#fags of a feather

[meeks-just-wants-to-scroll]

hiii. with requests open could i grovel at your feet for some micah/bill/javier? im absolutely addicted to them in the worst way 🙏 dutchies loyalest dogs. love what you do forever keep it up 🐊💗

I love them so much and PLEAAAASE feed me feed me i will happily take requests for this triad ship. I should just info dump how much i love this ship.

[sylvanpriest]

cathedral gum

[castleofcuntdracula]

Inferring (2023) Renfield's class.

I need to do some proper research on this, but assuming Renfield is around ~30 in the flashbacks to the events of the 1931 film, which is SET vaguely in the 1920s (I'm going with 1920 for the sake of the maths) he was probably born around 1890, and given primary education from about 1895 to 1902. In the early 1900s, the school-leaving age was 12, and we know he didn't do that. At that point, working-class children generally just got jobs, or apprenticed into a trade focused on manual labour.

Continued education cost money, and becoming a solicitor meant continuing education through to until at least 16 (~1906-15ish?). Whether or not he needed a university degree would have depended on exact timings I can't be bothered with, but either way, he would have spent between 5 and 7 years in either university education + articled clerkship, or just clerkship alone. Both of which cost money! So we're probably looking at upper-middle class at the least.

He likely went to a selective, fee-paying boarding school, quite probably a grammar school, since he's not implied at any point in any canon to be of particularly high standing, and treats nobility FIRMLY as his betters- but it's likely he grew up with at least one household servant employed by his family, especially if they lived in the city.

This is interesting, because it means that service was probably never a career option for him! He has no expectations going into it. Which is FUN, considering what it means about definition of his duties...

[acelessthan3]

Boo! Cute jockstrap order cancelled! Should I buy another harness or some poppers with the refund?

[tables-has-vanished]

GOD DAMNIT I WAS GONNA SAY THAT

the wii disc and the gamecube disc on the wii menu are dating btw

[clovenheels]

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[ruinedholograms]

(2000-2007)

• Queens Of The Stone Age - Rated R

• Andrew Bird - Weather Systems

• Nine Inch Nails - And All That Could Have Been, and Still

• Clint Mansell + Kronos Quartet + Mogwai - The Fountain

• Animal Collective + Vashti Bunyan - Prospect Hummer

• Xiu Xiu - Fag Patrol

• Godspeed You! Black Emperor - Lift Yr Skinny Fists Like Antennas To Heaven

• Sigur Rós - Takk…

• Kanye West - Late Registration

• Queens Of The Stone Age - Lullabies To Paralyze

• Ray Lamontagne - Trouble

• Tim Hecker - Harmony In Ultraviolet

• Elliott Smith - Figure 8, From A Basement On The Hill, and New Moon

• LCD Soundsystem - Self Titled

• Xiu Xiu + Grouper - Creepshow

• Slipknot - Iowa

• Nine Inch Nails - The Hand That Feeds, With Teeth, and Every Day Is Exactly The Same

• Thom Yorke - The Eraser

• Tom Petty - Highway Companion

• Thom Yorke - Spitting Feathers

• The Postal Service - Give Up

• The Knife - Silent Shout

• Air - The Virgin Suicides

• The Knife - Self Titled

• Stars Of The Lid - And Their Refinement Of The Decline

[blushweddinggowns]

It had started out as such a good day. 

He had woken up with Eddie peppering his face in kisses, always a total sap in the morning. And it never failed to make Steve feel light as a feather. Sometimes he still couldn’t believe that he had gotten here, after all the shit they had been through. But his life in their little apartment with Wayne and Eddie, was better than anything else he’d ever had.

They had met Robin for breakfast, then Steve hung around while Eddie did a few deals, always the passenger princess. They gave the kids a ride home from school before heading back to the apartment. Then they decided to just be lazy sacks of shit for the rest of the night, happy to cuddle on the couch while they watched bad tv.  He felt so good, just sitting there, tucked to Eddie’s side. Like nothing could ever bother him in their happy little bubble. 

But then the phone rang.

It was Wayne who picked it up, just on his way out to start his own night. There were a few clipped words before he looked over at Steve, brow furrowed, “It’s for you.”

It took a second for him to extract himself from Eddie’s tight grip and he was a giggling mess by the time he was actually able to stand. 

“Who is it?” Steve asked as he made his way over. His smile dropped when he saw worried Wayne’s expression. His mind automatically went to the worst-case scenarios. Did something happen to Robin? Or Dustin? Or Max or Lucas-

Wayne interrupted his anxiety ridden spiral, though the news still wasn’t good, “It…sounds like your dad.”

Oh god, no.

Steve could feel his stomach drop as he shakily took the phone from him, internally praying that he was wrong, “Hello?”

“Jesus Christ,” He could hear his father yelling over to someone else, “He’s there. He’s fucking shacking up with the queer, it’s all true.” 

Steve could feel his heart stop in his chest. How did they know he was here? How did they know about Eddie? What were they doing back in town? What the fuck did they want from him?

His Dad finished his side rant, finally addressing Steve in that same cold authoritative tone, “Steven, you have fifteen minutes to get to this house or I’m going to find you. And the other fag will stay there if he knows what’s good for him. You have a lot of explaining to do.”

And then he hung up the phone, not even bothering to wait for an answer. Steve didn’t waste any time in getting his shoes on, trying and failing to reassure Eddie that everything was fine all the while,“It happens sometimes, when they get back. It’s like a checklist item to see me. I’ll be fine. It will be one awkward dinner and then I’ll be back before you know it.”

He could tell he wasn’t buying it. Of course he wasn’t buying it. There was no one on the planet who knew him better than he did, no matter how hard he tried to hide the fact that he was scared shitless. 

He was trailing behind him as he got ready, still trying to reason with him, “If it’s not gonna take that long then I can just wait in the car baby, it’s not that big a deal-”

“Eddie, no,” Steve said, voice impressively firm despite how he felt, “I’ll be fine, trust me okay?”

He hated lying to him, but the thought of his Eddie being in the same room as them made him feel fucking ill. He’d die before he let his dad touch a single hair on his love’s head. There was no way in hell he was going anywhere near that place. 

He shrugged on Eddie’s jacket, despite the fact that it probably wasn’t a good call to wear your boyfriend’s clothes to what could only be a disownment meeting with his parents, but Steve needed something to calm his nerves a little. And having something that smelled like his boyfriend would have to do. 

“Nine at the latest, I swear,” Steve lied, leaning in to kiss his cheek before rushing out the door.

He could feel Eddie watching him as he went, but Steve didn’t look back. He just got into his car and left, that stupid time limit still ringing in his ears. It was a Daniel Harrington classic threat, one that Steve hadn’t heard since he was back in highschool. Senior year was around the time he lost near all interest in him. He didn’t even care enough to knock him around near the end, opting to just remind him that he was a failure and a waste of space over the phone.

He didn’t even know why he still called them. He’d only talked to his mom a handful of times when he tried, but usually it was just a bertating session from his dad.

‘That you deserved.’

The treacherous intrusive thought was in his head before he could stop it. But it wasn’t alone. It was never alone.

‘Maybe if you had done better in school he wouldn’t have had to hit you.’

‘Maybe if you had a job that was worthwhile your mom would actually talk to you.’

‘Maybe if you weren’t such a fuckup then the people who gave you everything would actually love you.’

It was so…frustrating how easily he could get back here. Even after nearly two years of being around people who loved him, who actually cared about him, it only took one damn phone call to have him spiraling out again. He thought this phase of his life was over. He thought that his parents were done with him, that they had finally given up on the dream of Steve being somebody. 

Hell, he even thought that he might never even see them again. He hadn’t seen either of them for two damn years. They had been on vacation in New Jersey when the Vecna shit hit critical mass, and then they never came back. Why couldn’t that have been the end of it? What right did they have to come waltzing back into his life, just to shit all over it? Why did they have to involve Eddie? How did they even know about him? 

