#dont tell me anythin

[momo-shut-the-fuck-up]

HUH???? LOEN HAS BEEN HERE SINCE LIKE CH 1??? I FORGOT ABOUT THAT

AND WDYM HE KNOWS NIKKI IS GONNA CHANGE THE FUTURE??? IS LOEN AWARE OF THE TIME LOOPS????????? WH-

[boxwinebaddie]

heeeeello party people!~ super bacteria uncle nina here using my silly tumblr to cope again ( my culture came back and it was...suuuuper fucking bad! like i knew it would be, lol! awesome! <3 thanks, god! )

but we're not thinking about, what were gonna think about is the time that ravenstan got a little Too tipsy topsy turvy on jerseyky boxwine,

( it's the cab sav one, fyi. i can't drink on all these Fucknut Antibiotics - they prescribed me the wrong one and i took it, if you can believe it; i luv doctors - can y'all believe i did this shit Sober? unREAL, brohs! )

and was on tiktok live, the dawn spawns of the world convinced him to do the 'White Boy Of The Month' filter bc he's too impressionable and what can i say;

The Man LOVES White Boys. ;) xxx

( helpsksdj )

so, he started doing it and was like 'nooooo, is /KYLE/ on this one?!?! You're Joking.' ( everyone said 'JK <3' because they all think they're jimmy valmer stand-up sit-down comedians, smh...but no, naught joking, Actually JK bc in my ncau-niverse, cd and the blondies gang are celebrities, so naturally they’re on A Lot of social filters )

so he was GOING to save The No.1 slot...for the no.1 slut ( if you will, ) my ginger gringo king, ceo of dark academic debauchery and bottom feeding ;), new jay's finest - literally - kyley b matthew broflovski; <33 ( buuuut! he's a reformed manhoe; so watchya mowtH! )

buuuuut x2 ( and i'd say it's a big butt, but it's not, it's ravenstan, so it's flatter than the sidewalk; luh you flat stanley ) Gaydhd Won Again and tipsy ravenstan got distracted by all the FINE ASS WHITE MEN and started getting philosophical about it ( that man put a lil too much #thot into those placings; he was born for it, soz )

had about two spots left ( the top and bottom spots; i am laughing ) figured that there was almost 'No Chance!' he would get jersey...

PUT /MATTHEW! GRAY! GUBLER!/ AT ONE ( Immaculate Taste, btw! he also put jacob elordi at number two because he is a fucking genius and that...really tells you Everything you need to know about my stan. like tall, could probably be a runway model, intellectual, kind of a jackass, stays fitted, accent or eccentric manner of speaking...yeah )

-- BUT HE WANTED TO BE CLEAR, HE HAD TO SPECIFY THAT HE WAS SPECIFICALLY REFERRING TO /DR. SPENCER REID/ OF CRIMINAL MINDS. WHEN I TELL YOU HE HAS NO IDEA WHO MGG IS BUT HE HAS SEEN EVERY EPISODE OF CRIMINAL MINDS SEVERAL TIMES. IT’S LIKE...HIS /FAVORITE/ FKN SHOW. AND HE DOES HAVE A FAT CRUSH ON REID. YES, I DOES TRACK; I KNOW. )

and RIGHT when he was rolling for the very last spot ranking on the filter ( that's the BOTTOM, i repeat, THE B/O/T/T/O/M of the tierlist )

...hE GOT KYLE

FUCKING

BROFLOVSKI

and had to place him at /TEN/.

-- riiiiiiight as Kyle /FUCKING/ Broflovski came out of the kitchen in the dorky ass star of david apron that sheila got him for hannukah, with his hair up and everything, holding a fork so stan could taste...

...T-THE PASTA HE JUST MADE HIM FOR DINNER BECAUSE HE'S A SWEET BEAUTIFUL /ANGEL/....and i'm talking The Very First Bite Of EXTREMELY DELICIOUS KYLE Pasta that he put ZUCCHINI IN JUST FOR STAN BECAUSE HE IS ( what? ) AN ANGEL!! FROM hEAVEN!!!!! AND THE WHITE BOY OF THE /YEAR/: TAKE YA JERSEY SLANDER SOMEWHERE ELSE: HE'S MY WHITE BUOY UVF FOREVA!

