#everywhere i go i have to say No I Dont Have Touch Pay. No My Card Doesnt Have Tap

[caimitos]

saw a post about projecting your ethnicity onto a character and started missing vespa ilkay. so so bad

[springcatalyst]

yeah ill jump through these hoops. no its ok do you want me to do a fucking flip while im at it

[syxoki]

𝓣𝓲𝓽𝓼. 👅👅

daisuke and his gf with pierced titties/general nsfw headcanons >< (afab/female reader, sorry men 😔)

Cw: nsfw, tits piercings, goonsuke, titties sucking, boobjob, cum on tits, daisuke is 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂, he has a tongue piercing, praises, petnames (pretty girl, good girl, babe, baby), soft!dom daisuke, he whimpers 👅, hes kinda a pervert but whose surprised, reader is kinda implied to have rather big boobies but everyone can read anyway since its not too described, reader is the same age as him (19/20), mention of the creature starting at reader boobies (jigglemyballs), etablished relationship w reader before going to space, reader is kinda a gyaru/bimbo coded, but you dont have to imagine her like that, ooc daisuke?, panties stealing.

-Alr lets get started.

-Frist for the basics, daisuke is canonically a GOONER. I think that he watched a lot of porns (Hentais mostly ngl) and brought some porn magazines on the ship so he can beat his meat when he needs it.

-So like..when he see you naked for the frist time, he almost came in his pants. Like wdym this beautiful, gorgeous being was his?? Wdym you have those cutes nips piercings, that made your tits even more sensitive?? Hes in heaven.

-i think that when you two frist did it, he wanst a virgin, but dindt hit it a lot either. He fucked like twice before you, but it was drunk or high sex at college parties. You were his frist real relationships, not just some fling.

-Hes a tit guy. whatever the shape or size. Hes in love. tits,titties,boobs,boobies,breasts,chesticles, wtv you call them. Just bury his face in tits and hes happy.

-To come back to the piercings, believe me when i say that he LOVES them. Hes obssesed Litteraly. He love how they poke trought your shirt when you dont wear bras, or how you whimpers when he touch them. Its just so cute.

-He loves going to piercings shops and choose new ones with you, and often pay them for you even when you tell him not to (hes a rich ass kid if im not wrong)

-Let him suck on them. He'll beg on his knees if he has to.

-He just love having them in his mouth, flicking your nipples with the cold metal of his tongue piercing, drool slipping on your skin, muffled praises consiting of "so pretty.." "Uh huh..my pretty girl..i love you" and "youre so fucking cute.."

-Once caught jimmy staring at your tits for too long when you were in a tank, and like the gentleman he is, he gave you his hawaiian shirt to cover you up (was kinda mad a jimmy)

-please, PLEASE, give him a boobjob. He'll Litteraly be in heaven, eyes rolling back and all. Suck his tip while you just rub his cock against your titties, do wtv, he'll just be putty in your hands, his fingers gently gripping your hair, whimpers,shaky "Good girl" and breathy curses escaping his mouth.

-He'll Litteraly burst everywhere, on your face, in your mouth, on your tits, in your hair...When you complain about getting cum in your hair, he'll just rub his neck awkwardly, a sheepish smile on his face and a little "sorry" escaping him.

-But can you really stay mad at him? He just loves them and your piercings so much! Youre so so hot when youre just jerking him off with your tits out like that, he cant resist :(

-probably will sneak into your quarters and steal your panties. (nasty bitch)

-Love you so so so much, he Litteraly worship the ground you walk on.

-Hes just love tits. Yours in particular.

thanks for reading mwah mwah mwah >_< 💋

[marrycv]

dealer!ellie x reader

warmings: smut, car sex, drug talks (weed), dom!ellie, sub!reader, kinda public sex?, swearing, no use of y/n just nicknames. i think thats pretty much all, tell me if i missed something

summary: Ellie has sold you weed a few days ago, you still haven’t give her money and ellie was growing impatient. She needed that money and you needed a new bag of weed. shes not gonna make this easy.

you were searching everywhere for some money, somewhere.. you had to have some left?! Today was the day Ellie said you’d have to pay her back or else- you don’t wanna think about it.

Ellie was the dealer of your college, well not the only one, but the only one who wasn’t super expensive and she looked good, so she was your favourite one. She always had that brown leather jacket and those dirty boots on her. Like she had some kind of attachment to it, she always wore it. What was even more attractive was that she had some dirty smudge eyeliner. not too much but not like it was not enough.

Plus, ellie played guitar and she was one of the rare lesbians in your school. Everything in your type… huh?

you were still looking around your dorm like you just lost something that cost 20K. As if.

Panicking, you received a text message from Ellie.

Ellie 🚬 : im in the parking, come in my car.

you : omw

You took vest and put it own and got out of your dorm. When you arrived in the parking you realized you still didn’t have any money… you were in serious trouble.

you saw Ellie’s old truck and got in. you greeted her with a small ‘hi’ and you look ashamed. Ellie knew that look.

“you dont have the money? is that why you’re so quiet?” Ellie asked.

she saw right through your mind.

she always did

“i know.. im sorry you said it was my last chance.. i just really dont have anything right now and- i dont have weed anymore. no money, no weed… im so sorry” you said as you were feeling so dumb to not pay her back

“fuck.. i really need that money, i gave you two weeks, which i usually dont do” Ellie said, like she was fucking disappointed in you.

“i’d do anything to pay you back, i swear!”

Suddenly, ellie checked you up and down. she had to think for a minute. everything was everything.

and she needed something.

“anything huh?” Ellie repeated

“please i just dont want you to sell me to some freak…” you were saying some kind of nonsense, like a 19 years old would do that

“C’mon, you know i’d never do that to you” she replied

your eyes widened. she was sending goosebumps to your spine.

you sighed, relieved.

“what can i do to pay you, ellie?”

she nodded her head toward the back of her truck “sit back there” she said looking at you with her emerald eyes, piercing through your soul. she had that kind of power over you, and she knew it.

you did as she asked, no question asked either. just did as she told you to, like the good girl you were for her. Ellie smirked at how easy it was to make you do something, she smirked to see how much of power she had over you now that you would do absolutely anything to pay her back. but you also had the choice to just go back home and… her just, taking everything that would come as money for her. taking your tv or something, you owned her a lot of money.

ellie joined you in the back seat, manspreading, her knee touching yours.

you suddenly realized what was happening. like the dumb fool you were. now, your skirt felt too small, your crop top felt too revealing, your palms were sweaty and there was no turning back.

“so how much do you wanna get rid of that depth you have for me, doll?” That nickname made your heart skip a beat.

everything was happening so fast, at first you were saying how sorry you were and now..? ellie wanted to fuck you dumb, as a mother fucking punishment and for her own guilty pleasure.

“you’re gonna need some kind of consequences to your actions, you know that, right?” ellie asked you as she put a strand of hair behind your ear.

“mhm.. yeah” you tried to master. ellie was just making you insane.

she lighted up a joint and started to inhale some of it. her long and veiny fingers were around that joint, making your underwear slightly uncomfortably wet. you looked away when you catched yourself staring. staring like a fucking dog in heat. whatever, it wasn’t something new for someone like you when you were with someone like her.

Ellie handed you the joint, which you welcomely accepted. bringing it to your lips, making eye contact with her as you inhaled the smoke in your lungs. something you could never be tired to feel.

that tension. that tension that could be broke with one word.

you two just, smoked that joint in a painful quiet awful silence. you could hear the noises of your neighbours doing some kind of frat parties or some drunken men in the streets. your heart beating like crazy, you were sure she could hear it too. you were sure she could smell the nervousness out of you.

the way this all seemed normal for her to smoke with one of her untrusted clients. you would never give her the money at the time asked, ellie knew that obviously.

“sit here” ellie finally spoke as she finished her joint, and tapped her lap. you looked at her up and down, she was still manspreading. she was so mesmerizing, hypnotic, you just did as she asked, without asking for any questions. just like when she asked you to come sit in the back of her car.

you would actually do anything she asked

you sat on her lap. putting your hands on her shoulders to steady yourself. you felt something hard from her pants. which made you gasp.

ellie, would just fucking smirk

“i knew you wouldn’t have that money, princess. i just guessed that i had to find something else to make you useful to”

you felt your checks burning and your heart racing faster than it already was.

“you brought your-” before you could continue ellie cut you off

“my cock? yeah.. guessed you needed it to learn from your fucking dumb behaviour”

“i-“

“you dont have to say anything, doll..” she said as she shushed you. her slang finger cupped your lips, which she started to force it to get into your mouth. you opened wide for her, sucking on her fingers. moaning at the taste her fingers felt on your tongue, you could taste sweat and weed. you found yourself so fucking addicted to it.

she then, kissed you. into a sloppy french kiss, her tongue already in your mouth, dancing with yours. you could feel you wanting more, you could feel ellie wanting more- the way she was grabbing your neck with one hand and your hip with her other, to make you closer to her, as it was even possible. you moaned against her lips, which made ellie fucking crazy.