His shaking had only gotten worse by the time he pulled into his old driveway. He hated how scared he was. He had fought against literal fucking demons, but the though of having to face his father was enough to have him shaking in his boots. It was so stupid, but that didn’t stop the sight of his shiny BMW from making him want to puke. 

This was going to be bad. Really, really fucking bad. He didn’t want to do this shit. He wanted to tell them both to go to hell and leave him the fuck alone. But…he couldn’t risk anything happening to Eddie. He wouldn’t. So if he had to take a beating before they officially disowned him so Eddie could be left alone, so be it.

His mom met him at the door, disturbingly pleasant when she gestured for him to come inside. 

“Let me take your coat for you sweetheart,” she said, voice sickly sweet as she led Steve into the house. He let her take it, despite how bizarre the behavior was. His mom wasn’t as bad as his dad, she never had been, but affection wasn’t really her style. Not without Steve having to do something in return. She more…just watched when things got bad. Maybe helped patch him up during the worst times, but she was never very active when it came to his “discipline”.

The whole thing was already weird as hell. His dad should have been screaming at him by now, but the house was eerily quiet. She led him to the dining room, and there Daniel Harrington was, seething at the table with a beer in hand, a few empty bottles already pushed off to the side. But he didn’t start yelling at the sight of him. Which was new.

Steve didn’t like it.

His mom gestured for him to sit down before taking her own place between them. He felt like he was at a fucking tribunal, and the faux attempt at civility was just making his hair stand on end. Steve stared at them, waiting for someone to say something. 

Surprisingly it was his mom who went first. She took a deep breath before saying, “Steve, we know that the last few years have probably been hard for you. Everything that’s happened in this town….it couldn’t have been easy to see. And we understand that experience is clouding your decision making process. And…we want to help.”

His dad went next, voice deceptively even, “Your mother’s right. You have a mental disorder that can be treated. And luckily for you, we’re willing to pay for the help you need.”

This was wrong. This whole thing was wrong. Steve just wanted someone to yell at him already. He shook his head, confused, “I don’t understand. What are you talking about?”

“You know damn well what we’re talking about,” Daniel scoffed, “Whatever is happening between you and that piece of trailer trash ends today.”

“He’s not trash,” Steve shot back, momentarily forgetting that he should be trying to lie here. He could handle them saying shit about him, but Eddie hadn’t done a damn thing to either of them, “And nothing is going on between us-”

“Don’t you dare lie to me,” Daniel hissed out, his calm facade finally cracking. Steve could see his grip on the beer bottle tighten, dangerously close to shattering the glass, “We’ve been back for a week Steven, and you haven’t spent a single night here. Tell me, do friends share a room in shitty apartments? Do friends kiss each other at the movie theater? Please feel free to enlighten me.”

Steve swallowed, throat dry. So much for lying his way through this, “Who told you?”

“Tommy called us,” His mom interjected, “And thank god for that. It’s not too late to change things around baby.”

Steve couldn’t help but physically cringe at the nickname. It wasn’t for her to say. But the news from Tommy was even worse. He knew he hated him now, and that was whatever. Who cared? But Tommy was also the only person he’d ever told about his dad. He was the only one he trusted when he was a kid not to say anything, and to know that he told them, knowing full well what would happen…hurt a lot more than he expected. 

“You’re lucky that boy cares about you still,” Daniel added, “So don’t waste our time. Just admit it. Have you or have you not been having an affair with a man?” 

No point in denying it now, “I have.”

They both tensed at the admission, like they had still been holding out for some magical explanation to explain away the whole thing. But Steve was tired of lying. He didn’t even want to. If he had it his way the whole world would know about them being together. He’d shout it from the fucking roof tops if he could. 

“Okay. Thank you for admitting it,” His mom sighed, “Steve, this doesn’t have to be complicated. All you have to do is pack your bags and leave with us. There’s this lovely little place in Delaware that can get you all fixed up -”

“I love him,” Steve interrupted. There was no point in keeping this charade going any longer. Steve wasn’t going fucking anywhere. He can see the way his father's arms twitch at that, the thread of patience he had managed to hold onto on the edge of snapping. He didn't have much time left.

"You think you love him," His mom corrected, “You’re confused-”

“I’m not confused. I love him, mom. And he loves me. I’m not going to give that up for anything.”

“It doesn’t matter how you feel,” Daniel dismissed, voice rising, “What matters is getting your life back on track. You are going to get your shit from that dump and leave with us tonight or else-”

“Or else what?” Steve asked, “You’ll disown me? Cut me out of the will? I don’t give a fuck.”

He’s never talked to either of them like this before, but he didn’t care. He didn’t need them. He never needed them. He had a family, a real family, and that never included the people at this table, “I’m not going anywhere with you. I’m not going to leave him. I’m not doing any of it.”

He should have seen the bottle coming, but that didn’t stop the pained gasp that came out when it hit him square in the arm. Even in his forties Daniel Harrington was still strong, strong enough for some of the glass to embed itself in his skin. Steve almost wanted to laugh, now it made sense why his mom had insisted on taking off the jacket. 

Daniel stood, his chair clattering to the floor before he threw another one that hit him square in the forearm. He was finally yelling thank god, Steve just wanted this whole shit show to be over with, “You’re choosing him over us? After everything we’ve done for you?”

"Yes,” The word is barely out of his mouth before he’s stalking over to him, completely ignoring his mom’s weak protests for him to calm down. He was in front of him now, all that barely contained rage finally spilling over. 

He grabbed him by the collar, physically pulling him up from his seat before shaking him a little, “My only son is not going to be with a god-damned faggot. And if I have to beat it out of you I will. But you are never going near that piece of shit again. Do you understand me?”

A tiny part of Steve was begging for him to apologize. To just do what they said and stop trying to fight. But that part of himself is wrong. There wasn’t a damn thing wrong with loving Eddie. It was the best thing he’d ever done in his whole fucking life. Nothing could change his mind, not even fear. 

Steve isn’t sure what possessed him to say what he did next. Revenge, pettiness, bitter honesty, he wasn’t sure, but the words were coming out, “Y’know he kissed me for the first time under this same roof? He fucked me here too. In basically every room. And I loved every second of it. How does that feel? Knowing that your only son isn’t just in love with a fag, but gets fucked by one too?”

This time he saw the punch coming, but it didn’t stop it from hurting like a bitch. He hit him square in the face before throwing him to the ground, opting to start kicking the shit out of him next. He was always quicker than Steve gave him credit for. 

He could vaguely hear his mom screaming in the background, begging him to stop, but Daniel kept going. Even his head wasn’t off limits, and it only took one swift kick for Steve to snap out of his stupor. Why was he taking this? Why wasn’t he trying to leave? Why had he never fought back before?

His mom was physically trying to stop him now, and it was just enough time for Steve to finally fucking do something. He moves without thinking, taking the opportunity to kick him back from his place on the ground, squarely in the crotch. It’s a low blow, but fuck it. He’d never seen him so angry before, and if he didn’t get away there was a solid chance he might kill him by accident. 

It worked even better than he thought it would. His dad crumpled immediately, probably just as shocked from the fact that Steve hit him as much as he was from the pain. It’s the first time he’s ever hit him, despite the years and years of random beatings. Steve was almost as surprised as he was that he managed to do it, but he didn’t have time to dwell. He stood on shaky legs, booking it to the front door.

He stops to get the jacket, stupidly taking the time to put it back on. But if he ever needed the comfort of Eddie’s smell, it was definitely right now. 

Right before he’s about to step over the threshold, Daniel calls out to him, voice booming with fury, “If you walk out that door you’ll never see either of us again.”