...proceeded to Blow On It ;-;, s-so stan wouldn't burn his mouth... ( bc rav always gets too excited and burns his mouth; nooo :c </3 ) and asked him why his phone was blowing up w/ people tagging him in thirst traps of 'That Supa Nerdy Guy From That One Crime Show' and asking him if stan tweeted something about him cooking bc people keep telling him that he's 'Cooked'. SHKDLDHLKS HEEELP.

And....

*rawr xd home mid/hschooled ravenstan vc*

Scene. <3

[projectdivaar]

I know my mum did not js shame me into admitting I was reading mcr rpf...

[bunnyboy-juice]

;~; (tags vent)

[todayisafridaynight]

so when's the arakawa family matcha preparation analysis dropping

arakawa and sawashiro prepare it right and properly yk: they'll warm the bowl and the whisk and dry off the bowl, put only a scoop or two of matcha, and they whisk it using the back-and-forth motion. they do the whole bit where you turn the bowl and drink it in three and a half sips

ichi tries to do it like arakawa, but sometimes he'll skip past warming the whisk and might just do the bowl. he's a bit heavy on scooping and always puts a little more than what's probably good enough. he's a chronic zigzagger when mixing and is more aggressive than he should be. at the very least he doesn't make a huge mess. ichi'll try to drink in three and a half sips, though it usually ends up being two or three.

masato generally does it the same way as his dads, but he'll use a metal sifter to break apart his matcha and he'll tilt the bowl a bit

mitsu's like ichi in being heavy-handed with scooping and mixing, but he'll still mix with a back-and-forth motion like everyone else. unlike ichi though, he's more consistent in remembering to warm everything up- though he doesn't always dry off the bowl

[waloeders]

"let astarion bite you" this "let astarion bite you" that

NO

what about let me bite astarion HUH

[angelicstalker]

Hhh

[silbeni]

Had a veryyy strange dream

[alebrijediscordico]

maybe im bookmarkin way too many characters for artfight...

and other stuff- [eyes my attack goal for this year]

[ravegore]

Ok now that my rage is mostly past i am in more lalaland. Glad to put my energy towards being happy and improving my life with my friends that i love and trust

[dnangelic]

eep .

‘ s-sorry … ‘ had he ended up annoying the other ? not checking the bag's contents after feeling confident ( though , maybe now that he considered it , a little conceited , ) in the fact he was bound to find a book he didn't like had also been a way to try to protect the other from some sort of overstepping or embarrassment .

it was always one thing to lie ; another to pry , and he can’t help the way his shoulders uncomfortably raise at the other’s tut . his apology too is barely audible , but the instant the bag hits the other’s bed , he moves quickly in order to return it to where it had been first snatched from . ' wait , let me get that for you ... ! '

if only to him , being able to do so felt important , after all . not just as a way to potentially make up one small , irritating slight up to sakura , but so that the other had their space and didn't end up sleeping with a face-full of plastic , too . even if the space of sakura's room was small , and even if there was hardly anything in it , what did exist had to be taken care of --- such a line of thought was natural .

he's still listening carefully to the other as the bag fits back on the handle . i just don't do it --- why ? there's more to the equation , he's sure of it , but not wanting to tread into the sort of place that'd leave sakura baring his teeth at him again , his head only turns to spare a glance at the other : sakura's pensiveness doesn't go unnoticed .

and then the topic changes . his shoulders jump as the imaginary spotlight swings over , his head snapping back to the empty space of the door directly in front of him , face going pale , cheeks flushing red --- oh no .

oh no .

' m-me ?! ' a cough . a clear of his throat . he shakes the startled shock out and bluffs confidence . ' i mean , me ? w-well , of course i --- read . ' it would have been stranger for an "elegant phantom thief" to say that he didn't read whatsoever , right ? but --- saying his favorites were monthly manga or sparkly , pink-covered shoujo series was totally ... n-no way , he couldn't do it !

' only ... uh , masterpieces ... ' alright , forget the manga , just for now ! there was no point in pretending too far from the truth , either --- if sakura just so happened to be an expert in rocket science or greek philosophy , then any attempt at trying to seem smart would only make him look even more stupid . ' things like fairy tales ... and notre dame . '

“Tch.”