“so needy huh?” she asked more to herself than at you

her kisses went down to your neck and you found yourself titling your head to the side to give her more access and you also started rubbing yourself against her thigh. needing to add something on your clit that was aching in attention. you were in heaven yet, you wanted to go higher.

she felt you rubbing against her which she took both of her hands on your hips and helped guiding you. you were a whimpering mess and she was kissing the fuck out of your neck- probably making purple marks on it which you absolutely loved to feel. you loved to feel how she made them so you just didnt care if you would wake up tomorrow all purple.

“ellie..” you said, in a whine, needing more

“what? i need your words angel, speak up.”

“i-i need more, please” you were so desperate, you didn’t know how much more you could ask her but you wanted all of what she reserved for you.

“see? you’re such a good girl when you can baby” she said as her hands went on your thighs, making its way under it and under your underwear. But she obviously needed to take her time with you, she loved to tease you. your hips your rocking over her fingers that still haven’t even touched your clit. that made ellie go so fucking confident. the weed started its effects and you felt yourself so much more in need of her touch. you were 10 times more sensitive, ellie the same as you. she was literally holding herself to not stretch you open with her 7inches dick she got just for you.

her fingers did its way under your underwear. running your juices everywhere on your pussy- making you jolt in pain. you just couldn’t take it. you just couldnt endure all that torture.

“ellie, fuck… please”

“dont be so impatient, you fucking deserve it- you little fucking slut, thinking you’ll get that as a reward, yeah? nah, your fucking wrong. so so wrong. your gonna have to wait, princess”

her nasty comments were just making you wetter and wetter. you just could moan at her words as her fingers were everywhere but your clit.

she finally decided to add some pressure on it. making your back arch at the sudden pression you desperately needed.

after a moment, she turned you, making your back face her. she took off her pants and took off your skirt and underwear. you were a bit curious but at the same time you knew what you were about to get.

but you were still surprised when the tip of her strap entered into your hole. making you gasp.

“take fucking it” ellie said whispering in your ear as she started to trust into you without any mercy. she wasn’t soft, didn’t let you adjust for her. it hurted so good.

“ellie! fuck” you moaned out, the pain was turning into pleasure as you started to trust your hips with her trusts.

as she was fucking you dumb with her dick, she brought her hand against your clit and did circle motions against it, which made you cry in pleasure. you needed to be quieter or the whole city would wake up.

Ellie placed her free hand on your neck and threatened you to be quiet while we mouvements were going surprisingly faster as you thought that wasn’t even possible.

she had no mercy and your cries made her only rougher against you. the strap was hitting just perfectly on her clit which made some grunts escape from her beautiful lips.

“els! im gonna- im gonna cum!” you said as you felt your high approaching.

“dont you fucking dare!” ellie said as she was trying to reach her orgasm with trusting in you harder and faster.

her mouvements started to stutter and she was slowing down, she was reaching it

“fuck cum with me yeah?” ellie said as you both then came together.

“fuuuuuckkkk!” you moaned as she was still in you, riding out your orgasm. never had one that powerful, it felt like fireworks. she made you feel something none else could ever make you feel.

“you did so good for me doll.”

you smiled as you both cleaned each others up

this is my first fanfic here, i hope yall enjoyed it 😭

[solarwoniii]

PLAYING ROBLOX WITH THEM ! zb1

fluff, crack, :D

★ my perm taglist ; @hunbun07 @metalchick529 @chewryy @haesunflower @iraa567 !

⋆ -- jiwoong ; natural disaster survival

hes a big big big boomer so hes just confused the whole time

so ofc because youre such a kind s/o you choose a game where random things happen every two seconds and dont tell him at all how it works

POOR BABIE HES SO CONFUSED THE WHOLE TIME

tries following you around so he can survive the disasters but every time you purposely lead him to inevitable death

gets all mad and sulky bc ure 'being mean😠😠😠' so u eventually feel bad and help him get a win and hes so excited

every time u guys play roblox together after that he asks to play 'that one game with the tornados and the hurricanes'

AWWWJDIJNJXXNJJXSSI HES SO CUTE

⋆ -- zhanghao ; adopt me

scams little kids and refuses to share the pets he gets from it

runs away from u and locks you out of his house 😠😠

finally agrees to give you one of the pets if you give him something else in return

ENDS UP SCAMMING YOU AS WELL

you start a petition on the server and everyone starts reporting him

he gets his account banned for two weeks but he still claims it was worth it

⋆ -- hanbin ; work at a pizza place

awwww what a cute little wholesome couple activity aww

no. absolutely not.

the ENTIRE TIME you both are competing over who is better at each job.

'oh u delivered to that house? well guess what, i delivered to THREE in the time u did one'

'oh u boxed a few pizzas? well guess what, i boxed SIX in the time u did that.'

'oh u served a customer at the drive thru? well guess what, i served THAT ENTIRE LINE in the time u did that.'

he always somehow wins the little competitions and will not refrain from bragging in your face.

⋆ -- matthew ; fashion famous

touched on this here (nsfw post ! minors dont click)

its just the both of you bullying each other and competing like its the hunger games

'YOU COPIED ME!!' 'WHAT ARE YOU ON ABOUT I HAD THIS FIRST!!'

u guys get so mad when the other person wins

'I DESERVED THAT MORE THAN YOU DID!!!' 'WELL WHO WON LOSER?? WHO WON??/? THATS RIGHT I WON'

i swear it would be so fun playing together

probably your favourite way to spend time w each other

⋆ -- taerae ; royale high

hes classy what can i say yall

dresses up as an expensive prince and forces you to be his princess

he is somehow so crazy advanced at this game its scary

ofc he does share his riches with you 😍😍 gives you free stuff all the time

the two of you troll people tgt

but hes too nice so he ends up apologising for all the chaos that his s/o caused after a while (yes he blames it all on u)

⋆ -- ricky ; bloxburg

when he asked you to play bloxburg with him, you were excited to show off all your cool houses and how rich you were

. . . and then you saw his houses and his riches

IS SO ANNOYING will not stop flexing to you

takes u on a cute little date to pizza planet . . . and then leaves before paying 🙄

but ofc he was stupid and gave u builder perms on his house

so as payback you hung up photo frames everywhere with this photo

when he finds your damage he screams. literally screams the loudest scream you have ever heard him scream.

changes the double bed he placed in the bedroom for the both of you into two single beds placed on completely opposite sides of the room 😔😔😔 refuses to sleep beside you until u write him a formal apology

⋆ -- gyuvin ; zombie attack

U DO THAT THING WHERE WHEN YOU DIE YOU TURN INTO A ZOMBIE AND GO OVER AND ATTACK HIM TO FUCK W HIM

AND HE'S SO CONFUSED LMFAOAOOA

'WHY IS THIS ONE JUMPING !?!?!??!?!'

'ITS KILLING ME AAA'

'Y/N WHERE ARE U WHY ARENT U HELPING MEEEEEE'

when he finally looks on ur screen and realises YOU'RE the jumpy one hes so mad

the next round he purposely collects each and every zombie and then he goes and makes them all follow you LMFAOOO and then he gets himself killed so he can give you a little taste of your own medicine.

⋆ -- gunwook ; copyrighted artists

HELP MEE HIS DRAWINGS WLD BE SO FUNNY

also the type to cover your eyes if u guys come across one of those pp drawings..

and yet he always somehow tricks you into voting for his drawings

'oooohh that one is so nice i think it's the original' 'omg the others look so dumb i'm gonna pick to one in the middle' 'the other ones didn't even try this ones clearly the original'

LMFAOOO and he is so good at guessing which ones are yours

the trickster cannot be tricked

when you try and lie he catches it right away

'you always smile like that when you lie' 'i know how you draw stupid'

he knows u a lil too well 🙄🙄

⋆ -- yujin ; arsenal

BEATS UR ASS 💀💀 MULTIPLE TIMES 💀💀💀💀

has u begging for mercy (holds that shit over your head for the rest of your life)

'y/n ure so bad at this' 'SHUT UP I DONT WANNA TALK ABOUT IT'

he literally does not even try and you're dead.

his team is thriving because of him whilst your team is dying because of you . . . polar opposites

sometimes when you're sad or you're not feeing well he'll let you win on purpose tho :(( and he'll pretend to be all bummed for u when u rub it into his face AAAA

[dracowars]

Hi!! I love love loveee your writing so much ❤️ if your requests are open, may i request a fluff soft draco comforting the y/n cause she has such abusive parents that abuses her physically and mentally cause they think that its her fault that she has all these trauma but actually that trauma itself was caused by her family 😞, and draco already knows about it but one day she just started crying because something happened and draco was just comforting and giving soothing and sweet words!! I'm sorry if my request are too much and might be triggering to you, you can write it if you want and its okay if you dont want to either :) i just need draco to comfort me thru these fics :"D I'm sorry

against the world | draco malfoy

pairing: draco x reader

word count: 0,6k

summary: where y/n is suffering from trauma due to her parents

a/n: hopefully i could do this justice <3

warnings: angst, cursing, mentions of trauma, physical absue, mental abuse, toxic parental relationship

universe: harry potter

"And then he went on blaming me for not paying enough attention. Like, come on, it wasn't my fault the other team was clearly better", Draco scoffs as he is rummaging around his bag, fishing out some of his books for different classes before neatly placing them on his bookshelf, making sure they don't fall over. "My dad can be so annoying sometimes. Always fucking criticising me for nothing."