It's enough to have Steve whipping back around, glaring at them both. His mom was helping his dad back up like she was actually worried he’d been hurt, when it was Steve who had blood dripping down his face. Daniel was staring right at him, daring him to leave, delusional enough to think that there was anything about them worth staying for. 

“Good riddance,” Steve hissed out before turning back away. He walked straight out the front door, ignoring every scream and yell for him to come back. 

He got into his car, and he drove away. 

Excerpt from this fic. And technically a rewrite from this fic

Part two!

[give-bucky-his-boyfriend-back]

Wrote a little ficlet about Cas beating John’s ass in heaven. Enjoy my little spite-driven story :)

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When John Winchester makes it to heaven he's very relieved.

God knows how he wasn’t exactly a ray of sunshine, how sometimes his temper got the best of him, but apparently that wasn’t enough to get a one way ticket to downstairs.

His house is the same as the old Winchester home down on earth. He's sitting on the same porch he has known for so many years,it slightly creaks as he moves in his chair. He sips his perfectly cold beer, a soft summer breeze blows by. It's perfect.

Until it isn't.

He doesn't know who this weird guy in the trenchcoat is, he's never seen him before in his life, but he doesn't look exactly friendly as he appears out of nowhere and storms towards him. And are his eyes are glowing? What the fuck?

"John Eric Winchester!"

The guy his voice is loud, almost impossibly, and deep and gravely. John won't admit that this stranger that is currently standing about two feet away from him (hasn’t he ever heard of personal space?)and is screaming in his face is actually quite intimidating.

"How on earth you selfish, hateful piece of filth have managed to make it to heaven is beyond me."

What the hell is this guy on about?He doesn't even know him. John rights his back, showing whoever this crazy person is that he's not afraid.

"What's your problem,huh? I never even met you-"

"My problem -" Shit, his eyes are glowing again, though the rando was deemed slightly less intimidating by his use of airquotes -" is that you are a horrible father, with medieval morals and the anger issues of an average toddler."

"Listen up,dick. You don't even know me. You know nothing about my sons or the way I raised them I-" John protests.

Cas intterups him with a scoff. "Oh,I know your sons very well. Dean most of all. In fact, I talked to him only two minutes ago."

There’s a smug crooked smile on the stranger's face that doesn't reach his eyes. John doesn't like it one bit. It's almost like he had just told half a joke, waiting to drop the punchline.

"He woke up next to me from a nightmare. He told me he dreamt about a case you sent him on on his seventeenth birthday to "teach him a lesson" (those fucking airquotes again)? Forcing him to exterminate two nuns that were in love with eachother? Sounds familiar?" The guy spits at him seething with anger.

John should probably start thinking about what exactly he's hinting at, but his brain short-circuits after the first part of his sentence.

"That's impossible. You're a dude."

This seems to throw him off. He tilts his head and squints at him in confusion. "What do you mean?"

"You're a dude. Dean ain’t a fag, he ain’t-" This was apparently the wrong thing to say.

John is quickly hit with the realisation that this man probably isn't human when his fist lands on his face and not only breaks his nose, but absolutely crushes it. He feels the bones shatter as his nose is stumped entirely flat against his face. The tears start streaming before he can stop them.

"Never talk this respectless about your son ever again or I will personally drag you back to hell myself, is that clear?"

John cradles his nose with his hands and nods.

"Good." John hears the faint rustling of feathers and the asshole has gone as quick as he came.

--

When Cas appears in Dean’s bedroom he is still confused. He had just told Cas about a case he had been working with on his dad on his 17th birthday, when the angel had dissapeared immediately without saying anything.

"Cas what the hell? Where did you go?"

"Shh" Cas soothes him as he gently kisses his forhead. "Go back to sleep. I just payed a visit to your dad."

"My dad?" Dean is half convinced he's still dreaming because that doesn't make any sense.

"Yes. He called you a slur regarding your sexuality, so I punched him in the face and broke his nose."

Yes, now he's sure. He must be dreaming. This is simply to absurd to be real. Time to sleep.

Dean mumbles after he quickly presses a chaste kiss into Cas his cheek. "Good Night, Sweetheart."

His eyelids fall and sleep takes him under.

[cemetery-irises]

Hi so this is kind of stupid but......... HEAR. me out.....

...Orpheus with a murkrow and Alice with a chatot. in child hood at least. HEAAAR MW OUT!!!!!!! This is mainly because I'm on that DeRoss sibling brainrot but. My thought process is mainly. The bird symbolism they both carry in game. ("nightingale" and "nightmare") they don't actually have Pokemon that represents a nightingale. BUT CHATOT FITS ACTUALLY PRETTY WELL! Some trainers from the reporter class use chatot!!!and (you'll never guess) ALICE IS A REPORTER!!!! or journalist, similar enough!!!!!!!! murkrow is self explanatory (crow pun). now that they're adults I don't think Orpheus battles with (a now evolved) honchkrow (I saw your dragon team for him it's SO PEAK. also what a fag Norton gave him an applin.) It's more like a pet. A little bastard of a pet that gives him a lot of trouble (the little shit probably gets Oran Berry all over the walls and leaves it's feathers everywhere) but still a pet. CHATOT is definitely a partner mon though. (Though I could see Alice having even more birds.... They are a reoccurring theme)

I'm pretty sure it. Crashes on her window in another scene. SPEAKING of reoccurring themes this is likely a coincidence but there are frequent window shots. ANYWAY. That's kind of off topic. please endorse my proposal.

THIS IS SO WONDERFUL I NEED TO PUT TIGETHER AN ALICE TEAM OUGHH

orpheus's fuckass bird /affectionate

plus the pet thing is always so fun there's actually a similar dynamic with norton because by my certified norton friend's request he has a sableye thats his pride and joy and he doesnt want it to get hurt because its smaller than average (also reminds him of demi in some ways) but its a part of his team while he's working at the battle cafe because it's less dangerous and he doesnt wanna keep one of his mons from doing something it wants to but i digress

i love yiu deross siblings alice deross i'll give you a team one dya i have to get back on my grind while fighting off emildrew brainrot

[meeks-just-wants-to-scroll]

Micah, Bill and Javier as their animal versions cuz they keep me sane

[the-90s-music-colosseum]

500 Follower Special!!! (the worst one yet)

So uhhhhhh

...I did not actually think that I would hit 500 followers within a month of hitting 400 so I forgot to prepare the milestone special

But I figured I have to give you something, right? Something I could make easily and quickly, but not something lazy like a terribly made mashup song or a few halfhearted memes, it had to be something you could come back to time and time again, and something of realistic value.

So I made copypastas for some iconic 90s songs.

Expand the post to see them all. Sorry in advance. And yes, you may make requests for more.

[Creep]