He could’ve made more of a show and acted like he looked in the damn bag, but whatever, at least he gave it back in one piece. Small wins or whatever the hell aside, Haruka just tosses the bag back onto his futon—not where it was grabbed from before, but he’s tired and he can’t be assed to go put it back on the doorknob—and drops down beside it, staring up at the ceiling.

“’s not that,” he grumbles, waving a hand dismissively, “I just don’t do it.”

The money thing aside, it wasn’t like he didn’t already have to fight tooth and damn nail just to shop for groceries sometimes, so forgive him if he never tried a bookstore or a library more than twice. He learned early on that it just...was not worth getting up in arms with random employees that he wasn’t stealing books, that he was only grabbing a few of them to read directly inside the place, every single time he tried to enter. Didn’t help that, at the library, he got blamed for a printer running out of ink once, though—especially since he had been on the other end of the building at the time.

He’s gotta move on from that memory before it carries him too far away.

“But anyway. Wouldn’t’a thought you’d like books.” Haruka’s genuinely curious—or maybe it’s just the sleep that isn’t yet coming—and it’s been on his mind since he’d been asked about one in the first place. “What, uh, what kinda ones do you read? Normally read, I mean.”

He just hopes the answer isn’t somethin’ stupid, if only so he doesn’t end up feeling stupid for askin’.

[eqnoiaa]

sunscreen. ੈ✩‧₊˚

a/n: this was lowk rusheddd dont pay any mind to the mistakes !!

warnings: slight smut?? sexual depictions, light swearing maybe

"hey jayj, can you rub some sunscreen on my back? i cant reach.." you say whine as you pick up the open sunscreen bottle on the table next to you, the dry pieces falling into the cracks of the dock and into the merky water below.

jj turns to look at you smiling, taking the sticky sunscreen bottle from you. "of course, looks like you depend on me for everything, huh?" he smirks into the end of his sentence, moving closer to you with every word.

you scoff at the cockiness hes displaying, twisting your body so he could reach your lower back where the sunscreen needed to be applied

he was loving this right now, and you could tell by the way he was beaming with glory once he realized what was happening.

you spin around and your eyes lock with his as hes about to begin the application,"jj. be serious, its just sunscreen"

he scoffs. apalled you would even think of him as unserious, i mean, when has he ever displayed immaturity?

"me? unserious? sweetheart you must be mistaken." jj shook his head as he squeezed the bottle and swiped some cream on his two fingers. you have got to admit, his hands that have been working all day, the rings that had the reflection of the sun on it, and the nickname that had fallen off the tip of his tongue were doing things to you. you werent sure if you liked it or not.

"eyes up here, pretty"

he mumbled as he begins to rub the subscreen into your back. his calloused fingers sending shivers down your spine as you held back a low groan in pleasure.

"wheres kie when you need her, am i right?" jj chuckles behind you nervously, continuing to work his magical hands into you. you just laugh in agreement, still trying to hold back sounds threatening to spill any moment

jj moves into the sides of your stomach and hit a tender spot, allowing an errupt moan to fall

"ohh shitt.."

jj smiles and flips your hair over your shoulder to the front, moving his way up your back. "might have to get you to pay me for this since 'm doing so well.." he gloats, shifting his body closer to yours

you throw your head back a little to respond to him. but it hits his shoulder. now realizing how close the two of you were, you begin to feel a redness creep upon your tan cheeks.

"do you know how you could pay me, darlin'?"

he spoke in an almost whisper, still keeping his seductice husky tone that always manages to do something to you. you dont know what to say to him right now.

your hair blows into your face, almost sticking immediately due to the humidity in the outerbanks right now. he pulls away the few strands that got caught, and pulls you closer by his chest.

you wince at the coldness of more sunscreen being rubbed into your shoulders, almost shutting your eyes completely out of pleasure.

jj makes his hands down to the front of your body, inching closer and closer to the waistline of your american apparel underwear.

" 'this okay?" he mumbles against your neck, planting wet messy love bites all over it. marking what was his.

you almost forget how to speak, realizing what was happening. you wanted to push him away because you knew it was wrong, but your body needed him.

so bad.

