#dodge talks

[yuri-for-businesswomen]

high male suicide rate: epidemic 😵‍💫

high trans suicide rate: genocide 😵

high suicide rate among porn stars: (silence)

[allforthe-gay]

it is completely one hundred percent baffling to me that any of the foxes would come away from witnessing neil and andrew's reunion in baltimore with the opinion that their relationship was just hate fucking . like my brother in christ are you blind

[lolottes]

Ida is Constantine's good ex.

They separated on good terms after a few months because Ida wanted to start a family and not Constantine (for obvious reasons). Then, despite Ida's efforts to keep in touch as a long-distance friend, she quickly no longer received any news from him.

So when she sees him barely older and seeming lost in his town… she takes him for a ghost who has retained a very human appearance. She rushes to him because she is surely not the only one to notice the presence of a “tourist” in town.

She takes a minute to pity him and apologize. He hadn't ignored him, he was dead!!! Then start explaining to him why as a ghost it's not safe for him here even though it's very nice of him to visit <3

Constantine had not informed Ida about magic, after all it was one of his exes from before his cancer (a little near the time when he stopped responding to her) and his first triple sale of soul for escape death. But he knows Ida well enough not to contradict her. In addition, she gives him all the information in flash notes that he is looking for.

…

Okay, he also missed Ida. It felt SO strange to see her old. But she apparently hadn't lost anything from a mental point of view

This is how Constantine was invited to have tea and catch up on lost time at Ida's in addition to having a more complete debrief of the Amity Park situation

[theemporium]

with every new piece of information that comes out, this tweet becomes funnier tbh

[iammykink]

Committing acts of aromanticism

[almadelsur]

What if I suggested dodge mason as art donaldson’s weird allusive cousin from Texas that he never sees bc they have literally NOTHING in common and who is just so so so sick of ppl comparing him to art and telling him he just looks so much like the rising tennis star.

And what if I said that during a family gathering, art decides to bring reader along and introduce his new girlfriend. Which of course makes all of their aunts and uncles turn to dodge to pester him, asking him when will he be settling down and bring a girl round. And dodge just has so much on his shoulders that this stupid rivalry between him and his cousin is truly the last straw. He just gets so frustrated and in such desperate need for release and validation over his fucking golden sparkling cousin, that he decides to get his own back at art and show you alllllllll the ways that cowboys are better than tennis players. After all, what experience do tennis players have with riding this hard?

[pietadean]

babygirl energy

[ms-scarletwings]

Frightsome realization brought to me by the beginning of the Planetjackers episode.

Zim’s telescope, all the way from Earth, mind you, couldn’t just search for and fix onto other known planets in the Empire’s range, couldn’t just find the base of the local irken spy, but was in fact able to lock onto the current, exact position of other invaders themselves.

Every single one of them is wired into a database to the point of being able to immediately check one’s encoded job and identity from a quick scan. Of course they’d have the technology and the foresight to have PAKs constantly log and update intergalactic GPS data to their fleet databanks. That’s how Sizz Lorr dropped in on Zim at the Skool. That’s how the guards black-bagged him in order to bring him to Judgementia for his trial. Hell, it probably might even be part of how Tak found him.

Every irken invader, if not every Irken soldier, can be tracked and observed at any time by the empire. Some form of cracking this network may even be the method through which Zim obsessively checks in on the Tallests and where The Massive’s been lately.

But more worryingly, for Irkens at least, this would mean that permanently deserting and evading the empire is effectively impossible so long as there exists some Irken authority willing to put in the effort to chase you down. There is no corner of the universe where their criminals could find a lasting peace of mind. It also adds some more potential context behind their ubiquitous loyalty to their leadership, or why to Zim’s perception, there is no third option after success or being as good as a dead man.

[glitterrgalax]

i was trying to finish this b4 the twitter ban as a last farewell to my dbd moots but my internet providers took that shit down Fairly Quickly so. yeah. took my time or whatever

[mikedfaist]

Boobs or butt w Mike Faist characters, which do they prefer?