While Draco absentmindedly started talking about this topic, you are sure he did not realize what it inflicts in you. And you really want to listen, you really want to help him and give him advice, but there are no words coming from your mouth as you are pulling your knees closer to your chest, your back leaning against the wall while sitting on Draco's bed.

"I perform poorly in a test, I'm dishonoring the family and I'm a shame to the Malfoys. Oh, but when I actually get good grades, well, I wasn't good enough, I could have done better", he rambles on, still looking around his room, looking everywhere but you who is slowly sinking together, your forehead on top of your knees.

Terrible images appear in front of you, of your parents screaming at you once again, blaming you once again for being weak, for being traumatized by the things they did to you. They would never let you voice your opinion, they were never accepting any of your words, any of your feelings. All that mattered is that you behave according to their strict rules.

But you didn't.

A wave of emotions rolls over you all of a sudden when you think back to what they did to you, your own parents, physically and mentally, and you can't help yourself but to let out a loud, deep sob that finally catches Draco's attention. Without hesiation, he is at your side in a second, laying one hand on your knee while making sure to give you the space you need.

"Fuck, Y/N, I'm so sorry. I wasn't thinking about what I was saying. I didn't mean to- I'm so stupid, I'm sorry. Please forgive me", Draco whispers in a fast manner, truly feeling bad for being the cause of your sudden emotional outburst. But it is not his fault, it definitely is not. You should have overcome your fears and trauma a long time ago, but these wounds are so deep that there will always be a scar.

Your own parents scarred you for a lifetime.

Wiping away your tears with the back of your hands, trembling, you allow Draco to put his arms around you and to just hold you, in his safe embrace where no one can ever hurt you. With one of his hands on your upper arm, he presses you into him, making you feel warm, while the other is slowly and carefully caressing your cheek.

Enjoying the feeling of his touch, you sink further into his side, your panic and anxiety slowly decreasing as Draco is holding you close, not ever letting go while constantly mumbling a mixture of apologies and reassurence.

"They can't hurt you here", he says, so quietly that you can barely hear it, but you just know what he means. You cuddle further into him, putting your arm across his stomach, your cheek on his shoulder, and listen to his slowly but steady breath which is calming you down. Draco puts his chin on top of your head, inhaling your scent while now caressing your arm. Where everything felt dark and restricting just moments ago, it now feels calm, quiet and safe.

"It's us against the world", Draco whispers, softly kissing the top of your head, making sure that you feel safe with him.

[lorax177]

Reasons my new year's resolution is to finally move out of this dump:

-roommate and I aren't compatible and he's also kind of an asshole:

-treats his cats roughly, smokes around them, and forces them to go everywhere with him against their will (locks them in his room at night which doesn't have a litter box or water bowl that I can tell, locks them in the bathroom while he's taking a shower which I KNOW doesn't have a litter box or water bowl)

-says racist shit about our neighbors and about some ppl he's worked with

-says the r slur

-barges into my room without permission

-insists on us having separate everything (tp, soap, dish soap, bath mats, kitchen sponges, literally everything that isn't nailed down) and then uses my stuff when I'm not looking, without asking

-takes 3+ showers a day without heed to my need to use the bathroom beforehand (also somehow still stinks of b.o.)

-yells angrily at ppl on his game all day, even though I asked him to stop

-literally punches random surfaces especially the kitchen faucet, which has major dents in it from how much he hits it

-uses the one time I give him permission as blanket go ahead to do annoying shit like eat all my snacks without asking

-doesn't let me enter the living room. It's "his space", so he says. Never mind that he has the master bedroom all to himself, and the patio that he smokes in.

-doesn't let literally ANYONE cross the threshold of the door for fear of his cats getting out, even though a) I grew up with indoor cats and know how to keep cats from getting out and b) he already has this makeshift airlock thing made of cardboard that's pretty effective at keeping the cats from getting out. The effect of this is that I can never have friends over (not that they'd want to come over anyway, but it's hypocritical to tell me that I can't have ppl over when he brings ppl over sometimes)

-has no intention of working on his obviously compulsive habits or keeping them from negatively impacting everyone around him (yells at me when I leave the door unlocked while I take out the recycling that is within line of sight from the door, the aforementioned cat thing, not letting anyone touch his couch, etc). I have ocd, and I worked through it so that now it doesn't impact ppl around me and barely affects me. I know it's hard but sometimes you have to do hard things.

-keeps trying to push my boundaries re: smoking in the house. My one rule when I moved in was that if he wanted to smoke, he had to do it outside, because I'm asthmatic and even if the smell isn't there it'll still fuck up my lungs. He keeps going "well what if i just blow into a filter" "what if i blow towards the kitchen exhaust fan" no, thats still inside! I dont want to fuck my lungs up! There have also been several times when I've come home and the apartment smelled like he had been smoking, which he denied.

-Blames his autism for everything even though I'm also autistic and can see that it's not an autism thing and I'm also not using my disability as carte blanc to be an asshole

-refuses to show me the utility bills. This is tied to the fact that when I moved in, I agreed to a lower portion of the combined cost of rent+utilities than him, due to the fact that he won't let me enter the living room. He's now demanding another $50/month and won't let me see the bill which is pretty sus.

-insists on me paying my portion of rent first every month

-when I moved in, he made me sign a word doc that said essentially that I would be out by [blank date]. Meaning that essentially he thinks he can kick me out any time. It most likely doesn't hold any water legally but I don't like the implication that he thinks he can kick me out whenever.

-gets on my case for cracking my bedroom window for 30 minutes a week to let in fresh air. And for leaving my door open for like 10 seconds while I get something from the other room.

-thinks that it's "his apartment" even though he's not subletting or renting to me, we are co-tenants. We are listed as roommates on the lease.

-thinks it's relevant to me what the upstairs unit's rent is when I tell him what we agreed to when I moved in re: my portion of rent

-thinks he's the only one paying off student loans

-very insensitive when my grandpa died and I got fired

-pitches a huge hissy fit when I get a TINY BIT of corn starch on the counter that he can very easily brush off or ignore or ask me politely to clean up, but then leaves messes all over the kitchen to the point that only a square foot of counterspace is useable

-tells me not to hum or sing around him even though. HE'S DEAF. he can turn his cochlear implant off if he doesn't want to listen. I shouldn't have to be silent in my own home especially when there's a very obvious solution.

-told me I had to essentially be fully dressed if I'm out of my room. In my own home.

-i have done everything he's asked of me to the best of my ability, but my requests of him are denied. It's so frustrating.

-SO much black mold throughout the whole bathroom. It's growing on the walls, the tub, the ceiling, the sink, the towels, the bath mats, the washcloths, the various scrubbing utensils, everything.

-apartment is only 800 Sq ft total and I'm only allowed in like 1/4-1/3 of it tops. I get 1 small cabinet for food, one for pots and pans, half a freezer, and about 1/3 of a fridge. The rest of the kitchen storage is my roommate's random crap he never uses. My room is tiny and it's the only place I can store anything so it's cramped as hell.

[music-orthemisery]

All very valid points considering p*tekey issue. I also wanted to add, that it feels like a lot of the time people from 3-d category want to make it their livelihood to spread the message everywhere and try to prove to everyone who would and wouldn’t listen, that every single song Pete wrote after THAT summer was about this man 🤦🏻‍♀️🤦🏻‍♀️🤦🏻‍♀️🤦🏻‍♀️ no other themes, no nothing. It’s just insulting.

