonyoung jang (28)

꒰꒰◌‧₊ ⬪˙⋆ warnings ﹕ excessive cussing, none.

ylnestate

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ylnestate U&U no. 44 will be released tonight at midnight. ‘Grandstand Girl’ is the 44th mini album by ﹫y/n and features artists like ﹫theweeknd, ﹫justinbieber, and ﹫champagnepapi. All songs (apart from Trust Issues) were produced and written by Y/n in the past couple months as she’s currently working on her biggest record yet, so stay tuned for that 😉⭐️!

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[baphomet-slumber-queen]

Forgive me, but what you are saying is Baph would be the ultimate Starfish lover? :p

(Pretty much. 😅

For the most part, she will have next to no energy when it comes to intimacy, save for gentle touches here and there..and occasional kisses. Very minimal sounds too..

However!

If you manage to figure out what makes her tick and rile her up, you will have a very loud Sin on your hands. She is feral and will cling like some sort of demonic koala.

Only ONE person found it, and it was on accident. She was thankful they didn't comment on it cause looord.. if they did, guess who wouldn't be at Beelza's ball for the second day? This bish. 😂

[antiquesintheattic]

i love spicy food but i also love to accompany it with a big glass of water with crushed in it to chomp on cause i’m also a pussy but our ICE MAKER ISNT WORKING ! and my blow dryer shat the bed yesterday… looord quit testing me

[pangtasias-atelier]

heyyy could you write a keaton x xander fic where xander has been fattening keaton up and keaton is in massive denial about his weight until he's immobile and forced to realize?

I kinda forgot how much y'all love fates cause like outside of this community so many bitches rag on it. But I'm right here with y'all on seeing the men get fat as fuck abjsnasn

I hope you enjoy this cause I feel like I'm bad with Xander since I don't like him much but did have fun going back and seeing some his supports to like try and do him some justice

Warning: This is a fetish story!

"Looord Xanderrr," Peri skipping down the hallway, her hair as bright as her current attitude, bounces along with her movement. She hums to herself with both her eyes closed after having announced herself. 

Her fellow coworker walks behind her. Walking normally unlike Peri, Laslow's steady pace has him keeping up with her. For once, he keeps a rather serious demeanor to him with no maidens around for him to hit on. Though he does look forward to heading off into town after his last report for the day. Standing in front of the door to Xander's study, he only knocks once before the door opens. "Your majesty, your-"

"Stuff it, Laslow. He told me," Peri smiles to herself, the lethal knight radiating nothing but positivity. "Your pet asked me to come get you. Said that he's absolutely starving,"

"Keaton is my husband, Peri. Not a pet," He walks out of his study with a frown marring his pristine, chiseled face. 

"Aww, but you sure do stuff him like one though,"

Laslow's eyes widen from Peri's blunt words, even the swordsman unable to bring himself past simple jokes or teasing. "I'll make sure to speak with her over-" Laslow holds back a grumble as he gets interrupted again. 

"No need. I must admit, Keaton has been eating quite a lot. Though I am to blame for indulging my husband," Xander smiles to himself. He adjusts his clothes before going to see his lovely husband.

"Well, as long as he's happy I guess," Laslow stands back, ready to be dismissed at any moment.

Peri seems to have no tact whatsoever unlike her coworker. "He's also pretty fat too,"

Laslow shuts his eyes, ready for a lecture.

"Indeed. It suits him well, doesn't it?" Xander mentally gushes over his husband, envisioning the wolfskin's pudgy little love handles that puff out from his too tight vest and his soft, squishy thighs that stretch his pants.

"Of course! Of course, your majesty," Laslow blurts out. Eyeing Peri, he hopes she'll get his hint.

She doesn't. "Yep. He looks so soft and squishy now! You've done a number on his waist," 

"Yes, he is very soft," Xander catches his own thoughts and coughs into his fist. "But regardless, you two are dismissed for the day,"

Laslow already drags Peri away by her hand. "Thank you, your majesty! Take care,"

Xander heads back to his husband from now being left alone. His study is rather close to the two's shared room, so it only takes him a few moments to reach his husband. His entire face turns a soft shade of red upon the sight of Keaton, the same lovely shade that resembles Keaton’s gut when stuffed with an extra serving of food past his usual intake. 