When 🕗 you 👉 were ➕ here 📍 before 😺 Couldn't 🙅‍♂️ look 👀 you 👈🏼 in 🍑💦 the eye 😙 You're 🏼 just 😤😤 like 🩸 an angel 😇 Your 👉 skin ♂️ makes 🖕 me 🥵🥵😡😡😡😡😡😡😡 cry 👤😢😭 You 😳 float 🚣‍♀️👩‍✈️💆🏻‍♀️ like 👍 a feather In 🛌 a beautiful 🔴🔷🔸 world 🤷🌍 I 😀 wish 🌠 I 😣🤐 was special 👁️👄👁️ You're 🏻 so fuckin' 👉👌 special 👁️👄👁️ But 🔚🎮🍑 I'm 💦👌🏻💪 a creep 👀🤫 I'm 💥 a weirdo 🤪 What ❓ the hell 👦 am 🙌 I 👀😂 doin' 🤓 here? 🈁📍 I 👀 don't 💰 belong 👨‍👩‍👧‍👦🚽 here 📍 I 🧠👅 don't ❌ care 😜😩 if it hurts 🤕 I 😍 wanna 😱 have 🈶 control 🤔🎮 I 🏻 want 🤬 a perfect 💯 body 👀 I 🙋‍♂️ want 👄 a perfect 😜😚🥰 soul 👻 I 😀 want 🤲🤲 you 😀🤟 to notice 👎 When 🍑 I'm 💆‍♀️ not 🚯 around ➕🏜️➡️👤 So fuckin' 👌🏻💯 special 👉😎👈 I 👌 wish 🙏🙏🙏 I 😊 was special 👁️👄👁️ But 🍑 I'm 😇 a creep 👀🤫 I'm 📍 a weirdo 🤪 What 🤔😡 the hell 🐕😭📛 am 👄 I 👏👏😠 doin' 🤓 here? 🈁 I 💭🏿 don't 🚫 belong 👨‍👩‍👧‍👦🚽 here 🙈🌟🌟✨✨ She's 👩🏾 running 🏃🏾‍♂️🏃🏾‍♂️🏃🏾‍♂️😍 out 😾 the door 🚪 (run) 🏃‍♂️ She's 🍑🍑🍑🍑🍑 running 🏃‍♀ out 😜🚪 She 👩🏾👩🏿 run, 🏃 run, 🏃‍♀️🏃‍♂️ run, 🏃🏃 run 🏃 Run 🏃🏃 Whatever 😴 makes 🖕 you 😀 happy 😁 Whatever 💯 you 👈 want 😋 You're 😭 so fuckin' 😩 special 👁️👄👁️ I 👀 wish 🌠 I 👀🌈 was special 👁️👄👁️ But 🍑 I'm ☝️ a creep 👀🤫 I'm 👏🏻 a weirdo 🤪 What 👀🤷🏻‍♀️ the hell 🔥🥵 am 🙌 I 👅 doin' 🤓 here? 🥵 I 😊 don't 🚫 belong 👨‍👩‍👧‍👦🚽 here 💦💪 I 😞😳 don't 🙅‍♀️ belong 👨‍👩‍👧‍👦🚽 here 🔪🔥

[Common People]

She 👩 came 👅🍆💦 from 😤 Greece 🇬🇱 she 👩 had ✊ a thirst 💦 for 💦 knowledge 📚 She 🥰 studied sculpture at Saint 😈 Martin's College That's 🦎 where 👀 I 🙀 Caught 🏃🏾‍♂️💨👮‍♂️👮‍♂️ her 👩 eye 😻 She 👩 told 👉 me ✌️ that 😐 her 👩 dad 😪🏼 was loaded I 😀 said, 😁 in 🍑 that 💀 case 😎💯 I'll 🎅👏 have 🎲 rum and Coca-Cola She 🙉 said 💬 fine 🙊 And then 🙈👱 in ☮️ thirty 🕧 seconds 😫 time 😁✨💞 she 👩 said 💬🙈 I 😊😀😀😀😀😀 wanna 🤕 live 🐙 like 😄 common 😍😍 people 👩👫 I 😀 wanna 👯‍♂️ do ⏳ whatever 😐 common 🐩 people 👫 do 🦤 Wanna 🤕 sleep 😴 with common 😍 people 👨 I 😊 wanna 🙇🙇 sleep 😪 with common 🐩 people 👨‍👨‍👧‍👦 Like 💖 you 👈 Oh 🦋 what 🍑 else 🏿😩 could 🤔🤔 I 🏻 do 👏🚫👀 I 😊 said 🗣️🗣️ I'll, 📷 I'll 🙅🏿🎡 see 👀 what ❓ I 😊 can 🦎 do ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ I 😩 took ✋ her 👄 to a supermarket I 😀 don't ✋ know 🤓 why 🤔 But 🍑 I 😊😊😊😊😊😊😀😊 had 💔 to start 💢 it somewhere 👉 So it started 🆕 there 😂 I ℹ️ℹ️ said 💬 pretend 🙃 you've 😦 got 🉐 no 😣😣😣 money 👛 She 💁‍♀️ just 😡 laughed 😂 and said 💬 Oh 😯 you're 🥵 so funny 😃 I 😏 said; 🗣️ yeah ☔ I 😊 can't 💦💦 see 👀 anyone 🙋 else 🖤 smiling ✨💫🧚‍♀️ in 🧚🏻 here 🍒 Are you 🤡 sure? 👍 You 👈 wanna 👯‍♂️ live 🐙 like 💁‍♀️ common 🐩 people 👪 You 🕛👊 wanna 😷 see 👥 whatever 😒 common 😍😍 people 👫 see 👀 Wanna 🌺 sleep 🛏 with common 😍😍 people 👩👫 You 👦👉 wanna 🥀 sleep 😪 with common 🐩 people 💁 Like 👋 me 👦 But 😜 she 👩 didn't 🙅🏻‍♂️ understand 😆😅😊 She 🙋‍♀️ just 👌 smiled and held 👨‍💼 my 😖🙂 hand 🤲 Rent a flat 🌠🌑🌒🪐☄️ above 🆙🆙🆙 a shop Cut 😣 your 👈 hair 💇 and get 🔥 a job 💼 Smoke 💨 some 🐺💯 fags and play 🎲 some 💥💥 pool 🎱 Pretend 🙃 you ‼️‼️ never 🚫 went 💨 to school 😑 But 🍑 still ⏰👠 you'll 🤓 never 🙅 get 🉐 it right 🔰🔰 'Cause 🔫 when 🕛🕐 you're ❌ laid 🍆 in 🅰️ bed 🛌 at night 🌑🌑 Watching 👀 roaches climb 📼 the wall 😎🥳🤑 If you 😊 called 👱🏽📞 your 👈 dad 🌱 he 👨 could 👈 stop ✋ it all, 💯 yeah 🚜