That’s partially why I dreaded this event a little bit, because I was truly afraid of all the p*tekeys coming out of woodwork. So after day one, and my very well curated subscription list, I’m just enjoying all the Patrick content very happily ☺️

ANON YOU ARE SO FUCKING RIGHT LET'S HOLD HANDS <3

they take the line, "i'm sorry every song's about you," and go "LOOK! LOOK!" and it's like...we are just gonna casually ignore pete's writing style and frequent use of hyperbole? and that's not even touching the fact that they're trying to say "4th of july" is about mikey. like, i'd agree more with a reading of that song being about fucking ashlee simpson than i would about mikey way. please. (it's obvs i don't think it's about ashlee but that's just how passionately i DONT think it's about mikey)

also, i obviously have intense p2 brain rot but even saying that literally all of pete's art is patrick related would be 100% wrong and equally insulting. to say he only focuses on and writes about a singular person reduces him and his life down to his romantic partners and is super unfair to him.

i also was a bit nervous about this event tbh. i REALLY wanted fob to have their moment and not have it surrounded by fuckery. the fact that they kept their set completely theirs (minus bringing out wiz which...I HAVE MANY THOUGHTS ON!!!...and still kept the focus on them imo) was so relieving and joyful. i see their presence there as a simultaneous celebration of their incredible career, paying their dues and flowers to their friends and supporters in the scene over the years, and also throwing up a HUGE middle finger.

ok going off the rails a bit let's reel it in - i'm right there with you re: enjoying the patrick content, anon! thank you thank you for the ask i always get so excited about these <3

[lovelyspring7]

I have another idea and off we go hahahhahhah I didn't develop that much but it's just a loose idea and it's not innovative either hahaha it doesn't have to be jk i just use him as an example because he is my bias I think a lot about a yan jk who bullies everyone including yn but in this yn's case she doesn't stay quiet, the first time yn answers jk she embarrasses him because he didn't expect it eheheheheheh she says something like '' that he is alone people don't like him but the money he spends, he brags so much about being a fuck boy but in reality girls use him to have money and luxury, if he didn't have that money he wouldn't have half of the girls'' yn jokes saying '' the girls are right how easy it is to take money from a sucker HAHAHAHA) (despite jk being the star of the school for participating in some sports activity and getting great grades) yn happens to be someone extremely interesting for jk

oh wait is this love?? NAAAAH! JK? IN LOVE? NEVER!

jk starts paying more attention to yn (what should he do? she is the only one who is not afraid) he sleeps with the secretary and has access to yn's folders he finds out everything, where she lives, her family, school history including class schedules... oh so she lives alone hmmmm yn becomes jk's exclusive target jk has fun getting yn's attention and starts calling her a loser yn hates the nickname and says she prefers to be called a goddess since jk doesn't stop being his servant following her everywhere… or puppy ahhh puppy is much better always needy wanting attention just like you jk hihi yn doesn't have time for these games anymore, she needs to get together with a classmate her classmate Tae is kind to her and always makes her laugh they are very close now jk doesn't like it because yn doesn't pay more attention to him tae and yn look so cute together don't you think jk? he always makes her laugh i think they are dating ewwwww they are always together, the coffee shop, ice cream shop, restaurants but they r just friends chillllll jk but it's for the greater good, this presentation is important oh the whole university thinks they are a couple btw jk doesn't understand, one day yn had her attention on him and the next she just ignores him and now she's smiling at another guy jk doesn't care about the excuses, and demands attention from yn why does tae have his hand on yn's shoulder? why is he hugging her???? why does he need to be touching her all the time???? take her home does he know where she lives????????? jk is already tired of this!!! it's time to remember who yn belongs to! jk starts ignoring yn, let him cook! graduation day arrives! everyone is happy, especially jk! why is he so happy? oh today is the day he will remind yn that she shouldn't have cheated on him first tae needs to disappear, then yn needs to suffer like jk suffered when she left him for another man and what happened to jk? ANYTHING! the power of being born into a political family with money and power they found out that tae died of an overdose, how sad yn is in an unfamiliar room it's big and so clean, the view of nature outside, but the windows don't have doors why? yn baby u dont need to go outside her head hurts, someone hit her….. before passing out jk was the last face she saw And there he is, sitting there with a weird smile on his face. oh finally he is excited… very excited yn please don't be afraid, I missed you so much, you know what I felt when you cheated on me with that guy??? but it's alright now, i'll take such good care of you, you're so soft, ohhh you smell… it's so good.. better than any drug i've ever used i love you so much, i have your name engraved on my skin close to my heart I love you I love you I love you I want to taste you, don't worry I'll make sure you scream my name all night

yn whats u gonna do? u have to stop him! try to talk or maybe say why u push him away, tell him that u never loved Tae, dont let him do bad things to you ohh its that a female voice? son? that lady is his mom?? maybe she could help you, shes happy why? wedding? you and jk??? WHAT? Yn u r in trouble

OK I THINK IT'S ENOUGH HAHAHA I thought in more detail, more fights between them in the beginning before tae shows up, him bragging to yn or buying her expensive gifts, hugging her, sedding pics of his body lol almost a friendship before tae shows up and that's why he gets hurt because yn never asked for money or expensive gifts she just saw him behind that mask so that's it ahhh sorry for the mistakes english is my 3rd language take care love uuuuuuuuuuuuuu

-J🌹

This is soooo goood!! You have such great ideas! Def inspired😍

[straight-into-the-animus]

I have to ask: what has been the biggest culture shock in Europe?

ok noah fence but i have been keeping a document of things i have encountered in italy (and also when i was traveling to paris, london and ireland) that make no sense to me or really shocked me so if i may. here is everything that i have seen that as an american makes me go wtf (good or bad, most of these are neutral!)

-Caps do not come off of drinks (in italy at least. Everytime i buy a coke or iced tea the cap still hangs on somehow)

-Euro changes in size (honestly kind of helpful for keeping track of bills and folding them, to have 20s bigger than 10s bigger than 5s etc etc. Not a fan of how many coins there are to keep track of tho, like 2 euro coins are annoying. And no quarters suck)

-why tf does britain insist on having different money.

-Doors stay open for shops (like you can just walk in without opening the door)

-Ask for bill at restaraunts (waiters will literally just leave you alone and don't come around every ten minutes. you really have to get their attention to say you want the check)

-Late dinners (i was struggling the first week with eating at 830-9p instead of like 6)

-Fee for sitting vs take out (italy with food thing)

-Lots of one way streets/four way intersection rules (i close my eyes and run)

-Paying for public toilets (this one i cannot get behind. And theyre always so gross and covered in crap and its just a waste of paper to make me have a ticket that i dont need. And also classist)

-no recycling bins in the public, and really hard to find trash bins

-Pharmacies 24 hours but work through windows after a certain point (kind of genius tbh)

-Sex toys and condoms/lube available in vending machines on the sidewalk (like ok italy!! Girlboss. I thought about buying smth from one of them just to say i did but hm. Terrified of judgement)

-Stores close early (7-7:30p) even on weekends (also the idea of a store closing at like 1p and not opening again until later. Like you really only see that in mom and pop shops in america)

-Restaurants don't open until 7 for dinner (but it means you always have a way without a reservation!)

-4 different types of restaraunts (italy thing. And theres classes to the restaraunts as well)

-Break emergency windows instead of opening them (in america, our buses have handles on the emergency windows that you pull down and it'll flop open. Other places in Europe they give you a hammer and yoy have to just break the window and get glass shards everywhere which idk how i feel abt)

-COUGHING AND SNEEZING IN THEIR HAND INSTEAD OF ELBOW (this is everywhere i am constantly disgusted and gagging sorry i'll watch someone just hack for a minute into their hand and not even a fist like their straight up palm and then touch stuff and act like nothing happened and its like why. WHY.)

[coconutnutmilk]

The legend of Raitoburu

To read the story pf Raitoburu, you need to read this and then "Raitoburu", this is an introduction of the legend.

Not many living beings have attained creation itself, and not many saw it as first borns.

It burned yet it didnt

it was bright yet dark

it was confusion and clear at the same time.

It was life and death, fighting.

And just as their swords touched, it was me, it as me and my brothers, and the planets and the stars and galaxy.

It was creation.

There was no sound, but the rush of wild energy, the matter creating from such power and compressing due to the attraction, it was a a domino effect, smaller explosions as matter collided on others, creating and creating more energy.

Expanding the range of action until every geode found its place.

And then i felt.

At least i think, i didnt have a body, i was just a sentient light sphere, floating following the explosions, i dont think time passed during the process of creation, or maybe it did and it has.been billions of years.

But suddenly i started falling, attracted to the matter that getting closer made me understand just how small i was, becoming large, enormous, until i couldnt see the curve.

Falling into the lava, boiling, it was all lava, but it wasnt bad, cozy id say.

I kept still, not really knowing how to move, i could sense both Life's and Death's magic rushing and fighting in the thick matter, it was everywhere.

But after few moments, the energy slowed down, not running anymore, but walking.

The lava disappeared, it was all dark, warm still, but dark.

I tried to move but it was all like a dream, i had no limbs, i didnt have a head or a brain, i was a being, just there to witness the formation of history.

Suddenly i felt lifted, something lifting me like an invisible force, and it wasnt dark anymore, it was blue.

So blue, everything was of a deep blue, even the sky was blue, it was blue and cold, a new kind of energy made it self clear to the new view.

A brother of mine, perhaps paying a visit.

It was right there, close to me, and just like me they didnt have a body, or a voice, or a way to talk, they were there, with me.

Their presence kept coming and going away for few seconds, until i clearly saw something...moving.

It was small, so small, floating in the deep blue majestically, dancing with the same freedom i felt i had.

Was it my brother? No, their energy was somewhere else too, another even smaller, following the bigger one, singing too.

An ipnotic sound came from these two majestic creatures, a song, perhaps a way to communicate between them, they didnt need words, they just needed a melody to make the other understand their feelings.

It was beautyful.

So this is what my brother was, at least i have one of my brothers names in my non existent head.

Feeling.

Or Fel for short.

He seemed beautyful, these two creatures have his blessing, and even the smaller ones.

I like whales...