Let’s start with the big 3…

Riff: Riff vowed he never had a preference, until he met you. Something about your boobs just sends him into overdrive, and he’s clawing his way up the bed to get to you. If the two of you are just cuddling, you best believe he has one hand up your shirt, holding firmly to a single breast like a child with a stuffed animal. It’s not even sexual to him at that point. If you two are in mid-argument, and you take your shirt off, he instantly retreats in surrender. “Okay, that’s not fair.” Argument completely forgotten.

Art: Alexis, will you play Dance (A$$) by Big Sean? THIS BOY… this boy loves a good ass. His favorite position is reverse cowgirl for a reason. He has the best view in the house. A close second is doggy. He’s the kind of boyfriend who will slap your ass in public without much shame, or shove his hand into the back pocket of your jeans when you’re walking around campus. One rule in is dorm is you can’t wear pants… he doesn’t make the rules.

Dodge: Controversial opinion, but Dodge loves both, and how dare someone ever favorite one over the other! When you’re making out, and his mouth is enclosed over your breast, you best believe he has a hand grabbing at your ass. He loves to fuck you in front of a mirror because he simultaneously gets to watch himself fuck your ass, but also watch your boobs in the reflection. That to him is his personal heaven.

Okay, now for some of his “deep cuts” as he puts it…

Gordie: Honestly, Gordie has no preference. He’s just happy to be there, which does have its faults. He sometimes doesn’t know where to put his attention, or his hands. He wants to caress your boobs, but he also wants to grope your ass. He tries to do both with just one hand, but it doesn’t get the full effect he desires. He can’t have his attention solely on one, because he feels he’s missing out on the other. If he can’t give you his full, devoted attention, then what’s the point?

Arthur: He’s an ass guy, in the sense he loves his ass touched. When you’re making out, he loses it when you reach down to grab his ass. When you’re making out on the beach, rolling around in the sand, and you reach down to grab his ass to push him farther into you, he’s done for. When you’re walking around and you jokingly slap his butt, you’re the only one laughing. He’s definitely divided if he wants to be pegged…but that’s a conversation for a different time!

[russsiangirl]

a cowboy's sweetheart. ( dodge mason x you! )

North Carolina, 2016. 

You had never understood the hype behind rodeos, a bunch of guys practically begging to get injured in some way just for riding a bull? Well, that was bullshit if you had ever seen it. And you were about to. 

Your friend Lauren had practically begged for you to come, she had even bought you a pair of cowboy boots for the occasion! Lauren had a weird obsession with cowboys since this one boy in 8th grade, the year when the two of you got really close. Ever since then, you two had been glued at the hip, a thorn in each other’s sides as well. But here you two were, in college, together! Practically living the dream. “Please come, just this once!” Lauren pleaded, standing at the door of your shared dorm. You look at her with a sigh falling from your lips. She was persistent, but you just wished she would be persistent with other things. She looked at you with puppy dog eyes and repeated your name. “Fine,” You said with a huff, shaking your head. You couldn’t believe this. “I’ll go to your cowboy thing.” Lauren practically leaped with excitement as you agreed to this thing. You smiled back, watching as she dropped the cowboy boots at the door. Yeah, you were not wearing those. Over your dead body. 

at the rodeo… So you ended up wearing the cowboy boots. As you and your friends made your way to the stadium, you couldn’t help but take in your surroundings. “The toughest sport on dirt, huh? My ass.” You scoffed as your friend nudged your shoulder with a giggle. You didn’t really understand why she liked cowboys this much. It honestly astonished you. Cowboys were never really your type. But maybe, just maybe would this change your mind. You weren’t against liking cowboys, it just never really stuck with you. “Noo, you just need to see it to understand it.” Lauren clung onto your arm as she looked around like a kid in a candy store. You were glad she was excited. You wanted Lauren to be happy. You looked around at your other friends, Aubrey, Stella, Brianna. They weren’t huge cowboy fans, yet they went along. You had heard all about their nights with the different cowboys. As y’all found your seats in the bleachers your attention was drawn to the current cowboy in the chute. He donned a cream-colored cowboy hat and you could hear your friends giggling next to you. The announcer’s voice went off with a rumble, you listened closely trying to find out who this mysterious cowboy was. 