"yes."

with your permission he dips his hand fully into your navy blue panties, his thumb brushing across your sensitive clit, making you whimper

all of this, so unexpected, the idea of someone catching you guys on the dock of your bestfriends house made this all so much better, the riskiness of it all turned you on. it turned both of you on.

"what do you want me to do you to, darlin?" jj whispers under his breath, teasing your entrance, waiting for a response. when he doesnt get one, he dips his finger almost in your now soaking pussy.

"huh?"

"everything, anythin' jj, just please do something."

the freudian slip gave him the reassurance he was waiting for, he wasted no time in allowing your walls to surround his fingers. his cold rings inside of you.

a/n: part twooo.??? lmk !!

jj maybank, your bestfriend, has 2 fingers inside of you right now, and youre loving it.

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[thewertsearch]

ERIDAN: for all that trainin you did ERIDAN: i wwouldnt be the incredible holy wwizard i am noww wwithout your help […] KANAYA: I Hope You Use Your Magnificent Powers Of Light And Hope For Goodness And Purity And Lets Not Forget Science

At this point. Kanaya is Human Sarcasming better than most actual humans.

ERIDAN: dont wworry im all ovver that shit you dont evven knoww KANAYA: Uh Oh I Hope That Didnt Come Off As Too Sarcastic […] KANAYA: Please Dont Take Too Much Offense ERIDAN: haha damn kan if thats your idea of offense bein made then i honestly gotta fuckin wworry for you ERIDAN: tell you wwhat ill givve you some lessons in dealin out the dark umbrage to repay you for your tutelage in the wwhite science

I think Dave taught Kanaya more about the art of trolling in a single conversation than Eridan could in an entire lifetime.

That guy can troll better than most actual trolls.

ERIDAN: wwhats that thing there KANAYA: The Matriorb KANAYA: I Was About To Go Hatch It In The Core To Restore Our Race ERIDAN: that sounds ERIDAN: hopeful […] ERIDAN: if theres goin to be any sort a hope for our race as the prince of hope i demand to be invvolvved ERIDAN: so dont go anywwhere wwithout me got it […] KANAYA: Fine

I’m all for the construction of neo-Alternia, but I really don't think Eridan should be on the planning committee, unless we also want a neo-hemospectrum.

Honestly, the only trolls I'd really trust to rebuild their society are the bottom half of the hemospectrum, and possibly Gamzee. The other highbloods can go sit in the corner.

ERIDAN: its not magic wwe talked about this kar KARKAT: RIGHT, IT'S POWERED BY SCIENCE, I FORGOT. KARKAT: OR HOPE. WHATEVER THE FUCK THAT MEANS

I don’t see how Hope translates to a robot-exploding beam, though.

If it was wizards he was blowing up, I’d understand, because it would be consistent with my theory that he's weaponizing his hatred of FRAUDULENT MAGIC. If anything, his Science Wand should strengthen a robot, since it's a product of the TRUEST SCIENCES.

ERIDAN: i had a harder time than anybody wwith this game ERIDAN: it wwas really fuckin unfair wwhat challenges i got saddled wwith ERIDAN: i wwoulda fuckin MURDERED for a land full of a lot a harmless brains and fire ERIDAN: but no ERIDAN: it wwas so lonely ERIDAN: hey guys anybody wwant to come hang out wwith me in the land a wwrath and angels

That sounds cool, though. Angels, I assume, are how Hope is represented in his Land, and I’m sure Eridan synergized well with its wrath. I wonder what physical form it took?

ERIDAN: anybody at all i knoww it isnt anythin like one of your flippin land picnics ERIDAN: anybody please ill evven settle for the kittycat shipper cavve girl

You can't complain about loneliness and then insult your ‘friend’ in the same breath. That's not how any of this works, and the fact that you're unaware of this should tell you everything you need to know about why you're lonely.

So Karkat does know about Nepeta’s little crush. He is a relationship aficionado, after all.

Poor Nepeta.

I sort of figured Karkat didn't reciprocate her feelings. He's preoccupied with plenty of other redrom prospects, and he basically never mentions her.