Just like few moments ago, my conscience was lifted, and just as if pushed by a rush of air, i found myself in...green?

Green, and brown, and yellow and purple...and...

And so many colors.

I looked around, finding myself small this time as wonderful towers of life showered me with thin, light green...leaves.

The wind made them tinkle, and the light played games on them, something i would never see again.

A rush of energy arrived with the sound of leaves moving, a sister...

And again, another creature, enormous, with beautyful giant...antlers, deep dark eyes that reflected the light, and it too had a smaller version of it self.

Smaller, weaker and full of life, holding ot its mouth a sweet and round peach, lowering its head to munch it easily as the older one sniffled the air, and turned over, looking at me

I could feel the energy, coming from its composure, it was so full.

Tho, i wasnt exactly in one place, and the...deer seemed to have noticed, feeling a presence yet not understanding where it was, it looked around, its previous calmness and joy disappeared, making the young one nervous, they both looked around before clopping away.

Guess Prosperity wanted to say hi.

And just as before, i was taken away from the force, this time traveling thousands of miles, the paesage becoming darker in tones, colder, less...lively.

And the energy, a black, dark one stung my...nose? Did i have a nose? Well, no, but i could sense the stunginess.

The view was unpleasent, an infinite space, flat with no trees of living being, with only a giant vulcan, a vulcan that straripated with energy, a thick coat that mafe it impossible to live in the surroundings.

I tried to get closer to the vulcan, the lava was redish, more that what lava was supposed to be, in fact, it wasnt lava nor magma, it was...blood?

It was my sister's blood.

Now lets stop the drama and talk for a moment.

How come all my brothers and sisters get to have complete control over their powers but im still just a floating conscience??

My sister even has a physical body! I dont have that! Im a sphere of light that gets pushed around by some superior force (here, Realish snickers)

Ok, lets get back to the story.

The blood boiled as something stood in the middle, small, dipped in the red blood.

A tiny, weak sprout.

How was it possible? A small, imponent life, in the middle of the violent energy.

Raw energy in large amounts is able to kill armies of titan...titans.

And that was it, i felt, in the lava and then in the ground under it, keeping the fall at a speed that shouldnt be possible, finding myself in water for few seconds, perhaps an underground tank, except it was holy water and it was under a vulcan.

I was in the ground again, going faster and faster, falking until without changing direction the feeling of fall changed to lift, i was now getting lifted, still surpassing the laws of physic, and i was in the blue again.

The feeling stopped, i was there, completely emmobile, unter the water which's pressure would have crushed towns, what exactly is a town? Whatever.

And just as i looked around, i noticed i could look around, and suddenly, i could move, and shape, and see clearly

I started feeling the water on my skin, which still had to form.

I wasnt a sphere anymore, the tour was finished, i was now awakeninv much later than my bros.

But the shaping stopped until i had the form of an unfinished puppet.

I had nothing, no eyes, no ears, no mouth nor hair.

Then i remembered, the blue alla around me was beautyful, but i didnt want to get confused in it, and my skin became whatbi wanted it to, a light blue, like the clear sky.

The bright peach, that nourished the animals, their lively colors, and just like that, my hair were fluffly, short a Pink Peach.

Those antlers looked cool too, yea ill add them too.

But all those creatures, they became like that after time, time that i rushed as by floating around hundreds, no, thousands of years passed.

And im looking like this because i want to, its wrong.

Yet what could i do? Remain a sphere forever? Of course i had to shape myself.

And just like that, i was there, with a body this time, light blue skin, that covered my 30 meters tall body...

Right...

I looked up and reached for the surface of the water, and just as my hand got out, i used the suface as a floor, supporting myself as i got out and walked of the ocean (yes, like jesus, exactly)

It felt weird, but just being able to walk, for a secomd i thought my brother was there because a rush of excitement coursed through my veins, woah...i even had veins.

I had a toned body, just in the norm, my hair were definetly the rebel style, and huge antlers that looked drawed due to the ornaments on them, and i had eyes, giant, deep eyes that stared back as i looked at myself in the water, i had a huge smile and a small, compared to my face, squared nose, all shades of blue making swirls on me, until i realized something.

I was naked.

Oh me, i felt my face becoming hot, as hot as blood, i wanted to cover myself but i didnt have anything...no.

I could just, shape myself some clothes right?

I looked around, noticing just how much mass i had, i was a titan, every movement felt heavy, not to me, but to the air, like i knew exactly how much i weight.

No one was around, except for the countless miles of water, and some extremely small fishes.

I closed my eyes and just concentrated, hoping to activate some change settings option, until i felt something.

A white and gold garnment around my waist, only one sleeve, leaving half my chest exposed, nothing much.

The garnment felt down my legs with two lateral cuts and several heavy golden chains at the sides, holding the pieces together.

Ok, that felt more comfortable.

I sat on the water, making waves but ignoring them, i was covered, i just needed to understand exactywhat happened.

Time seemed to have stopped rushing it self, everything was going a normal speed.

Everything i saw happened for real, all thatwas there, or at least it was there few years ago.

But i didnt feel knew, everything around me wasnt new to me, ive already saw all that, i felt kinda recycled.

Of course it was only a matter of time before a new memory made me understand.

I was a human, in a very far reality, and i was the definition of general.

Not too high, not too short.

Not too kind, not too much of a jerk.

Had few lovers, nothing much, except for the last one.

A...uhm...a guy named...

I scratched my head trying to remember his name, it all seemed so distant, like if my past life was a dream.

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The chapter was actually much longer than this but my phone is stupid and instead of saving it posted it without the continue, so have this unfinished confused God.

Good evening, Good night, good morning and good afternoon.

[rhaenicentpilled]

here it iss

1. whats your favorite thing in your room? The bed Duh.

2. how tall do you wish you were? Something around 165/170 maybe.

3. what color is your hair? Brown but not virgin anymore :’(

4. whats a rare fear that you have? Im a sheep even in my fears so nothing out of norm fears.

5. are you single? As a dollar bill baby (heard this from a JT song).

6. has your heart ever been broken? By love? No.

7. what was your favorite thing as a kid? Reading!

8. favorite coping mechanism? Dk actually.

9. whats your favorite love language? To receive? Word of affirmation, to give physical touch maybe.

10. how often do you get nervous? A Lot!

11. if you had three wishes, would you use them? Yes obviously but I would overthink them a loooot that the genie would probably ditch me.

12. if you could be fluent in any language which one would it be? LATIN! Because I would love to be fluent is something as ancient but also more basic answers like Spanish which im alr learning, something from south Asia like Tamil, something from east Asia like Korean or Chinese, something from Africa like i want to know all languages.

13. where do you wish to live? Everywhere all at once, but maybe somewhere by the beach but still city populated you know?

14. what’s something surprising about you? Not sure really. 😅

15. when did you last shower? Today!

16. when did you first join tumblr? Way back then but I keep deleting accounts and coming back.

17. do you want any tattoos? if so, where, what, and why? Yess, i would love a sleeve, maybe a tramp stamp, definitely something on the thigh so basically a sketchbook vibe. No real idea about the actual tattoos nor their significance lol.

18. whats the most prominent dream youve had? Currently thankfully im not dreaming about anything prominent but I used to dream about malls a lot ( yes shopping malls, literally every dream..).

19. whats your dream job? Something well paying, not a desk, something I enjoy, now its just up to capitalism to makeup a job for me.

20. whats your ideal date? Cinema /dinner duo never disappoints I feel but its too first-datey so idk.

21. what do you wish you could do better? Self discipline.

22. what country would you live in if you could? Again everywhere but no country in particular i feel a draw to.

23. whos the best person you know? Cringe answer im legally obliged to say my family and friends.

24. have you ever walked into something you shouldnt have? No? Thankful.

25. whats your favorite holiday? Summer break because its the longer break, but winter/spring for the actual festivities and having fun.

26. when have you been most embarrassed? Last week when i had a presentation and i felt my voice going ooOoOoo Not fun.

27. whats your favorite halloween costume? Dont celebrate Halloween myself, but for people I love either really weird costumes or really slutty ones.

28. what are you best at? Dk 🫣

29. do you know how to tie your shoes? Yup! I do the bow/ bunny ears one.

30. do you have siblings? Yup! Im a middle child lets keep it at that.

31. if you could know one thing about the future what do you wanna know? Weird answer but hows earth as a whole doing :) I love my little rock.

32. whats a dealbreaker for you? If we dont vibe, like realllly dont. I usually have a decent enough read of people so yeah thats a dealbreaker.

33. whats your favorite current class? Something about AI and business, the lecturer is doing too much but the course is fun.

34. how many people have you dated? 0, unfortunately my hair is the only non virgin thing in me.

35. how often do you wash your hair? Once a week, twice if its being really difficult.

36. do you daydream? what about? Yes, usually about my latest celeb crush :)

37. where do you go to be alone? My bed Duh.

38. which parent do you like more? Legally obliged to say Mom. sorry dad!

39. whats the one standard you hold yourself to? To never be stick in the mud, to be constantly curious and active brain wise and i think im doing good so far.