“Let’s go guys as we now have Dodge Mason from Martinsburg, West Virginia!” You raised a suspecting eyebrow, Dodge Mason was certainly a cowboy name, no doubt about it. The stadium immediately erupted with cheers as the announcer continued, naming the bull that Dodge was going to be riding. You and your friends made your way down closer to the fence, trying to get a better view. Your friend Brianna seemed like she knew this cowboy. He had probably been here before, you thought. You watched intently as he gave the nod to be released and watched as the bull tried to buck him off. The roll of his hips to stay balanced was hypnotizing, you watched as his face contorted with concentration. There was a cloud of dust that followed as the bulls hooves’ scuffed the dirt. You never had thought that bull-riding, for fucks sake, could be so.. entrancing? Your gaze didn’t leave him, the way he looked so stable on the bull that was so desperately trying to buck him off. It looked like second-nature for him, probably was too. He was, what, 52nd in the world? That must’ve been pretty high up there. You were sadly taken out of your trance as the bell went off, signaling that the 8 seconds were over, that the cowboy had made it.

“Ladies and gentlemen, we have a champion!” The entire stadium broke out in cheers and yells and whistles. You and your friends immediately hopped up and cheered as well. Why wouldn’t you? He had just won! It was astonishing! Anybody who could win at one of these things deserved some fucking applause. You beamed as you continued to applaud, though the cowboy didn’t have much reaction. Like he was used to this? 

Your gaze tracked him as he hopped off the bull. The helpers came over to reign the bull back over, except they couldn’t.  The bull rushed at the cowboy and you examined how his eyes widened in fear before he bolted over practically to where you were, his cowboy hat falling over the fence. Your heart pounding in your ears as you reached down to pick it up, offering it back to him.

“Oh no, you keep it.” He nods at you with a small smirk and you find yourself smiling back. His voice was nice, it was the kind of voice that could calm you down when you couldn’t sleep at night. A voice that was just naturally comforting.. Now that you could see him up close you started to see things about him. LIke how he had a small splattering of freckles on his face or how part of his left eye was brown. You looked down at your feet before setting the hat on your head. Dodge gave you a small nod before hopping off of the fence and making his way back to the exit. Maybe cowboys weren’t so bad after all..

Your friends immediately giggle and swoon behind you as you smile and you couldn’t help but find yourself smiling as well. Who knows, maybe you’d go looking for Dodge Mason later. There was just something about him that was so captivating. Something that made you need more, like a drug. You wanted to see what was up with this mysterious cowboy. You needed to see him again.

uhhhh yeah there's chapter one for you guys!! sorry that its so short this is my first time posting anything like this enjoy :3

[blood-orange-juice]

an absolutely normal reaction to ffxiv lore

[triglycercule]

sleep deprived dust can't recognize what's dream and what's real when he goes in and out of consciousness so i think dust is allowed to be incredibly reckless when he's awake but thinks he's in a dream. he will kill whoever passes by him (or attempt to. for him it's an instict to shoot bones anyways.) he will drink 4 bottles of alcohol just because he thinks its just a lucid dream. have incredibly loud conversations with phantom paps because he's asleep so nobody will hear him talk. or just have loud ass breakdowns because again he thinks he's asleep!!! nobody's gonna know what he gets up to in his dreams. and until someone (probably phantom paps) tells him that he's not asleep and this is reality he won't realize until he's done something really reckless

horror is seconds away from exploding dust's skull open with his magic while dust is trying to strangle him and FINALLY phantom paps tells him he's awake and dust snaps out of it. killer is walking around the house with bones sticking out of him like pins on a sewing pattern (casually too. another day in the life for him) and he just asks dust what that was about. dust just gets off of horror and shrugs his shoulders with an idk. and then walks away. this is the 6th time its happened this month

[landslided]

tory joining cobra kai again is kind of a shitty cliffhanger but it opens the gates for samtory tournament fight lesbian awakening part 2 electric boogaloo

[sarcastic-clapping]

i can’t get over the way louis leans away from armand’s kiss on the cheek in the cafe, even as they’re talking about how much he loves him. it’s just like this subtle tilt away from his touch that is so loud and tragic to me

[saphushia]

send prayers i'm quickly becoming obsessed with a new genshin ripoff