#drunk bisexual

[seagiri]

qué noche tan obscura

[awrestlinggirlwholoves80sbands]

New Bi Flag just dropped

[usagiii666]

<333

[lizmidfordsblog]

Some hilarious quotes from the fic that are too good to leave in the drafts pfft

“I AM A KITE!” Raon screams, thrilled. “You can fly.” Cale deadpans. “I AM SOARING!” “You are going approximately seven feet.” Jules snorts, tossing Raon higher in the air. “Feels like more when you’re tiny.” “I’m not tiny! I’m compact and powerful!” “Sure you are, kiddo.”

2.

Suddenly, Mary sits up straight, sticking her arms out in the air. “I am God.” She states extremely seriously. “Bow down you plebians.” “WHO THE HELL GAVE MARY ALCOHOL?!”

3.

She meets Choi Han’s amused gaze, barely lets out a groan before tipping over and puking again. All over Cale's feet. “I admit, this is the first time I’ve been greeted like this.” “Oh fuck you.” “Yeah, that’s more familiar.”

4.

Jules roundhouse kicks away the shot glass Cage offers the bewildered swordsman, screeching at the top of her lungs. “NO GIVING ALCOHOL TO MINORS!” No one hears Choi Han’s heartbroken mutter. “…But I’m older than all of you?”

5.

“…Are—Are you flirting with me?” Jules stammers incredulously. Cage nods vigorously, leaning in dramatically and slamming one hand firmly against the wall next to Jules’ head. “Hey darling, what do you think about having a beautiful Unnie?” "Excuse me?" Cage whispers, eyes gleaming with madness. “Not only am I smart and beautiful, but I am amazingly talented at satisfying women—” Somewhere behind them, Cale abruptly chokes on thin air.

6.

Jack suddenly crawls over to Jules’ side, clutching her leg desperately, his eyes shimmering and watery. “Jules,” Jack whimpers, voice cracking pathetically as he looks up at her. “Do you think I’m unlovable? Am I doomed to be forever alone because men can’t handle my—my sparkle?” Hannah cackles. "You're a celibate priest with no game, what sparkle?!"

EDIT: In case anyone wants to check out the fic, you can find it here :) I make Goldie Gramps cough blood (with love). I hope y'all enjoy the chaos to come!

[roastedsloth]

Buck is DEFINITELY not looking at Eddie's lips thank you very much

[sunnybunnyluv]

Is it bad I just want someone to control everything about me?

How often I eat and what I eat, what I wear, when I can touch myself, make me please you how you want me to, literally anything and everything.

I don’t want to decide anything, just you and only you choosing everything for me. Making me and my life how you want it.

I want someone obsessed with me, wanting to keep me to themselves forever <3

Ugh one day hopefully 🤭

[chessb0r3d]

i cracked the code.

[deathtokillian]

I am so sick of trans people making fun of other trans people identities. “Shit like this is what they hate trans people!” Like shut up, genuinely. News flash they are going to hate you no matter what, you guys need to stop it with this “pick me” shit.

There are things with in the trans community that I don’t fully get, but it doesn’t hurt anyone so why should I give a shit? I’m not going to harass and bully people who identify/transition differently than me. Why do you care???

[littlemisswrath9]

Made this after 3 glasses of wine but I can def see Jacob writing this shit lmaoo

[ilovemesomevincentprice]

Vincent Price - The Comedy of Terrors (1963)

[22link22]

drew Miku drinking a Heineken

why did my art style suddenly changed while drawing this (im not complaining tho)

[averykoolusername]

You let out a groggy groan as you shifted in your sleep before turning to the side, and stretching your arm out expecting to feel the warmth of the white haired woman you shared a night of passion with, only to find it being empty and cold.

You lazily raised your head and peeked one eye open before flopping your head back down on to the pillow with a heavy sigh, assuming Felicia had left you without saying goodbye.

"Shit!" A familiar voice cried out outside the bedroom and seemingly from the direction of your kitchen. You hurried out of the bedroom and into the kitchen after rapidly rising from the bed and putting on your clothing that were scattered all over the floor.