40. whos voice do you enjoy? Music wise? a lot of singers, i dont even mind listening to annoying ones when their instrumentals are beautiful im not picky with it.

41. if you could announce one thing to the world what would it be? From the river to the sea Palestine will be free, every tyrant need to hear that :)

42. whats one thing you wanna do but havent yet? Diving!

43. what do you wish you never did? Actually idk but i dont like living a life of regrets so maybe i just wiped it from my brain

44. do you believe in life after death? Yes.

45. do you prefer book over movie? Yes absolutely because i love imagining worlds plucked from authors minds however with the declining of book qualities i reach for movies when i want something to engage me.

46. whats your favorite season? Spring.

47. whats your favorite time of day? Early morning till early afternoon, then late afternoon till 8 also late nights duhh.

48. do you have a beloved stuffed animal? I do have a precious polar bear from Jellycat, a gray kitty gifted by my precious friend and a bunch of others i dont sleep with them.

49. whens a time you wish you acted differently? My entire childhood but again whats the point of regrets now yolo!

50. what’s something you wish that you never bought? Me regreting a purchase? Please bffr. I do thankfully never regret buying stuff i love buying stuff! Or maybe when i spend the last bit of money of something thats not a necessity i regret it until i get money again

51. do you have your own room? Sorta kinda.

52. whats your favorite book? A poetry collection called “bless the daughter raised by a voice in her head”. Beautifully crafted and i reread it every year on my bday!

53. who’s someone you hate? Everyone but also not nearly enough people 😇.

54. whats your best hottake? Again im a sheep with these takes, but idk i truly think the losses of communities between people is the loss of us as humans.Cold ass take

55. whats your favorite game? On phone, candy crush a suburban mom at heart, a video game is probably Zelda. Dont mind ive been stuck on botw for literal years.

56. whens a time you felt real genuine fear? When the panic attacks hits ha!

57. are you a morning person? 6am morning? No. 10 am morning? Yes.

58. do you drink enough water? No but this reminded me so thx x.

59. how different are you from the little kid you used to be? A lot more outspoken and confident!

60. do you enjoy tumblr? Well ive been back for a less than a week so give me time to hate it again.

61. have you ever had a tumblr experience that made you wanna delete the app? No.

62. whats your least favorite game? bayonetta not because its a bad game because its so hard i gave up.

63. were you a markiplier fan? No, my knowledge of him is his face and name.

64. how do you respond to compliments? Blush and immediately fire it back to them.

65. whats something that would make you fall in love? Im hopeless romantic at heart i dont think it’ll take much.

66. do you believe in marriage? The eternal commitment of one soul to another absolutely, the more boring societal enforced parts nope

67. do you have a crush on someone? Rn? Nope.

68. do you like tumblr? Meh, hardly top 3 sm apps imo. idk how ppl just mainly use it. Is it the nostalgia be honest

69. were you a voltron stan? No i was normal 😊

70. whats your favorite ship? Look at my user! Rhaenicent my beloved doomed yuri

71. whats your favorite song? Rn? Roc Steady by Megan Thee Stallion ft. Flo Milli.

72. do you like loud crowds? Impartial leaning to no.

73. have you ever created conflict on purpose? Yup! Favourite pastime 😈

74. how do you sleep? On my back, or either sides no real preference.

75. do you bite your lips? Haha yes, was doing it just now.

76. do you use chapstick? Yup!

77. do you have any pets? Noo :(

78. what color are your eyes? Brown! Supremacy.

79. what’s something you wish you could change about yourself? Nah we are not doing that, i love myself as it is, physically or otherwise 🫶

80. have you ever had surgery? Thankfully no!

81. whats your least favorite animal? Scared of anything that isnt a trained pet so its a broad category.

82. whats something that youre really bad at? Not to toot my own horn but nothing? I can’t remember anything really and i feel if i wanted something to do i would be Ok at whatever i wished!

83. do you have an sqishmellows? I have a tiny squid thats two faced.

84. do you enjoy fast food? Guilty.

85. do you like soda? Guiltyyyy.

86. what grade are you in? University sophomore baby.

87. do you wear any jewelry? My earrings and nose ring always, and bracelets and necklaces depending on the day.

88. what socials do you use? In order of most usage, Twitter, Tiktok, IG, tumblr now made the list ( i have discord and reddit but i dont really use them).

89. whats your lowest grade in school right now? If im not careful im looking at a scathing C oops.

90. whats the latest youve stayed up till? Yesterday till 7 am oops.

91. did you ever have bangs? Yess, love the buildup to getting them, then you get them and the regrets set it, mine are finally normal length now.

92. what trends did you hate? Any of 20-22 trends really in clothing specifically but the online spaces as a whole sucked then lol.

93. whats your favorite item of clothing? Shirts!

94. do you like dinosaurs? birds weird ancestors. Absolutely!

95. whats your opinion on body hair? Its alright, its there its your body just like i dont have an opinion on peoples bodies, the hair is included.

96. whats your least favorite time? Noon but only for the heat.

97. do you make a wish at 11:11? When i catch the time yes why not a cute superstition.

98. do you have your phone on military or regular? Regular, be normal yall…

99. have you ever been to church? No! Been to another place of worship though.

100. are you lgbtq? Duh im a queer!

ask game

1. whats your favorite thing in your room?

2. how tall do you wish you were?

3. what color is your hair?

4. whats a rare fear that you have?

5. are you single?

6. has your heart ever been broken?

7. what was your favorite thing as a kid?

8. favorite coping mechanism?

9. whats your favorite love language?

10. how often do you get nervous?

11. if you had three wishes, would you use them?

12. if you could be fluent in any language which one would it be?

13. where do you wish to live?

14. what’s something surprising about you?

15. when did you last shower?

16. when did you first join tumblr?

17. do you want any tattoos? if so, where, what, and why?

18. whats the most prominent dream youve had?

19. whats your dream job?

20. whats your ideal date?

21. what do you wish you could do better?

22. what country would you live in if you could?

23. whos the best person you know?

24. have you ever walked into something you shouldnt have?

25. whats your favorite holiday?

26. when have you been most embarrassed?

27. whats your favorite halloween costume?

28. what are you best at?

29. do you know how to tie your shoes?

30. do you have siblings?

31. if you could know one thing about the future what do you wanna know?

32. whats a dealbreaker for you?

33. whats your favorite current class?

34. how many people have you dated?

35. how often do you wash your hair?

36. do you daydream? what about?

37. where do you go to be alone?

38. which parent do you like more?

39. whats the one standard you hold yourself to?

40. whos voice do you enjoy?

41. if you could announce one thing to the world what would it be?

42. whats one thing you wanna do but havent yet?

43. what do you wish you never did?

44. do you believe in life after death?

45. do you prefer book over movie?

46. whats your favorite season?

47. whats your favorite time of day

48. do you have a beloved stuffed animal?

49. whens a time you wish you acted differently?

50. what’s something you wish that you never bought?

51. do you have your own room?

52. whats your favorite book?

53. who’s someone you hate?

54. whats your best hottake?

55. whats your favorite game?

56. whens a time you felt real genuine fear?

57. are you a morning person?

58. do you drink enough water?

59. how different are you from the little kid you used to be?

60. do you enjoy tumblr?

61. have you ever had a tumblr experience that made you wanna delete the app?

62. whats your least favorite game?

63. were you a markiplier fan?

64. how do you respond to compliments?

65. whats something that would make you fall in love?

66. do you believe in marriage?

67. do you have a crush on someone?

68. do you like tumblr?

69. were you a voltron stan?

70. whats your favorite ship?

71. whats your favorite song?

72. do you like loud crowds?

73. have you ever created conflict on purpose?

74. how do you sleep?

75. do you bite your lips?

76. do you use chapstick?

77. do you have any pets?

78. what color are your eyes?

79. what’s something you wish you could change about yourself?

80. have you ever had surgery?

81. whats your least favorite animal?

82. whats something that youre really bad at?

83. do you have an sqishmellows?

84. do you enjoy fast food?

85. do you like soda?

86. what grade are you in?

87. do you wear any jewelry?

88. what socials do you use?

89. whats your lowest grade in school right now?

90. whats the latest youve stayed up till?

91. did you ever have bangs?

92. what trends did you hate?

93. whats your favorite item of clothing?

94. do you like dinosaurs?

95. whats your opinion on body hair?

96. whats your least favorite time?

97. do you make a wish at 11:11?

98. do you have your phone on military or regular?

99. have you ever been to church?

100. are you lgbtq?

[zulanmoth57]

WHY CANT I GET ANYTHING

I'm trying I really am to out myself in to go up and you know like how they do cuddle.

Today my friends invited J [this guy is the only cic guy I can trust but K and L wanna fuck him and D wants the attention he gives to them] and for the past while I've been trying to be more friends with him talk to him.