Keaton currently lays down on the expansive couch, all plump three hundred pounds of him Resting on his back, his overly stuffed belly juts out above him. Keaton’s vest is completely useless now from his extra weight. All of the buttons on the black vest are gone, every single last one popped several meals. His button up fares better. Only marginally so, the buttons able to at least hold on for dear life as the fabric tries its hardest to wrap around the extra adipose. The white fabric is bunched up around his soft bundles of flab that make up his rolls. The fabric shows off more than just his chest now. Bits of Keaton’s flabby gut poke out in between the holes where his buttons barely manage to stay together. And the underside of his gut is completely exposed; neither his shirt nor his vest manage to cover up Keaton in all his entirety with so much extra width to cover. Keaton’s chest presses against the soft fabric of his shirt and vest. Two soft well cared for breasts adorn his plush body, the two breasts a large departure from Keaton’s once defined pecs. The inner bits of adipose from his chest are still exposed with the upper buttons left completely undone. The back and sides of Keaton’s clothes also struggle to withhold all his flab. The materials billow out from his soft, squishy love handles and the side of his chest. With more to cover now from the extra weight, Keaton’s widened back that’s adorned with small overlapping bits of pudge help stretch the clothes to their limit even further. 

Keaton’s pants are unbuttoned, the far too tight pants undone midway through his gorging. His thighs show off the fine craftsmanship behind the pants. Zero holes or tears throughout the entire fabric, the slightly stretchable material hugs his thick frame like a second skin. Keaton’s large thighs have some room between them with how he spreads his legs on the couch. With keaton’s position, his doughy fat pad presses against the taut pants. The two perky, smackable cheeks making up his ass similarly stretches his clothes.All of the belts and straps that used to wrap around his thighs are gone now with Xander having them removed some time ago after Keaton’s numerous complaints about the items magically shrinking rather than any other much more likely reason for the tight fit, like his extra weight.

Despite being the very reason for his extra weight—along with some extra help from Xander—Keaton finds every fault or excuse for his increasing issues from his weight besides himself or his husband. A miscast spell, a poorly washed outfit that shrunk, Nohrian furniture not as big or sturdy compared to his village, or even a hex casted on him—the latter thought coming to Keaton during his most lucid moments of only being a smidge off the actual reason—are all far more convincing and compelling reasons to explain his issues than any actual overindulgence on his part. 

And Xander finds the blissful ignorance far too adorable. Almost as loving and charming as his husband’s bloated, flabby body. “You called for me, love?” Xander kneels down on the floor. In the comfort and sanctity of their own room, he presses his face into Keaton’s gut; the warm belly audibly churns and rumbles as it digests the feast he just ate. 

“I’m hungry,,,” Keaton whines like nothing could matter more than satiating his own seemingly insatiable hunger. His eyes are closed, both of them shut tight in something reminiscent of pain as Xander applies only the slightest bit of pressure. 

“It pleases me to see how much you adore the cuisine here. Allow me to hand you the rest of your meal,” Removing himself from Keaton’s bloated gut, Xander reaches for the last plate of food. A small bowl of alfredo, the carb laden dish already has Keaton’s gut gurgling as if in a vain hope to deter its owner from eating more. But Xander stops the nearly improbable chance from happening anyways by feeding the already stuffed Keaton. 

And Keaton dutifully eats. He doesn’t bother to hide his own satisfaction as Xander feeds him another forkful and then another. His tail even attempts to wag despite being pinned under his own weight. “So good,” Keaton wheezes out as Xander finally feeds him the last remaining forkful. Every single meal so tantalizingly delicious, he couldn’t help himself but crave more of it, even with an already stuffed gut.

“I’ll let the chefs know how much you enjoyed the meal,” Xander plants a kiss on Keaton’s exposed gut, the lowest button gone halfway through the pasta. “And I’ll have them make more so it’s ready after your nap,”

“Yeah, lots of it too,” Keaton lets out a yawn that wracks his entire body with fatigue. “Love you,” He allows his body to take the desperate post binge nap it needs, Keaton snoring away not even minutes afterwards.