You'll 👸 never 🚫 live 💣👦 like 💖👍 common 🐩 people 👥 You'll 🏃👧 never 🚫 do 👂 whatever 💯 common 😍😍 people 👨👲 do 👌 You'll 👏 never ❌ fail 🤧🤧 like 😄 common 😍 people 😣👥 You'll 👏 never ❌❕❕❕❕ watch 👀 your 🍂 life 💓 slide 🎉🎢 out ↘️ of view ⛲ And you 👈 dance 🐲 and drink 🍶 and screw Because ➡️ there's 😹 nothing 😜🤙✋ else 😔 to do 😆 Sing 🎤🎙️ along 🎶 with the common 🐩 people 👫👬👭 Sing 🎶😙 along 💁🔚 and it might 🤷🏻‍♀️ just 🕛👀 get 🉐 you 👈 through 🧑‍⚖️ Laugh 😄 along 💁🔚 with the common 😍 people 👩‍🌾 Laugh 😂 along 🔚🔚 even 🌃 though 💫🧚🏻💗 they're 👥 really 👅😻 laughing 😅 at you 😀😀😀 And the stupid 🤤 things 👆👀 that 😐🤔 you 🤗🤖 do 🚶‍♂️ Because 🎉 you 👉👦 think 🤔 that 😐 poor 💸 is cool 😎 Like 🎅 a dog 🐩 lying 🤥 in 👏🏡 a corner 🌽 They 👩‍👩‍👦‍👦 will 👏💰 bite 👄 you 😀 and never ❌🔚 warn you 👈 Look 👀 out, 👉 they'll 👯‍♂️ tear 😂 your 😩 insides 💠 out 👉 'Cause 😛🤓 everybody 👴👵👨 hates 😡 a tourist Especially one 1️⃣ who 📷 thinks 🪐 it's all ➡️🕥2️⃣ such 😛🍎 a laugh 😐 Yeah 🕢👩‍👩‍👧👏🏻👠 and the chip 🍟 stains and grease Will 🐼 come 🌽 out 😵😵 in ☝🏻 the bath 🛀 You 😀 will 💰🏼 never ✖️ understand ✖️ How 🤔 it feels 😤 to live 👦🏻👰🏾👉🏻 your 🙌 life 🍆💦💦💦🍂🍂🍂 With no ⛔ meaning 😏 or control 🕺 And with nowhere ❓ left 👈 to go 🦗 You 😀🤟 are amazed 😳 that 🤔 they 👥👨 exist And they 🏽 burn 🔥 so bright 😎 Whilst 🎩 you 👈 can 😜 only 🤏 wonder 💭 why 🤔 Rent a flat 🌠🌑🌒🪐☄️ above 🆙 a shop Cut ❓😱 your 👩‍💼 hair 🙆 and get 🉐 a job 👅🍑🤪 Smoke 🚫 some 😋 fags and play 🎽 some 🌽 pool 🏊 Pretend 🙃 you 👈 never ❌ went 👣 to school 🍯🍵☕🍯🍼☕ But 🍑 still 👠📞 you'll 👈 never ❌ get 🔟 it right 📐 'Cause 💋 when 🍑 you're 👌 laid 😂 in 🍑🙍 bed 😴🛌 at night 🌙 Watching 👁️ roaches climb 📼 the wall 😎🥳🤑 If you 👉🤖 called 📲 your 👉 dad 👨 he 💁‍♂️💁‍♂️💁‍♂️ could 😟 stop ✋ it all 👾 Yeah 😩 Never 🚫 live 😜 like 😄 common 😍😍 people 👶 Never 😅 do 😣 what 💘💦👑 common 🐩 people 👫👨 do 🍆👺 Never 🚫 fail 🚫 like 👍 common 😍😍 people 👨 You'll 😭 never 🚫 watch 👀 your 🌽 life 👊🧬 slide 😏 out 🔍 of view ⛲ And then 🙄 dance 🐲 and drink 🍶 and screw Because 🙆🏽 there's 😹 nothing 💃🏼 else 🙅‍♀️ to do 🤨 Wanna 😌 live 🐙 with common 😍😍 people 👥 like 💖 you 👈 Wanna 😌 live 🐙 with common 🐩 people 👩👨 like 💖 you 🦎 Wanna 🙏 live 💣 with common 🐩 people 👩‍🌾 like 😻👫 you 👏 Wanna 🤘🏻 live 👦 with common 😍😍 people 👫 like 😛 you 🦎 Wanna 💀 live 🐙 with common 😍😍 people 🤥🤫 like 📷 you 👆 Wanna 🙇🙇 live 👦🏻👰🏾👉🏻 with common 🐩 people 👨 like 👧👍 you 👈 I 💁 wanna 💀 live 🐙 with common 🐩 people 👪 like 💗 you 👉 Oh, 😯 la, 🧚 la, 💰 la, 🎶 la 🎶 Oh, 😳 la, 💰💰 la, 💰 la, 💰💰 la 💅 Oh, 😰 la, 🎶 la, 💰 la, 💰 la 🎶 Oh, 🍤 la, 💰💰 la, 🎶 la, 🧚 la 😼 Oh 🦋 you 👉

[Even Flow]

Freezin' 🥶🥶 Rests his 💦 head 💆🗣️ on 🔛 a pillow made 👑 of concrete again 🥳 Oh, 🐦🎉 feelin' Maybe 🤔 he'll 🔙🔙 see 🙈👀 a little 🤏 betters, any 💦 days 🗓️ Oh, 😰 hand 🤟 out 💋 Faces 😃😍 that 🏻 he 👨🏻 sees 👀😲 time ⏳ again ❌😬 ain't ❌ that 😈 familiar Oh, 🚙 dark 🌚 grin 😄 He 📷 can't 👽 help, 😢😬 when 🕗 he's 👨 happy, 😁 he 📷 looks 👀 insane 🍑🤪 Even 🌓 flow, thoughts 💭🤔 arrive 🛬 like 💖 butterflies 😟 Oh, 🦋 he 👨 don't 🚫👎 know, 💭 so he 😳 chases them ➡️😇 away 😂 Oh, 🤔🤔🤗 someday yet ❗❗ he'll 🤴 begin 📦 his 🤜🍖 life 🦧🦧🦂🐴 again 🥳 Life 📅 again, 🥳 life 💓 again ❌ Kneelin' Lookin' 👀👀 through 💸 the paper 🤓 though 💥💭 he 💁‍♂️ doesn't 😚 know 🤔 to read 📖 Oh, 😉😯 prayin' Now 😏 to something 👤❔ that 😷😯 has 👍 never 😅 showed him 💦👱 anything 😫 Oh, 🤔🤔🤗 feelin' Understands the weather 🌡 of the winter's on ⬇️ its way 💅 Oh, 🙀🆗 ceilings Few 😋🔢 and far 🌌 between 👄 all 💯 the legal 💰😋 halls of shame 😳 Even 🌃 flow, thoughts 💭🤔 arrive 🎀 like 💖 butterflies 😟 Oh, 😳 he 👥 don't 🚫 know, 😍 so he 👥👉 chases them 🚼 away 😂 Oh, 🙀 someday yet ✨ he'll 🤴 begin 🔘 his 🙈 life 😀 again 😬 Whispering hands ✋👌🤛 gently 👅 lead 👑 him 👴 away 😂 Him 👴 away, 😇 him 👴 away 👋 Yeah, 🌍 ooh, 🎁➡️➡️👤⬆️ ah 🥶 yeah, 🙌 fuck ⬆️🖕👦🖕 it up 🔝 Even 🌃 flow, thoughts 💭🤔 arrive 🛬 like 👍 butterflies 😟 Oh, 😧😅 he 📷 don't 🙅‍♂️🚫 know, 🚫😱 so he 👨 chases them 😱 away 🔜💨 Ah, 😱 someday yet 👇👀 he'll 👦 begin 🐢 his 🦋🌟❄️ life 🤤💓 again 🤞🤞😎‼️✔️ Whispering hands 👐 gently 👅 lead 👉👌💦 him 👨 away 👋 Him 👴 away, 🥰 him 👴 away 😂😂 Yeah, ✅ ooh 🦗

[Closer]

You 💁 let 👫 me 😏 violate 💯 you 👈🏽 You 😀😊 let 👫 me 🤷🏻‍♂️ desecrate ❌ you 👈 You 💕 let 🙆 me 😰💯 penetrate you 💗 You 😻😻🥵🥵 let 💂 me 👀 complicate you 👈 I 👥 broke 💔 apart 💖💕💓 my 👪👨 insides 💠 (Help 💁 me) 🙋‍♀️ I've 💯 got 🙈 no ✋ soul 😱 to sell 💸 (Help 👏🔈👏🔈 me) 🥺 the only 🤣 thing 🕑 that 👉💀🔕🐑 works 👍🏻 for 👻 me 👊🤰👏 Help 🦎 me 👩🏻 get 5️⃣ away 😂 from 👊 myself 👈 I 💰 wanna 😡 fuck 🍑💦 you 🏼👨 like 💖 an animal 🐯 I 😣🤐 wanna 🌺 feel 😁 you 😊 from 👉 the inside 💠 I 😀 wanna 💀 fuck 👉😉 you 🤟 like 🦊 an animal 🐁 My 😀 whole 💦 existence 😂👌 is flawed You 👈 get 5️⃣ me 😤 closer 🤡➡️ to God 💃 You 👉 can 🔫 have 🈶 my 🏿 isolation You 👉 can 😜 have 🅰️ the hate 😡 that ☑️ it brings 🚶 You 👀👈 can 🔫💦 have 🈶 my 😊 absence of faith 🚫⛪ You 👉👨 can 🙋🔝🏃‍♀️ have 🈶 my 😀 everything 💯 you 🏻👈 tear 🤣 down 🤗 my 💅 reason 🤔 (Help 🦎 me) 🕴🏻 it's your 👉 sex 🍆 I 😊 can 🔫💦 smell 👃 (Help 🦎 me) 😤 you 😊🤟 make 🧃 me 🦶 perfect 😜😚🥰 Help 🦎 me 👩🏻 become 😌 somebody 👤 else 😁 I 🤚🏽 wanna 🎀 fuck 🖕 you 😱🤯😳 like 🌟 an animal 🐔 I 😊 wanna 💀 feel 😁 you 👊 from 🧚‍♀️ the inside 🧑 I 😊😊😊 wanna 😱 fuck 😏 you 😀 like 💓 an animal 🐖 My 🍗 whole 💦 existence 👌 is flawed You 😊😀 get 🉐 me 👩🏻 closer 🤡➡️ to God 🙏🤔 Through 👉⏬ every 😹 forest 🌲 Above 🆙🆙🆙 the trees 🌲 Within 😱 my 😵 stomach 😂🤣 Scraped off 😍 my 🎎 knees 🧎‍♂️🤏 I 👥 drink 🧉🍻🧉🍸 the honey 🐝 Inside 💠 your 🍌👉 hive You 🤟 are the reason 🧐 I 😊 stay 🚉🧍‍♂️ alive 🥴