You found Felicia, wearing your baggy shirt and looking a bit smaller than usual. You looked down and saw just how ravishing she looked as it exposed the sight of her milky thighs.

Felicia kept fanning the burning food in the frying pan in a panic as the fire raged on. You chuckled at the sight of the scene before approaching her, and gently putting a hand on to the small of her back, pushing her aside as you took over the situation.

You covered the flaming pan with a lid and set it aside before turning off the burner. Felicia cleared her throat in an effort to hide her embarrassment.

"I was trying to make you breakfast," She mumbled.

You looked at her, giving Felicia an amused smile before letting out a small chuckle.

"How do you burn a fried egg?" You snickered, teasing Felicia, who only gave you an adorable look of furrowed brows combined with a small pout.

You couldn't help yourself from letting out an entertained laugh at her face before holding them by the waist and guiding her up on the counterto make her sit.

"Sorry, I almost burned your place down," Felicia apologised with a chuckle, properly sitting herself on the counter before resting her hands on your shoulder while you positioned yourself between her legs. "I just wanted to make you bacon and eggs."

You only observed Felicia's face for a solid minute with an enthralled smile before speaking up.

"It's fine," You reassured, running your hands up to the latter's exposed thighs before leaning in close to her ear to whisper. "I already know what I want for breakfast anyway." You teased, gently biting her earlobe.

Felicia felt a chill run up her spine, and gently pushed you away from her ear before dropping her head down to your shoulder in embarrassment to cover her already flushed face from your display.

You simply chuckled and placed your hands on her waist, resting your chin on her shoulder as well.

They both enjoyed their silence. The morning sunlight passed through the window pane and reflected the light all over the place, bouncing off of every object in place, walls, and floor as it gives the place a natural soft light.

"I love you," Felicia confessed in a whisper, breaking your silence with the three letter words that you had been waiting to hear.

It echoed in your ear as it froze you in place for a solid minute before you raised your head.

"No," You muttered, confusing Felicia which caused her to raise her head as well.

You leaned back and gently held on to each side of her face as you looked at her in the eyes with all seriousness and love present in your eyes.

"You look at me when you say that."

Felicia's confused expression softened as they let out small airy chuckle before softly clutching on to your wrists before looking into at your eyes with same seriousness and devotion in your eyes.

"I love you," She repeated, giving you the soft, innocent smile that melts your heart without fail.

You returned her tender smile, brushed your thumbs gently on her cheeks before leaning in to softly kiss Felicia on the lips.

"I love you too," You confessed, giving her soft butterfly kisses all over her face, earning Felicia's endearing giggle.

You ran your hands back down on Felicia's thighs and bit your lower lip with a tiny smirk curling it.

"Let's go shower," You said. "I don't think I can control myself, seeing you look so adorable in my shirt."

[gnometa233]

>messy queer characters

>ask if the messy queer characters are actually messy or lesbophobic

>they dont understand

>pull out illustrated diagram explaining what actual chaotic and messy characters are vs lesbophobic depictions

>they laugh and say "it's a well rounded and honest depiction of queerness, ma'am"

>look inside

>lesbophobia

[whereismycomputermouse]

So I sketched/colored Anji like a week ago and forgot to post it so here

[hoarderheart]

Okay but imagine being the closeted homophobic reverend from supernatural. One day you’re preaching about how the media is “spreading the gay agenda” with their movies and their fake weddings and how you as believers “have to speak for God,” and then the next day you meet God Himself in the church in the middle of your speech about going against the gay agenda. And God says, “I truly couldn’t give a shit about whether or not someone is gay.” You spent your whole life neck-deep in self-loathing trying to bury a part of yourself that you truly cannot change, because of the fear of going to hell, while also dragging others along for it. Only to find out that God never gave a shit. But He chokes you anyway biblical style because you used His name in vain or whatever while also calling you out on your bullshit, talking about how you were definitely fucking some dude and He knows. This is how you die.

[bidotorg]

Do you know the #bilarious Aubrey Plaza?