Xander delivers on his promise and Keaton’s request. More than enough food to go around, Keaton certainly never has to worry about ever going hungry with his husband to take care of him. And regardless of how much Keaton needs to eat just to reach base level satisfaction or how his upsized clothes rip and tear or the way furniture begins to shake and creak the fatter he gets or how out of breath he gets from the simplest of movements, Keaton never even thinks to blame his own gluttonous, hedonistic self or the loving albeit selfish desires of his husband who all too easily fattens him up. Instead, he simply allows himself to glut out to his and Xander’s heart’s content.

“Only a few more steps,” One overladen arm over his shoulder, Xander is completely calm as he helps his husband walk. 

The complete opposite of Xander, Keaton is a tired, wheezing mess that only manages to walk around with the aid of his adoring husband who secretly, only to Keaton, fattens him up. “The servants must've *groan* moved everything further,” His face drenched in sweat just from getting out of bed and waddling to the couch, Keaton would wipe off the buckets of water pouring down his face if not for the difficulty that comes from lifting up an arm that is larger than his head now. “And you’re dieting. You’re so small,” Keaton mutters right as Xander helps him get to the couch. Which he allows himself to completely fall on top of this time, his knees swaddled in copious amounts of flab wishing nothing more than to give out and rest.

And the couch gives out from underneath him, already cracked and straining legs completely broken in half from the pile of lard for a wolfskin that sits atop it.

“And the furniture is weak ughhh,” Keaton has his porcine head tilted back. His eyes shut, he slowly attempts to catch his breath. His jowls jiggle as he puffs his cheeks out with each deep breath he takes. Even Keaton’s multiple chins wobble from his heavy breathing, the sounds comparable to someone running a marathon.

Xander dabs Keaton’s ponderous figure with a towel in the meanwhile. Careful not to put too much pressure on his husband, Xander adores the sight of his titanic love. 

Most of the couch taken up by Keaton, his lard overflows the broken furniture. His ample gut that juts out in front of him sags off the cushions. Enough to drape down and slightly press and rest against the plush carpet. Keaton’s enormous gut comes close to rivaling his transformed state; the large mass of fat big enough to look even too much in his beast form. His gut currently gurgles for more food despite already having his breakfasts followed by breakfast desserts in bed. Keaton’s gut is the largest part of him, the always stuffed and crammed belly growing fatter by the day. His chest also a large recipient, the two meaty, pendulous breasts that always sway and slosh against the rest of his lard now comfortably drape down his blubbery pile of fat for a body. Keaton’s large moobs press against his jutting love handles along with his arms as well. His thighs so ponderously wide, the two pillars for legs are practically stuck together; the only thing that breaks up the glued together large thighs is Keaton’s cascading waterfall of a gut that needs as much space as it can get. Which it does. Keaton’s thighs are spread as far apart as they can, the two large, overstuffed limbs splayed out on the couch and looking even larger from pressing down on the furniture. His swollen calves and ankles look much smaller compared to the rest of his enormity. His hands are the same; the two bloated mitts for hands are slightly sunken from the tire of fat that rolls onto them from his wrists. Keaton’s large ass presses against the backrest. The two large chair crushing ass cheeks even practically envelop his poor stubby little tail, the additional limb marking him as a wolfskin completely irrelevant when compared to the rest of his enormous size.

With so much fat stacked onto his body that the wolfskin is soon starting to lose much shape along with his mobility. Something that Keaon only retains a passing resemblance of from Xander’s assistance, his loving encouraging husband always by his side to help him before he could even ask for it.

“Are you comfortable now?” Xander asks as he pulls away the towel from his now dry husband and pinches his porcine cheeks. 

Keaton responds with only a wheeze. Attempting to move on his own, his arms are strained as he struggles to do the bare minimum of adjusting his spot with his massive gut and thighs squishing his fupa. But Keaton is unable to muster up the strength and energy to do something as simple as that. The obese wolfskin quickly gives up, a jumble of groans and wheezes coming out of his mouth.