Karkat’s honestly a little too nice to Eridan. He’s being such a bro here, but what Eridan actually needs is to be brought down to size a little.

Granted, I think Eridan needs a bigger shock to the system than an angry tirade from Karkat. I feel like Terezi could tear him to pieces - but since it's unfair to expect her to put up with him alone, I'd put both the Scourge Sisters on this assignment. >:)

What Karkat is aptly demonstrating here is that there’s a difference between an Eridan kind of asshole and a Karkat kind of asshole.

Let's be real, here - Karkat's a dick. But he's a dick who holds no true malice, knows when he's crossed a line, and is willing to sincerely apologize for his past actions, and make amends.

Eridan possesses none of these qualities, which is why he sat alone in his house for a month while Karkat befriended the entire cast.

[todayisafridaynight]

Wanna put your friend in a lil terrarium just to see what wacky things she does stg 😂

i actually Cannot Stress the migraine she gives me every time we hang out. like without fail she'll always say or do something that ranges from mildly questionable or irritating but relatively Whatever to How Have You Survived This Long Without Burning Your House Down Boiling An Egg

[altxts]

backshots w csb..

- pairings: choi soobin x male reader

- content: smut , dom soobin , sub reader , anal sex , degrading , kinky soob , rough sex , you’re the 6th member of txt , lmk if i missed anythin

- note: my first ever smut , i hope its good 🙏😭. idfk if i should put this here but did yall see the concept photos.. they so fine im gonna need some of that dick..

“you like that? yeah? whore taking it so fucking good..” soobin whispered, hand in your hair pulling back slightly, voice low and husky, panting heavily in your ear as he hit you from the back. he’d been so eager for you the whole day, seeing you flirt with the other members.. he couldn’t resist but show you what a slut you really are.

“ah- ah- ah- soob- soobin- it- hurts- can’t- take it-” you moaned out of the mix of pain and pleasure. feeling him railing your tight hole. his meat stretching your wet walls. you couldn’t take it. but you knew the older man wasn’t gonna stop anytime soon.

“dont fucking call me that whore. im more than that bitch.. dont fucking act like you’re in any way better than me..” he smirked before continuing his thrusting. “your fucking slutty moans are like music to my ears.. so innocent.. yet so needy for cock” he groaned as he grabbed your waist thrusting into you harder. still with his hands in a rough tight grip in your messy hair, he pushed your face down, meeting the pillows right below you.

all you could do was moan into the white pillows. screaming as he picked up his speed. you were a whining and moaning mess, a slut indeed, soobin’s slut.. and you loved it. arching your back as he lifted up your head.

right as you arched your back, soobin’s attention went straight to your ass. he slapped it before taking hold of it, whilst still pounding relentlessly deep into your hole. “tell me who owns you whore.. cmon bitch.. tell me!” he said whispering in your ear before yelling loudly, slapping your ass once again.

“you do.. soobin- i mean.. si- sir..” you stuttered, panting heavily. as soon as you felt soobin’s big hand grabbing your neck tightly, squeezing it, all you could do was cough as you struggled to breathe properly.

“bad boys deserve to be punished..” soobin whispered in your ear with a grin on his face as he kept squeezing, tightly.. he finally let go when you screamed out of breath. he grabbed your waist with both his hands as he started thrusting at an animalistic pace, feeling his climax building up.

you let out a bright groan, arching your back feeling soobin’s cock twitch around your throbbing walls. you were so close to your climax as well, but you could only cum if soobin gave you the permission. he would always keep that as his number one rule in bed, with all the members.

“fuck im gonna cum.. gonna cum in you bitch” he said breathing heavily, almost teasing you as he said it, knowing you were aware of his number one rule. his voice signaled that he was really close, all he could do was keep on fucking you aggressively and that’s exactly what he did before shooting his load deep inside you, groaning as he did.

you let out a bright moan as your back arched, feeling soobin’s white, sticky, hot seed filling your insides up. “fuck… that feels so good” you exhaled, body shaking relentlessly from the other’s aggression.

soobin pulled out of your ass grinding his crotch against your red asscheeks. “you wanna cum huh? cum.” he smirked, placing you on your back before starting to jerk you off, not caring if he’s going too fast.

you let out constant whimpers as he jerked you off, feeling overstimulated even tho you didn’t cum yet. seconds later, you groaned brightly once again as you came right onto soobin’s face, watching him as he licked all your cum off.

after soobin was done cleaning both of them he cuddled himself next to you before you both drove into sleep…

[mayearies]

☆.