[Supersonic]

I 🙀 need 👍 to be 😡🐝 myself 😈👑 I 🙋 can't ❌ be 🐝 no ❌ one ☝️ else 😁 I'm 🤩 feeling 😌 supersonic Give 🎁 me 🏻 gin and tonic You 😊🤟 can 🎥 have 😑 it all, 💯 but 🤔 How 💁❓ much 🔥 do 🏆 you ✨🧚🏻💖 want 😍 it? You 🤟 make ✊ me 🚨🏾 laugh 😆😂 Give 👐 me 🤩 your 👉 autograph Can ❌🔫 I 😩 ride 🚲 with you 👈 In 🍝🥫 your 😎 BMW? You 👈🏼 can 💦🔫 sail ⛵ with me 👩🏻 In 👉 my 😅 yellow 🚸 submarine You 👈 need 😬 to find 🔍👤 out 😜 'Cause 😛🤓 no 👎 one's 🩱 gonna 🎁➡️➡️👤⬆️ tell 🗣️🙊 you 💞👑✨ what 🤷🚟 I'm 👌 on 🔛 about ✨ You 😶 need 👍 to find 👀🔍 a way 😤✋ For 🎅🎁 what 😦 you 👦 wanna 🤕 say 😝 But 🍑🙋 before 😂 tomorrow 📆 'Cause 💋 my 🧚 friend 😀 said 💬 he'd take 🤲🏻 you 😊 home 🏚 He 💁‍♂️ sits in 📥 a corner 🌽 all 🙄🙅‍♀️ alone 👥 He 📷 lives 👤👈💓 under 😀 a waterfall Nobody 🙅 can 😳 see 👀 him 👴 Nobody 🙄 can 🧠 ever 😠 hear 👂 him 😧 call 🥣 Nobody 😯 can 🥫 ever 😤 hear 👂 him 👌😂💕 call 🤙 You 🙌 need 👉 to be 2️⃣0️⃣2️⃣1️⃣ yourself 💁👈 You 😊 can't 🚫 be 😳 no 🏾 one 🦴 else 🏿😩 I ☝️ know 🙅‍♂️🤕🤷 a girl 👨‍👩‍👧‍👧 called 🔳 Elsa She's 🍑🍑🍑🍑🍑 into 👉 Alka-Seltzer She 👧 sniffs it through 🧑‍⚖️ a cane 🍭 On 🔛 a supersonic train 🚂💨🦵💧🦵 And she 👩 makes 🖕 me 👧 laugh 😂 I 😢👨 got 📷 her 👩 autograph She 🥰 done ‼️ it with the doctor 👨‍⚕ On 🔛 a helicopter 🚁 She's 👩🏾 sniffing in 😛 a tissue Selling The Big 🤤😩 Issue 😭 And she 👩 finds 🔍 out 😜🚪 No 🙅🚫 one's 💚 gonna 💪💪 tell 📟 her 🙄🙄🧐 what 👀🤷🏻‍♀️ I'm 🙉😂 on 🧐😛😔😔😔 about 🧚‍♀️ You 😊 need ✊😇 to find 👀 a way 🤚 For 🍆🔜 what 😦 you 👈 wanna 😱 say 😫 But 🍑 before 😴 tomorrow 📆 'Cause 🔫 my 👸 friend 👩👨 said 💬 he'd take 😀👀 you 👈 home 👪👪👪 He 📷 sits in 🕺 a corner ◼️ all 💯 alone 😢 He 👥 lives 💓 under 😡 a waterfall Nobody 😯 can 💸🔫 see 😌 him 👴 Nobody 🙅 can 💦💦 ever 🤔 hear 👂 him 👨 call 😠 Nobody 🙅🤐 can 🦎 ever 😠 hear 👂 him 🤭 call 📞

[Heart-Shaped Box]

She 🤠💕 eyes 👀 me 🥰 like 💖 a Pisces 🐟 when ⏰ I 👄💦💦💦🦾 am 👩‍👧👨‍👧‍👧 weak 👶 I've 😊 been 🏼 locked 🔐🔏 inside 👸👆 your ⚠️ heart-shaped box 📦 for 🤡 weeks I've 🙋 been 👦 drawn into 🚪 your 💦 magnet tar pit trap 🙊 I 😊 wish 😜🙏 I 🚫 could 🔮 eat 🍔👅 your 📉 cancer ♋ when 😀 you 😊🤟 turn 🔄 black ⚫ Hey 😡 Wait ✋✋ I 💋🐛 got 👍 a new 🚡 complaint Forever 😻 in ⬇️ debt to your 🌊 priceless advice 👏 Hey 🎆🎊 Wait ⌚ I 👇 got 🉐 a new 👌 complaint Forever 🕗💗 in 🎻📯🎺 debt to your 👉 priceless advice 👏 Hey 👋 Wait 😳😽 I 🤫 got 📷 a new 😮👶 complaint Forever 😪😭 in 💆 debt to your 🏻 priceless advice 👏 Your ✨ advice 👏 Meat-eating orchids forgive no 🙅 one 1️⃣ just 😂 yet 😇 Cut ❓😱 myself 😉 on 🔛🏿 angel 😇 hair 💇 and baby's breath 🐙👄 Broken 💔 hymen of Your 👈 Highness, I'm 🤧 left 👈🌰 black ⚫ Throw 🥴 down ⤵️ your 👉😩 umbilical noose so I 😈 can 😜 climb 🧗‍♂️ right 📷 back 👉 Hey 👋🏻 Wait 🚏 I 😌 got 😂 a new 🆕 complaint Forever 🕗💗 in 💘😜 debt to your 🍌👉 priceless advice 👏 Hey 👋 Wait 🚏 I 😊 got 💕 a new 🥝🥝 complaint Forever 🕐🕔🕤 in 🚮 debt to your 🖕🏼 priceless advice 👏 Hey 👋❗🏾 Wait 🙇😯 I 😊 got 🔌 a new 😱 complaint Forever 🕐🕔🕤 in 🔚 debt to your 😇 priceless advice 👏 Your 👉 advice 👏 She 🤷🐰 eyes 🤩 me 🤓 like 🌸 a Pisces ♓ when 💕 I 🤢 am ⌚ weak 👶 I've 🤩 been ✳️🚗😘 locked 🔐🔏 inside 💠 your 👉 heart-shaped box 🎁 for ⌛ weeks I've 😔🧚‍♂️✨👧 been 💴🥜 drawn into 👉 your 👉 magnet tar pit trap 🙊 I 😀 wish 🚘 I 👥❌ could 🤔 eat 🍔 your 👉 cancer 🦀 when 📷 you 😚 turn 🦷 black 🖤 Hey 😠 Wait 🙇😯 I 🙀 got 🏻😩 a new ❤️ complaint Forever 😪😭 in 🙈 debt to your 👉🏽 priceless advice 👏 Hey 🙋 Wait ✋✋ I 🙋 got 🉐 a new 💇‍♀️ complaint Forever 🕗💗 in 👉 debt to your 😡👉 priceless advice 👏 Hey 👋❗🏾 Wait ⌚ I 😛 got 💦 a new 😮👶 complaint Forever 🕐🕔🕤 in 😜👌 debt to your 🥺 priceless advice 👏 Your 👉 advice 👏 Your 🕺 advice 👏 Your 👉 advice 👏