“You’ve truly gotten so fat, dear,” Xander leans into Keaton. Pressing his face to him, he kisses him. “You’ve positively let yourself go,”

Keaton whimpers under Xander’s gaze. His tail that somehow manages to wag despite being buried under his own lard tells another story. “N-no I haven’t. It’s just… There’s-”

“There’s what, Keaton? You’ve only been able to move this past week because I helped you. Surely you can recognize that. Though with how wilfully ignorant you’ve been,,,” Xander trails off pressing a finger against Keaton’s enormous breast and sinks into it.

“Well, you’ve just been fattening me up! I-I didn’t want to say no to you,” Keaton looks away. His face is completely red, a pout accompanying his blush. Finally forced to come to terms with his size, he still does his best to blame it on anything besides himself.

“Then I’ll stop feeding you so much,”

Keaton, wide eyed, turns his head, face jiggling. 

“If you don’t like eating so much. And being so massive,” Xander reaches to both sides of Keaton. He lifts up both of his arms, the two enormous barrels for biceps squishing his face with each arm larger than his head from all the fat caked onto him. “Then I’ll help you lose weight. Unless you enjoy being so nice and fat and want to get even bigger, Keaton,”

Hearing his name called brings the wolfskin back to reality. As if able to finally correlate his name with his immobile size, he takes a glance down at his body. Nothing but lard takes up his vision, the two enormous tits that are his chest the first thing he sees followed by his ponderous gut taking up most of the rest of his vision alongside some of his massive thighs that aren’t covered by his gut. “Feed me,” Grinning to himself, Keaton takes pleasure at the sight. No more mental barrier into coming to terms with his size, the wolfskin craves nothing more than glutting out and growing fatter after already having worked so hard for it and denying it.

Xander returns the smile. He kisses his husband, one hand buried underneath Keaton’s multiple chins as he caresses him. “Gladly. I’ll make sure you never go full,”

And Xander does exactly as he promises. He feeds the obese Keaton with all the prepared food and then some, hoping to truly see him immobile and unable to move with his help by the end of the day and then even more the next, the two men content.

[the-six-that-thrive-if]

hello, hi, good morning. I just came to say... I LOVEEEEE YOUR IFFF wtf

I stumbled upon it while scrolling down bored with my life, and then your blog appeared and i was really intrigued, but didn't want to commit fully cause i didn't know if I'd like the plot BUT OH LOOORD I WAS WRONG. I clicked the link leading to the demo and began reading. halfway through it i wanted the demo to never end IT'S SOOO GOOD I WANT MORE (i want more from my dear lovey demon ((*^*))

PLEASE PLEASEVPLEASE TAKE ALL YOUR TIME DOING THE CHAPTERS BUT NEVER THINK ABOUT LEAVING IT THIS IS NOW MY SOURCE OF LIFE YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

okay sorry, I didn't want to sound so idk psycho¿ but really, your wip is really good, the plot has so much potential. Know that you've gained a new lunatic that will wait patiently the realese of new chapters ♡♡♡

Im really glad and Thank you so much!!🖤🖤

Luckily all of today I've finished the complete outline for chapter 2 and if I'm lucky it should be released early April and a early release sometime this March! But I'm super happy that people are enjoying the demo! Cause I have so much planned and I'm extremely happy!

So dont fear will will be so much content available, especially after I'm finished. This is only the beta afterall!

[degenerateworm]

YES ABSOLUTELY! You must show your outlast oc, i'm very interesting how's it look. I just love read outlast oc's story and their bio 😄

Thank you so much oh my looord!

I feel so flattered when people are interested in things I make, so I'll try not to disappoint!

I have a reagent OC, but I'm going to base this on my Prime Asset OC, because he's actually my scrunkly scrimble.

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Thomas 'Tommy' Lloyd, born in England in 1932, was taken by Operation Paperclip during the second world War to be experimented on via the morphogenic engine. Not much of his history is known before his capture.

His vocal chords were mutated similarly to the screamers who were put through the same ordeal, although Thomas' were not nearly as damaged.

Shipped out to the Sinyala facility with the other leftovers from Paperclip, Thomas is now under the thumb of Dr Easterman.

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Thomas suffers from the same narcoleptic condition that all screamers have, although it is a lot weaker in comparison, only making him rather lethargic and unsteady during trials.