NORMAL GIRL

𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐆 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐒

˚ʚ property of ©hiimayee ɞ˚

genre: angsty (a lil fluff) | warnings: insecure reader a/n: i gotta confess i just listened to the ctrl deluxe because i didnt know there was one but I LOVE JODIE AND MILES SMSM translations: amor, que paso / love, what happened . di lo que piensas / say what you think . tía / aunt . como si fuera ayer, hermosa / like it was yesterday, beautiful . mi corazon / my heart . mamá, déjame ayudarte / mama, let me help you

summary: miles assuring youre the one for him no matter what ♬ song: normal girl by sza

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

miles and you were just laying down and watching some television on the couch while tía rio went to the store. she said she wanted to teach you and miles how to make pasteles tonight. you honestly weren’t paying attention to whatever was being shown, instead you were thinking about yourself. you just wish you were more-

“-normal?”

the tv cut off your sentence with that word, snapping you back into the moment. he noticed your sudden jump and looked up as you as his thumb circled your stomach. “you okay?”

“hm? oh yeah- yeah i’m fine.”

your voice was really unconvincing, he rolled his eyes as he laid his head back down on your chest and turned his eyes toward the tv again. “amor, que paso? you look upset.”

“nothing, just thinking.” “you know you can tell me anythin’, right? di lo que piensas.”

you know that. but you wanted to keep this to yourself. but also knowing him, he would be able to get you to crack sooner or later. miles was really passionate about hearing what you’re thinking. he liked to hear you speak. he says that a lot.

“you know how i, y’know act really out of character?” “what’chu mean, ma?” “like when we first met—don’t i act completely different now that we’re dating?”

the circular motions on your stomach paused for a second as he looked up at you but the motions still continued as he stared at you. glancing at your lips from time to time. “i mean, i never really noticed.”

“never?” “no. you stay the same in my eyes. the same cute princess i’ve known. so i dont know what you mean when you say ‘out of character’.”

maybe he didn’t see you the way you saw you. you felt like you’ve changed since you met him. in some ways bad, in some ways good. but you still felt like you weren’t yourself. “you know the times i would be hyper and all that.”

“como si fuera ayer, hermosa.” “well.. do you think thats normal considering me?”

miles squinted his eyes at you as he shifted so you were sitting on his lap. “‘normal’? you’re not normal.”

“exactly what my point is, miles. and i feel like it’s a problem.” “what’s wrong with not being normal, love? you can’t define normal in a person.” “but i’m not-“

“no buts, mi corazon. i like all the moments we share. the silly ones, the serious ones, thats all a part of you. and i like that. y’know, mama might have not had the best perception of you when we first met but, i still loved you. the same i do now. you might have changed. i still love you the same. ♡”

he lightly pepper kissed you over your face. he always knew a sweet way to shut you up. you were his life, and he wouldn’t want you being insecure about yourself any time of day. even when we was asleep or away for prowler business.

miles didnt have any expectations when he wanted a girlfriend. you just had to like him back. and you did. thats all he asks for. nothing else. “you okay now?”

he liked the way you would instantly melt at the kisses from his chappled lips. it made him feel warm and fuzzy inside. he kissed your nose before you laid your head on his chest. he stroked your scalp, too.

the sweet moment was inturrupted when the door lock was making noise, “i’m back!”

miles’ hands gestured for you to move so he could help with the groceries. a faint “mamá, déjame ayudarte.” coming from him as she thanked him. you were still a little froze in the moment to which you couldnt feel tears on your cheeks drying up.

“oh! good, she’s still here-“

once rio turned her attention to you, she held a look of slight worry. which then shifted to an eyebrow raise at her son as he carried the bags.

“what did you do?” “nothing, mama! i swear. we just.. had a little moment while you were out.”

she looked back and forth between you two until her mouth made an ‘o’ shape, “ah, i see.”

“…not-“ “yes, i know ‘not like that’!”

©hiimayee