We have cuddled before but I'm always at the end I'm always put to the wall so I get so fucking uncomfortable and end up now doing anything. So tonight he's sleeping over and K and L went down stairs so I thought ok maybe MAYBE this time I can see how it feel to actually be cuddled and not get uncomfortable. Just my luck tho J is at the end of the bed D is next to me cuddling him and whenever I try to nope I feel like I'm pushed away every FUCKING TIME IM FUCKING PUSH OUT BY ALK OF MY FRIENDS IS IT BECAUSE IM NOT AS HOT OR HAVE BIG BOOBS AND A GOOD BODY WHAT WHAT IS FUCJING WRONG WITH ME WHERE EVERYTHING EVERYONE EVERYWHERE HAAAAAAAAATES TO FUCKING SEE ME TO TOUCH ME TO FINALLY JUST HUG ME AND WANT ME LIKE THEY DO ALK MY OTHER FRIENDS PLZ I NEED TO KNOW AND ILL CHANGE.

OH and when I do show them hits that in sad or that I feel left out and lonely they ignore me they just continue what they were saying or doing. When I make jokes however they THAN pay attention bc that's what they want is me as the 3rd wheel like I always am I DONT WANNA BE THE 3RD WHEEEL FOR EVERY FUCKING RELATIONSHIP I HAVE PLEASE IM BEGGING IM ON MY KNEES TELL ME WHAT I CAN DO TO FINALLY HAVE OTHERS SEE ME

[cemeterylanes]

unfortunately will be rambling beneath the cut again because im antsy on a plane

i wish i felt alive i have no spark no joy i go for a week and have to come back and take more medication because i am getting worse. i see my regular therapist again in two weeks i feel a great existential dread that i will die without living

i hate to sound so stupid to say fomo is real and in the way i experience being sad i cannot just live happily or the way i want. i cant have a job i feel joy in. i could maybe someday but not right now and it feels so endlessly hopeless. i cant say goodbye to him so i say i will see you later but i dont know when later is. when i have a house. and he wont have to leave. i hate seeing arden go places. i hate seeing people having a better time than me. i feel like the incarnate of the sin of envy watching people do things that make them happy all of the time. i really do. its not even in a like fuck you i hope you deserve to be unhappy way or like i want to do the same things (i want to travel but i dont want to go glacier hiking or music festivals) and do what i want to do and be there.

i know real life isnt like that and i sound like a hedonist that only craves pleasure and joy because who doesnt but i am on such a thin tightrope i think i could slip and hang myself if i tried. also very mad i was writing on the ride to denver before i could save the draft. im trying to enjoy stuff like making art again and setting goals but constantly am trapped between "fuck it whatever" and being responsible. i get a pay raise in 4 weeks and im hoping ill be eligible for teletime so i can work from home. the least they could do is let me do that and i only need to be in the office 3 days a week. id go monday tuesday. other days at home. i could do laundry and eat. i could work from bed. i wouldnt be doing overtime at 9 pm at the office for another half hour drive home.

im getting 2 new tattoos in november and i am going to consider getting a new nostril piercing on my left side so it matches. im getting a mullieter mullet shag thing in january because i really like it and its like as close as im getting to expressing myself because i cant dye my hair or tattoo my hands. i hate my fucking job so much . i hate feeling like theres no way out of the rat race i am in. id be so much better if he was at least with me in the same timezone. im so sick of having to hide our relationship because our parents think its not real / internet people scary.

im trying to set goals because i do bitch to bitch but i do have ambition but i am so tired from being sick from being chronically ill and crippled by my family or how things are. i so desperately want to open a taxidermy and tattoo shop because it would be so great. i could teach workshops. but it also means i have to work on flash sheets which i've been doing terrible with because ive been drawing other stuff to get back into the swing of things and havent touched my tattoo gun in a couple of months.

but the hardest part is i dont want my hobbies to feel like a bummer because theyre hobbies i love and enjoy and want to keep enjoying them. i want to feel normal so badly. i really really do. im just so unhappy i feel it everywhere. being in philly/nj has been the happiest ive been in two years and i will be miserable again

[mysicklove]

CW: sub! nanami, bondage, body worship, praise, oral sex (m! receiving), reader is sick in love n kento is adorable, more just power dyanmics then actually sex bc idk

A/N: I wrote this drabble while taking a biology quiz. girl boss. unedited like all my drabbles bc fuck it we ball

"I'm not so sure about this..."

You look up from your task, cocking your head to the side at your lover's slightly frowned face. He was lying plaint against your headboard while you were carefully tying his hands to the posts. But you immediately stop your actions and kiss his cheek. "Dont be scared, Kento. I'm not going to do anything you dont like."

Nanami slightly furrows his brows. "I like to be able to touch my lover."

You pepper another kiss to his cheek, giggling. "Well, not tonight! We are going to focus all on you and your pleasure. Relax, I promise you'll love it."

He looks away, almost pouting. Its cute, seeing the stoic man look upset at the idea of being unable to touch you. But you pay no mind to it and instead continue to tie his wrists up. 

When you're happy with the result, you glance down at the blond and see him staring at you, blinking, and waiting. He was wearing just his boxers, chest completely bare, and his cock half hard. You run your fingers up his chest, swirling the nipples that makes him slightly jump. You've trained him to be sensitive there; it was cute. 

"Should I also tie your legs to each post?" you muse out loud, looking behind you. "Keep you from trying to close your legs…" 

To this, he blushes. It's subtle, but it turns his cheeks a deep pink, and his eyes seem to glance everywhere but you. The idea of him being forced to be so exposed was incredibly embarrassing to the man. So he gulps and says, "Please don't tease me anymore. It's not fair."

You let out a giggle, pressing another kiss to his jaw, and he swallows, furrowing his eyebrow. "You are so cute, Kento; I could just eat you up."

He is used to be talking to this like he was some sort of pet, and so he doesn't bat an eye. "I don't understand what you find appealing about all of this."

You stare at his lips, eyes glazed with lust, before smiling softly at him. Distracted by the hunger on your face, Nanami fails to notice the hand that trailed down to where his boxers lay. You trace the outline of his cock, and he hisses out in surprise, mouth slightly open. 

"It's fun to see you like this," you muse out loud, brushing back his blond hair with your other hand. "And besides," you grip at his cock, hard and throbbing behind the black fabric, "you find it just as appealing as I do, hmm?"

To this, he stays silent, but the tips of his ears burn red. He does like it more than he should. He likes the purr of your voice, the hunger in your eyes, the way you made him feel like he was your pet. It made him feel desired, and with that, arousal pooled deep inside him.

You slide off of his boxers, and his cock immediately flops against his abdomen, letting out a lewd plap sound. It was red and pulsing, pre beginning to bead at the tip. Nanami shifts in his restraints, unable to stay still under your watchful gaze. 

You were fully clothed, and he was completely bare in front of you. No matter how long the two of you have been lovers, he will never grow out of this embarrassment of being nude in front of you. 

But you don't seem to mind; in fact, you encourage it. Your tongue drags along his V line up to the top of his abs, staring at him the entire time. His whole body racks with shivers, and his cock twitches pathetically with the lack of attention. 

"You are so pretty," you sigh like you haven't said it to him at least a million times already. "It's almost unfair how good you look, Kento."

You press a kiss to the tip of his cock, as if it was simply just another body part to praise. He jumps, hips trying to buck into your mouth instinctually. He immediately wishes he that he could hid his face in shame when you laugh at his reaction. 

"Please don't say such ridiculous things," he manages to recover, "You praise me too highly."

You rest your face on his thigh, nearly inches from his groin, and use your hand to play with his cock lazily like a cat toying with its prey. Tracing along it and watching it bobble back and forth, ignoring the way the blonde's body jerks with the small stimulation. 

You peer up at him, looking at the red hue of his face and smiling at him. "No, I don't think so. You know I don't spew meaningless things, especially to someone like you."

Your eyes go back to his cock, watching another glob of pre dribble down the base. You barely were touching the thing, but the gentle movements seemed to be driving him insane. How cute.

"I guess I'll have to show you how much I seem to worship you," you sigh, and without much hesitation, your lips wrap around the shaft. The ropes pull at the headboard, and Kento lets out a string of curses, pulling a laugh from deep in your throat and a moan from him.

[xgryffinwhore]

september nights

request:  i was wondering if you could write another soft bill smut? i don’t really have a specific plot in mind, we’re just really lacking content on tumblr rn :( in some really precarious place where they don’t want to get caught

warnings: soft smut, like i mean very soft.

word count: 2118

before your lips met bill denbrough’s, love was always, to say the least, a conundrum. lets be real for second, boys wasted your time, and you let them. only the cute ones of course. you are a hopeless romantic, drunk off of molly ringwald and john travolta films. you wanted any relationship you had to be just like the movies.

through your heart breaks, your best friends stood by you, your losers. eddie, richie, bev, stan, ben, and bill. for each tear you shed a punch was thrown to the man who caused it, they were protective over you. bill the most though, he always got so defensive when you were in the mix. all throughout middle & high school, bill has had to deal with every guy who even dares to think about breaking your heart.