The morphogenic engine has left lasting imprints, Thomas having developed the ability to lucid dream to an extent when he sleeps.

Talking in his sleep has also been noted, saying rather worrying information that he should not know about, including information on scientists and other Ex-Pop.

Although Thomas' vocal chords have indeed been mutated, they are not as damaged as the other Screamers. Even though he has a speaker and mask like other Screamers, his voice amplified through his mutation and the speaker on his chest is only loud enough to cause temporary deafness and not death by noise pollution.

Thomas seems aware of his condition though, talking quietly to not alert anyone as he shakily stalks around.

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Thomas is sent in with other Prime Assets when the reagents are having an easy time completing objectives, not having a map of his own.

He is slow, yet extremely quiet, his footsteps almost silent because of his cloth covered feet, and without his subtle muttering he would be almost completely silent.

He attacks reagents based on fear, like the other Screamers, but not reactive fear. Fear that if he doesn't do his job, he will be punished.

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Using his voice to temporarily deafen reagents, although not enough to slow them down, it rattles their vision and makes their ears ring painfully.

Thomas then moves in with his hands. Nothing beats a strong grip, and he immediately goes for the neck.

Often he will be kicked or punched off of the reagents, even hit with the odd brick or bottle. But when he manages to hold on, he strangles the life out of his victim, sometimes even snapping their neck on the rare occasion.

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OKAY THAT IS THE INFODUMP ON MY PRIME ASSET OC!! I love him so much, I need to work more on him!! Thank you so much for asking, and I hope I get more asks like these, although dont feel pressured please!

Thank you again!

[harrysfolklore]

yupp cause i just saw a tumblr post saying that folklore, lover, and rep are abt harry and cherry is abt taylor

and that they got married ???

LOOORD WAS IT FR?? IT HAS TO BE SATIRE

[animationismycomfort]

when your trying so hard not to choose violence cause you know logically it’s not their fault you landed on their sh-tty post

but LOOORD the comments/reblogs aren’t making it any better

[footballffbarbiex]

I was surprised my football team won because we are normally shit (you can probably guess who)

And the races where so good but there was a couple of big crashes but everyone is ok thankfully

Lmao I have to be up at 7:40 and it’s nearly mighty but luckily it’s not like proper school I just need to be online but I don’t really have lessons

I would suggest watching scream or Texas chainsaws massacre if you haven’t already but if you want something more chill I like watching the Pixar soul movie cause it kind of helps me relax

The three wins I immediately think of is Dortmund, Barcelona or United.

Ugh! Crashes are beyond scary, especially in wet conditions. I actually hate knowing they drive at those speeds in rain.

Oh, that's something then! So you can sit there half asleep while it starts. A slight blessing then!

Looord, that's a blast from the past, unless you mean the Texas Chainsaw Massacre released this year? I remember watching the original when I was 13, so...almost 2 decades ago now, and absolutely shit myself bc her mum was outside the bedroom door listening and waiting before crashing in during one of the scenes and we both screamed.

I don't think I've actually watched Soul tho...might be worth a watch.

[ballplayersxo]

“I wonder if he even knows his real name” 😭😭 cause looord kids do not know anything! I hope Deuce isn’t one of those “how old are you?” “Blue!” kids lol

LMAOOOOO fr children are literally dumb as hell but it’s cute (sometimes) 🤣

[tinalbion]

Oh looord, Tina...what else is there to say except, take me away Mr Krueger you're so sexy ilysm...😂🥺❤️ Glad you're still active, 'cause I was worried but I'm very supportive still as usual

Ooh Nea, you're 100% correct 😩🙌🏻❤💚 I don't care what time of day, just take me away, good sir.

And no worries! I'm lingering, it's just getting really crazy over here with my job and now there's all this rioting kinda getting close in Milwaukee, too. It's scary times. I'm here, just to exhausted that all the creativity is sucked from me.

I appreciate you still sticking around!

[lordxgrinnyxboy]

rules: tag 10 some people you want to get to know better

tagged by: @dank-meme-legend - thanks! :D

Relationship Status: unaffiliated! 