[Parklife]

Confidence 🧚🏻💞✨ is a preference for 🤦 the habitual voyeur Of what 👏 is known 💫 as (Parklife) And morning 🌅 soup 🎾🍜 can 🥫 be 😖 avoided If you 😊 take 👀 a route 🙃🙂 straight 📏 through 🪀 what 😦 is known 💫 as (Parklife) John's got 😩 brewer's droop He 📷 gets 🉐 intimidated by 😓 the dirty pigeons They 👩‍👩‍👦‍👦 love 😍 a bit 😁 of him 👴 (Parklife) Who's 😈 that ❗🎢 gut 🤤 lord 👑 marching 🌲 You 👉 should 💘👶 cut 😣 down ⏬ on 😼 your 👌 pork 🐖 life 💓 mate Get 🉐 some 👨💭 exercise 🙆‍♂ All 😉 the people 🧑‍🤝‍🧑 So many ❔ people 😣👥 And they 💁 all 🥺 go 🦗 hand-in-hand Hand-in-hand through 👉⏬ their 👥 parklife Know 💭 what 🧡💛 I 😊 mean? 👀👅 I 🤢 get 🔟 up 👍 when 🔜 I ✨ want 🥞 Except 😮 on 😳 Wednesdays When 💁🏻 I 🐑🙏 get 5️⃣ rudely awakened by 😃 the dustmen (Parklife) I 😀 put 😏 my 😖 trousers 👖 on, 🔛🔛 have 🔵😤 a cup ☕ of tea ☕ And I 👀 think 🤔💭 about 🤔 leaving the house 🛖🏚️ (Parklife) I 🐑😎 feed 🍴 the pigeons, I 🎧 sometimes 🕐 feed 🍆 the sparrows too 🧍‍♀️ It gives 😚 me 🔒 a sense 💰 of enormous well-being (Parklife) And then 🥵 I'm 😈 happy 😊 for 🍆🔜 the rest 😪 of the day 🌸💞 Safe 🌺 in 👮 the knowledge 📖 there 😱😳 will 🍭🔵🎷 always 🧢 be ➡️ A bit ▪️ of my 👈 heart 🖤 devoted to it All 🟣 the people 👨 So many 👬 people 👩👫 And they 👩‍👩‍👦‍👦 all 😢🙍 go 🦗 hand-in-hand Hand-in-hand through 🧑‍⚖️ their ⭕ parklife Parklife (Parklife) Parklife (Parklife) It's got 👏 nothing 🚫 to do 👌 with Vorsprung durch Technik, you 👊 know? 💭👅💭 (Parklife) (Parklife) and it's not ✖️ about 💦 you 👈 joggers Who 💁 go ❤️ round ⭕ and round 🔁 and round 🔁 (Parklife) (Parklife)

I hate myself

(oh yeah, edit: I obviously did not write all this myself, a bot did it instead because I'm not very efficient)

[slimeylee]

🪲🧃 || pinned -- # introduction post . *

The Whole " Being Dead " Thing

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❝ Hey , folks ! Beggin' your pardon !

'Scuse me ! Sorry to barge in ~

Now let's skip the tears and start on

The whole , y'know ... bein' dead thing ! ❞ /lyr

## last updated ;; march 19 , 2024 ,,

my blog introduction . . . remade !

this blog is a semi - tickle , semi [ normal ] blog .

♡ ‧˚⊹ ❝ Ready ? Okay ! Hi ! I'll be your guide !

I'll be your G-U-I-D-E to the other side ! ❞ /lyr

๋ ࣭ ⭑ 🧷 ABOUT ME

⚝ . * || names i go by are ;;

— slime

— loser

— les / leslie

— kenny

i steal most of my names from my favs :3

nicknames are okay , but i prefer them from closer moots only .

* . ^ i am a minor & my birthday is on april 1st . NSFW & 20+ DNI + DNF . 20+ & sfw are free to int .

please do not be weird and also do not dm if over 20 preferably please n tyy

⟡ i identify as asexual

i use they / he / fae / ze / it pronouns .

you do not have to use my neopronouns . at the least just use they or he

๋ ࣭ ⭑ 🧷 BYF

— i am unhealthily obsessed with my fandoms and characters . and i will post about them daily .

— i make kys / kms jokes . they're never serious / gen

— slurs . i say FAGGOT and FAG a lot . its all / lh i swear

— i have a very difficult time reading tone . please dont misuse or overuse tone tags but use them .

— i get attached to people easily so i might talk to u a lot

— i am not usually dry but i will try to match peoples energy most of the time !!!

— i use emoticons !! and i often talk in caps

— i have a typing quirk ( spaces before punctuation ) n im also either VERY GOOD or very bAD with spelling theres no in between .

i also never use grammar i hope you never expect me to use grammar

๋ ࣭ ⭑ 🧷 DNI / DNF

— basic dni criteria . [ this includes but is not limited to ;; racist , homophobic , transphobic , ableist , proship / comship , etc . ]

— nsfw or primarily nsfw blogs

— 20+ blogs that are nsfw

— tickle kinks / fetishisers

— people who misuse tone indicators

— extra sensitive people cuz i make insensitive jokes sometimes . im also a helluva boss , hazbin hotel , and south park fan so

— wilbur soot , dteam fans

— i love talking abt my fixations and fandoms PLS TALK TO ME ABT M FANDOMS also im so sorry if i post a lot abt a singular topic its just bcus im rly excited abt them . or it or whatever it rly is

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ [ are you still reading ? maybe leave a follow .. im pretty kewl rite ?! :3 ]

๋ ࣭ ⭑ 🧷 FANDOMS

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- south park

- the amazing digital circus

- hazbin hotel

- helluva boss

- dsmp / mcyt

✮ these are fandoms that I will write for !

๋ ࣭ ⭑ 🧷 TAGS

#slimey-thinks ;; my thoughts

#slimey-selfrbs ;; self reblogs

#slimeyLER ;; ler mood

#slimeyLEE ;; lee mood

#slimeySWITCH ;; switch mood 😭

#slimey-reblogs ;; reblogs

#slimey-asks ;; asks

#slimey-art ;; my drawings

#slimey-fics ;; my fanfics

#slimey-ficlets ;; short fics / oneshots ( ? )

๋ ࣭ ⭑ 🧷 CHARACTERS I WON'T WRITE FOR

tadc __

— I can write for them all I think I might not accept a ton of requests for certain characters . I think the only ones Id have trouble w is bubble and NPCs

hazbin hotel characters __

— valentino - self explanatory

— lilith - dont know enough abt her

helluva boss characters __

— stella - self explanatory

— mammon - self explanatory

— verosika's team [ -vortex maybe ] - dont know enough abt them

south park characters __

— I'll write for most if not all sp characters but I do prefer to write for the kids over the adults

dsmp members / characters __

— dream

— wilbur

— punz

— georgenotfound

— sapnap

and any characters unlisted you can request , ill let you know if i will do the req and or if im adding a new character to one of these lists

๋ ࣭ ⭑ 🧷 WHAT I WILL WRITE

for tickle fics :

— pinning down ( no tying )

— feathers , wings , nails , hands .