“its not fair bill” you wailed into your pillow. he stroked your back and hushed you, his eyes welling with tears. “im never fucking good enough for any guy and its so fucking sad!” your complaints being cut off mid sentence by a choked out cry. “y-y/n. all of y-your boyfriend are i-idiots. anyone w-who would d-d-do this to you isnt w-worth your t-time. anyone w-would be the luckiest in the w-world to have y-you in their life” you picked your head up and looked at him with swollen lips and blood shot eyes “there no one out there for me bill, no one.” 

he bit his lip, fighting back any tears dripping from his eyes “they j-just dont see how p-pretty you are. how g-gentle and caring and s-s-sweet, and h-how your face c-can light up any room. theyre f-fucking idiots, and you d-deserve m-more.” you clearly thought he was being nice, because you could take a MOTHER FUCKING GOD DAMN hint, so you replied “i wish there was someone out there like you, for me, that thinks of me the way you do.” 

he furrowed his brows, tossing his head back and running his fingers furiously through his hair. “d-dammit y/n!” he cursed “cant you s-see what ive b-been trying to say? w-w-what ive been t-trying to say f-for the last f-five years!?!” your expression was bewildered, your brain was going a mile a minute trying to figure out what he meant. his frustration got the best of him, he got up and stormed out the door,  feeling embarrassed and stupid for trying to make you understand how he felt.

he was half way out your front door, fuming for his keys lodged deep into his front pocket; when suddenly:

“bill!”

his head turned at the call of his name, “y-y/n please i d-”

smack.

your lips locked with his, he rain pouring heavily outside. bills lips stilled at the contact, but this lasted briefly, he deepened this kiss by pulling you in to his abdomen by your mid back. your bunched the front of his base ball t shirt with your fists, and he did the same but with your hair.

the rest is basically history.

now six months later, and you couldnt have been happier. bill knew how to treat you, nights out twice a week (you always wanted to pay but bill insisted,) holding your hand to and from classes, he let you borrow have his varsity baseball jacket, which smelt just like him and was a little too big for you. 

when he would drop you off and your classes, he would always grab your hand and transfer a tiny piece of paper into your palm. when you got into class to unfold it, it was always a cute little message about his love for you. 

bill had it bad for you, everyone knew that, and you loved every minute of it. he met every and any standard you had, and exceeded your expectations. 

it was september, still warm enough in derry to wear shorts, so you and your friends thought of a last hurrah for the ending of the summery weather.

“camp out, its nearly perfect” Richie exclaimed. eddie rolled his eyes “like youve ever been near anything perfect toizer, do you even know what perfect means?” richie shoved eddie “yeah eddie i actually have. have you seen amanda’s tits?”

 you tuned out richie and eddies bickering as you’re boyfriend cleared his throat. “you g-gonna go?” he said into your ear, “only if you promise to wear bug spray bill, you know how bad-” he cut you off with a kiss, his mouth forming a small smile at how cute you were. “get a room, honestly” stan poked, pda wasn’t his favorite... “at least i h-have something to k-kiss aye s-stannie”

you arrived at the edge of the forest, parking your car at the last parking ish space. you walked toward the sounds of ben and richie fighting, and came to see that richie really went all out. three tents, sticks for a fire, and more snacks than anyone needed. 

you all spent the remanence of the daylight dancing in the light sky, sharing stories, and eating waaaay too many chips. it was dark now, you all huddled in a circle near the fire; making small talk and trying not to admit you were all very tired.

“ok folks, im off to bed” richie yawned “me stan eddie n’ mike will take the green tent, bev and ben in the red.” richie paused and smirked over at you and bill, you were tangled in his limbs, golfed in his navy blue pull over. “and uh- heh- billy boy and y/n in the yellow tent eh?” you could practically feel bills eye roll, god richie was so immature.

“w-we dont have to s-sleep in the s-s-same tent, i c-can ask ben if he’d s-switch” you look up at bill and reassure him “bill no- its not a big deal, right?” he tucks your hair behind your ear and kisses the side of your temple “c-course not.”

you both went into the tent, bill began to unroll the blankets you both had packed tightly into your bags. You both set up your makeshift bed, bill leaned against a pile of pillows while you hugged his side, your face buried in his neck. his smell was absolutely intoxicating; his skin had remanence of his milk and honey body wash, but it was slightly overpowered by wintergreen, clove, and his bourbon cologne. 

you were like this for around an hour, the orange crank-powered lantern being the only source of light. you switch positions though, you now laid your head on his lap, reading a magazine you stole from the hair salon. he watched your eyes scan every letter, when you read something funny you’d huff to yourself, and when something was intresting you stuck your tongue out from between your teeth. he adored you.

“d-dont stay up t-too late” he stroked your hair off your shoulder “we have t-to have you w-well r-r-rested.” you sat up from beside him, as he adjusted the pillows and took off his pull over, then his pants. he got under the covers and waited for you.

“nice donut boxers” you laughed. “s-shut up” he blushed and regreted not changing them when he had the chance. you turned around took off your shirt, you were shy about how you looked, but it was just bill. it was just bill. you heard his breath hitch, his eagerness radiating off his body onto yours. the air became tense as you unzipped your pants and threw them to the corner. you turned around, bills pupils growing until you were completely facing him.

“yeah i know. mine are boring” you laugh nervously, brushing your hair behind your ear and getting under the covers next to him. he didnt respond, he couldnt take his eyes off of you.you began to sit up again “i can go put back on-” “n-no!” he interrupts, his blush taking up his entire face.

“i j-j-just cant b-believe i g-get to see something s-so special” he gulped “s-so b-b-b-beautiful.”

you grabbed him by his shoulders and kissed him, hard. youve been with boys before, i mean youve dated plenty of people. but no one ever called your body special. hot, yeah. nice, yeah. beautiful, sure. but no one ever thought that it was special. 

bill was a kind boy, the most you two have ever done is get each other off with your hands, always clothed. bill never asked to see more, he felt lucky enough just to make you feel good, and that was enough for him. so when you felt the heat of his hands hovering over your body but not touching it, you new you’d have to call the shots tonight.

“bill,” you laid down “just touch me everywhere, please.” he crawled in between your legs, kneeling so that he could lean over your face “m-my pleasure.”

he traced your collar, leaving small, delicate, kisses to make up for what his fingers left behind as they trailed. he kissed the valley between your breasts, licking slow striped down your skin. he picked up your upper back a little and cocked his head to the side, you nodded and he unclipped your bra. he sat their with his mouth open, taking in the view. you blushed and muttered “hey, keep that mouth to good use.” he dipped down and sucked on your nipples, his mouth felt so good against your skin grazed with goosebumps. he was gingerly with his tongue, it was sexy, it was romantic. he kissed down your stomach, his fingers sweeping down your sides. you could see his member pressing against his boxers, the pressure made him wince every once in a while. his fingers met your panties and he hooked them. again, he looked up for permission, you nodded once again. 

he brought your underwear down your legs and off, looking back to see what he had relieved. he licked his lips, getting ready to please you more than he already did. but you felt bad, bill always gave gave and gave. “its ok, im ready right now.” bill looked up at you in shock, he wasnt expecting you’d want to go all the way. “y/n, y-youre sure?” you lean up and kiss his lips, swiping your tongue against his bottom lip “please.”

he pulled down his boxers eagerly, his member sprung out to hit his stomach. he lined up with you, checking once more that it was ok. then he pushed in, bottoming out. he felt bigger than you thought, of course he was well endowed, but he filled you up so well. you mewled, the pain and pleasure making a delicious feeling that made your toes curl.

he waited, but began slowly moving after a bit. he grunted, feeling you wrapped around him was something he’d never be able to get out of his head he thought to himself. he grunted “f-fuck this feels g-good’ he grunted, his breath becoming heavy and full of lust. with every stroke, you felt yourself get more and more lost in the bliss he made you feel. “youre making me feel so good  bill” you moan, the sound of his name coming out of your mouth driving him absolutely crazy. he speeds up, loving the view of your face contorting in pleasure and your body moving with his. 

he couldnt help but feel admiration to you, your hair formed a halo around your head, and the sweat that coated your skin made you glisten in the orange light. “im t-the luckiest in the world” he husks, holding your cheek. 

you felt the knot in your core coming undone, “bill im close” you strain, trying not to be too loud so you dont wake your friends. he moved your leg up to his shoulder, hitting you from a different, deeper angle. his fingers went to your clit, making you bite your had to stop you from screaming. “you l-look so p-pretty y/n, t-taking me s-so well. making y-you feel so good.” “so good bill” you repeat, drunken off his cock and fingers. 

without warning, you came came, your legs spazzing as you moaned “fuck bill” he followed, his hips stuttering, as he cried out into your shoulder. he pulled out and laid next to you, both of you breathing heavily and coming off your highs. 

“y/n” he looked at you “t-that was really j-just wow- thank y-you.” you kissed him, chaste and sweet “that was great yeah?” “it w-was perfect babe. t-thank you f-for t-that. i love you y-y/n.”

“i love you too bill.”

he sat up, his fingers dancing on your inner thigh.

“y/n?”

“yeah?”

“c-can we p-please do t-that again?”