Three Favorite Foods: practically any application of avocado, particularly guacamole. cashews with chocolate. and...either kale and white bean soup, or cheating by saying Salad because i am on a salad kick right now :3 

Favorite Color: can’t pick just one! my favorites tend to be the kind of dusty shades of pink, blue, lavender, and periwinkle.

Song Stuck In My Head:  “ffffiiiind the plaaace where your aaaaaagony staaaaarYOURKiSsoFlOVehAsOpEnEdMafAMILYYYY BY OUr FAAATHeerrrR wHAt wAs iT i LEFt bEhInD, oN tHaT BlAcK aNd BIttER nI’M GRASPING what my MOTHER and my FATHER tried to SAAAAy TOOO MEEE, The THING that They were FIGHTING foR’s the STRENGTH to look inTO the EYYYYYYES of SOMeoNE wHO iS mAIMING yOU aND SEEEEE thAT LAUGH!TER!IS!THE!BEST!MEDICINE!IF!IMAY!SUG!GEST!MEDICINE!MAKE!YOU!BEAT!YOUR!CHEST!MEDISIIINCE YOU’RE A LOOORD SEE WHAT PITYMIGHTALL OW AND THEN YOU RE A LIZE THAT YOU ARE HIM AND HE IS YOU BYYYYY THE LLLLLAWWWS OF EV RY LAND. AND THE SHAAAME OF MMMMY DIS GRACE. I VOW TO FIND AND KILL THE MAN WHO CRU CI FIIIIIIED MY FAAAAAAAAAAAACE SHE WOULDN’T LOVE ME IF HER EYES COULD SEEEEEEEEEEEEEE FIGHT FOR YOUR LIFE LITTLE BOY WITH A CAUSE FIGHT TIL YOUR BODY’S A HOOOOOOOLE STROOOOOOONG IN A WOOOOORLD WITH A HEAAART FULLL OF DREEEAMS AAAACHING TO MAKE THEM COME TRUUUUUUUE YOOOOOUR ( the hooooole in your heart! was buuuuurned to give you a hooome! ) MIGHTY HEAAART CAN FIND OOOUT WHAT IT MEEEEANNNS FIIIGHT FOR YOOOOUR SHAAAAATTERED CHIL DREN TEMPERED BY STEEEEEEEL ( now listen to me DEA ) BY THE STOOOOOORMS OF THE WOOOORLD BOOORN BROKEN NOOOOW IT’S SPOKEN STRONG AS THE HEEEEverythingEEEAAART OF ALlives in a MOST A LOOOOOOveOOOOOlikethatOOOOOOOOOOOOOORDDDDDiiiiiiiiIIIIIIiiiIIIIIIIEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

Last Song I Listened To:  Human by Civil Twilight but with the pitch lowered bc the high notes are fatal u-u

Time: 11pm

Last Thing I Googled:  "song about 5 stages of grief old man music video” bc i was trying to find a song that i had found a few months ago but i can’t remember any of the lyrics or what it was called, or who sang/performed it, just that in the video for it, there was a kind of oddly handsome elderly fellow (i say elderly, he was probably like fifty-sixty) and was like, in this support-group looking place and each of the people there seemed to represent a stage of grief and some of them were all huggy and affectionate with him, one dude was scared, and some others tried to beat the guy up for some reason. and i can’t FIND it again :(((((

Dream Trip: crimson lethe anywhere! my life goal is to just travel around.

Anything I Really Want:  aside from to get back into writing, as mentioned above my main  thing is i want to travel. have no permanent ties to any specific place and instead just pop about, volunteering in various places and doing freelance work.

I’m tagging: @prince-lee25, @ladytrelaw, @phantom-of-notre-dame-7, @lordddaviddirry-moir, and anyone else who wants to! :D

[joestrummen]

(alic for you sanity do not read this post)

looord give me strength my coworker is keeping five small fish in a bowl and by keeping i mean he bought more today cause the last ones died (and the last ones died) and every time he’s like i read these fish can live for a decade but mine died in months :( im like 🔪 🔪 🔪 🔪 🔪 🔪 🔪  that is because you are not supposed to keep fish in a bowl