— ALL SFW

— angst

— fluff

— hurt / comfort

— ships romantic and platonic

๋ ࣭ ⭑ 🧷 EXTRA

i like to roleplay !! but i am rusty so bare with me ok

i love drawing and i like to sing :3

i also used to play gacha club / gacha life 2 a lot

anddd thats pretty much it :3 ty for reading and make sure to FOLLOW ME i am very cool .

maybe

♡ ‧˚⊹ ❝ See , I wasn't kidding , its a show about death ! ❞ /lyr

[bigassbowlingballhead]

I remember that Jenna/Nick day. He clearly thought he looked like some het stud surrounded by women, but he just came off as the gay bestie spending the day with the girls! Very TZP at Sabrina's all-girl sleepover #bothareoneofthegirls

something something fags of a feather

[ducknotinarow]

[CharlieRhodes] "Hey, it's alright. I'm here for you."

| 💜💜💜 --- 'I love you' Sentence Starters;

It wasn't really a secret that Rhode and his step mother Karine just did not like one another. Anyone could see it when ever Rhodes how to mention having a step-mother or how she just seemed to hate the mere fact Rhodes existed. Sometime Rhodes was positive Karine assumed his Dad would just dip of of Rhode's life, so when he didn't? Guess it was Rhodes fault least that's how she made it out to be since he felt like he was coastally being punished. At most Rhode's didn't let her have the satisfaction of getting under his feathers. In truth she hardly phased him ever since her whole ploy to see off his stuff after whispering into his father ear about it being a distraction from school. Rhodes felt it made it extremely clear.

And in truth? Rhodes was fine with the mutual understanding that they didn't like each other. A lot of what she said never really got to him much he just tuned her out. HE found ways to not deal with her directly as much as possible making excuses for being out late enough so he ate dinner alone once home. If he was lucky she bother to leave food aside for him. Mostly he was on his own. It why this trip to the beach with his boyfriends sounded great.

Let him get away from her mostly, in truth Rhodes hadn't really been feeling much like well Rhodes. His mother noticed it right away when he came to her place so it be easier for Charlie to pick him up from there then they could head to Buddy's place. Of course, he insisted he was fine. Laid back as always Rhodes should have been born a duck with how much he like to act as if stuff just rolled right off his back. Rhodes had hoped being with his mom would get him out from the funk it didn't. Charlie picked him up and Rhode opted to 'up' his usual self. Throwing out a playful remark to Buddy's dad Richard that he was going to turn those grey's white if he worried anymore.

Rhodes regrated it the second he said it.

How could he be so stupid? Richard was a great guy very chill and nice to him. Hell they talked all about coffee and food together he honestly thought Richard was cool. So he shows that respect with a comment like that? Rhodes had decided to sit in the back seat after, framing car sickness. They had see his weak stomach in action before after all. Driving into the beach town he hope his thoughts would just clear right out as he stared up at the roof of the car. Bu he could still hear that bitches voice. Like a trapped echo in his mind on repeat. He already knew how she felt about Rhodes when it came to him being gay after all. as if she needed another reason to dislike him he dared to be gay on top of it all. Karine might be a bitch but she wasn't a stupid one. While she was a stupid bitch just not in that sense. she seemed on to Rhodes relationship with Buddy and Charlie even before things were official between the three of them. Just the comments she would make about him was one thing already. When he spend the night at one of their places or have them over at his mom's. Hell the one time Buddy came and stayed in Duckberge.

'Is it really a sleep over when your a fag?'

'Do your friends know you like boys? it doesn't make them uncomfortable. I would be uncomfortable sleeping near a faggot that might touch me well I slept.'

Rhodes squeezed his eyes shut trying to tune out her stupid voice. He knew that wasn't true none of it was true after all they were dating. Didn't mean it didn't effect him even just a little bit. And yet? He could handle her stupid mouth running and making such jumps about him. That's just it him.

'Oh so the three of you are going a trips...as friends?' the way she sneered when she had said 'Friends'. Sure his mother knew, his mother was very happy to embrace her gay son. One of those moms that went to pride events and offered mom hugs. Or wearing a shirt that said my son is gay.

He really did love her.

The polar opposite of his step-monster.

The car finally pulled to a stop and Rhodes took a moment to finally sit up eyeing the gas station, something about getting gas, good chance for a bathroom break getting some food even. Or what Rhodes was craving the most? A good drag from his vape. Rhodes couldn't recall if he said a single word to either of his boyfriends before he opened the door and walked away. Buddy was still dealing with the ban on smoking they were put on by their dad's so he walked a ways from the rest stop near what was clearly once a pay phone. Said phone having been ripping out and now just empty. Well almost empty seems it was now a trash can with the random assortment of junk inside. Rhode fished in his pocket tell he found his pen and put it to his beak. that first taste seemed to really help clam his building nerves.

Rhodes wasn't worked up over the stuff she said about him he was used to that. He shouldn't be. He was annoyed by what she seemed to think of his boyfriends. As if that was news that night when they all gathered for a lot of them came out as being queer after all.

No it was when she pulled Erin in to the mix.

'I better not caught my daughter getting any funny ideas after being around a bunch of faggots. Always turning everyone around them into one themself.'

He blew out a cloud of smoke and let his eyes close, trying to shut that out. It wasn't so much what she, though maybe it slightly was. It was more so the dread he felt like this over looming constant threat the more and more comfortable she got with making comments about him, his relationships even, he wasn't to okay with what she said about him turning Erin gay but whatever. Like a knife hung over his head he wondered when she would finally out him to his dad.

Rhodes eyes opened when he heard Charlie come to get him because they were all set to get back on the road. "Yeah, okay, sounds good." Rhodes stated suddenly as he tool one more drag. "Might need to drive with the windows down. Don't think Buddy is all that's fine around the vaping just yet." Of course that might have been enough to seel that Rhodes isn't fine something Charile points out when asking.

Rhodes really didn't want to bring down the vibe of the trip but guess he couldn't really keep it all to himself either. But he guesses it might be better to tell both his boyfriend's about.

"I am not no." Rhodes confesses "I had a bit of a run in with Karine the other day that's still pissing me off." Not a lie but not fully what was getting to him.

"Hey, it's alright. I'm here for you."

Rhodes breaths out a laugh and offers a smile towards Charlie. "Yeah I know Charlie, I promise a bit more time laying in the back of the car and I'll tell you what's up okay?" He knows Charlie won't push, wasn't his style. "I also think you shoild carry me back to the car I'm clearly dying from car sickness." He jokes a bit.

It dosent solve his worry but dose feel nice to remember he isn't alone.

Unlike how he felt his home life might become. If Karine could convince his dad to seel off what made him happy? What would she get his dad to agree with when she outted Rhodes?

[lesbiandarvey]

do u think marcus went to boxing camp? how did their parents treat them differently

OHHHHH YESSSS okay we’ve talked about this

so like, short answer no i dont think gordon sent marcus to boxing camp

so i think harvey’s dad sent harvey to boxing camp to straighten him out and toughen him up. i think harvey was a very… “sensitive” kid he liked baking with his mom and wearing her feather boa and putting on elaborate flamboyant dance numbers as a kid in her heels and gordon… noticed all that. and gordon knew that harvey needed to toughen up and fly straight and he sent him to boxing camp . and i dont even mean that in a homophobic way like im not at all saying gordon was thinking “no son of mine is gonna be a fag” i just mean in a way like gordon thought harvey needed to be trained how to fight and protect himself and toughen up at the same time

i also imagine harvey as like this scrawny little weakling kid who maybe was getting in fights or getting beat up a lot at school so i also think there was something there. also like how harvey and marcus were raised differently like harvey had to be the “man of the house” when gordon was gone, its all very daddy lessons beyoncé gordon said “take care of your mother watch out for your sister” etc yknow and there was some parentification of how harvey had to take over a leadership position in the household (even long before he knew about the infidelity) and yknow harvey was raised to be a Real Man whereas marcus was just raised to be a person