#flipphones my love

[keykidpilipili]

WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE ADVENT CHILDREN PHONE IS REAL AND WAS THE PLATEFORM BEFORE CRISIS WAS CREATED FOR

[sealdeer]

first rule of riding in a car at night is to take as many flash photos as possible

[moth-flowers]

[cyber444angel]

DO U HAVE GAMES ON UR PHONE DO U HAVE GAMES ON UR PHONE DO U HAVE GAMES ON UR PHONE DO U HAVE GAMES ON UR PHONE DO U HAVE GAMES ON UR PHONE DO U HAVE GAMES ON UR PHONE DO U HAVE GAMES ON UR PHONE DO U HAVE GAMES ON UR PHONE????????????

[therandomhalfrussian]

Polls on tumblr is the worst thing ever for me; just because my phone is too old to update tumblr. It’s the same in a lot of things actually, I don’t think I have any new updates on any apps I know... Some apps I can’t even download (*ahem* twitter) and I’ve come to realise that maybbeeee I need a new phone.

The thing is that my current phone still works properly. The screen is still whole and the sound quality is still good. Yes it kicks me out of apps if I use the app for longer than 15 minutes, yes it freezes randomly for minutes at a time, yes sometimes the side buttons don’t work but it still works??? Newer phones are so fragile too!

I can still do what I need to do so it feels like such a waste to buy a new one? Anyone else have this problem with stuff?

[aria0fgold]

Thinkin bout Kaito being in p5 this time. Like, the Stuff bout him being there. Like, his arcana and palace and shadow and his persona??? possibly? Ngl tho, even if he does get a persona of his own, he won't really be able to use that. He won't even be able to join the Phantom Thieves at all cuz he's got his own Problems to deal with and knowing him???? He's gonna tackle those problems on his own (hate that for him. affectionately. i love him but also kaito pls).

Kaito is a very 'I'd rather be the only one in danger than endanger the people I care bout' person. If he ever found out bout the identities of the Phantom Thieves he's just gonna make it a point for the two of em to do their own stuff, Phantom Thieves with the heart stealing, Kaito with the gem stealing. So I think he won't get a persona in that universe. He'll just get a palace and a shadow, not sure bout an arcana and being one of the confidants in it. Maybe? He can have either the magician arcana or whichever arcana is like the opposite of death.

It's cuz of how in dcmk, there's a thing where (not sure if it's an anime only thing or if it was in the manga too) whenever Kaito has a heist and practically whenever he's around, no one gets murdered. It's cuz of the fact that wherever Conan goes, there's Always a case happening (mostly a murder case, other characters have even noticed that in the beginning and commented on it too which is pretty funny). But when Conan is in a KID heist, no murders happen, so it became like a thing where Kaito just cancels out whatever death god energy Conan has.

Anyway all that to say, Kaito fits a "life" kind of arcana if there isn't one then magician! (I don't know the arcanas well yet...) Also funny to think bout how the Phantom Thieves stealing Kaito's heart as like, a form of therapy that can most likely solve at least Some of his problems.

[wifkin]

i need to be more serious about using my flip phone (my real phone with sim card in it) and stop lugging my smartphone around it defeats the purposr and makes me look like the biggest loser on planet earth and/or a drug dealer

[jellyskink]

The Doc is OUT (For the day.)

"Callie I'm home! And I got you a treeaattt~!"

Irene's voice rang through her studio apartment with a mix of excitement and weariness. She was finally done with work for the day, seeing her child was what she was looking forward to the most after today.

(Hm... I don't see her waiting for me at the door as usual, where could she be?)

Unceremoniously kicking off her shoes next to door, she tosses her jacket onto her sofa, after which she follows suit onto.

Today was just like any other, day in and day out from the medical office. The same car troubles, the same usual bickering with Mr. Ibis, the same dang stress of worrying how soon the world as she knew it was going to end, but on top of it all off, she had another appointment with Dr. Stanford Filbrick Pines that day.

(I just don't get that guy. Nothing about his lifestyle or even state of being makes sense! This is the first time in my entire career I can't figure out SOME kind of pattern with my patient.)

Dr. Pine's entire situation confused her, and the cherry on top was that his medical records were just as confusing and a mess to figure out.

(I just don't get it, there's such a wide gap of time between any kind of medical logs that have information on Dr.Pines. It's almost like he went MISSING for a while in his life.)

Thinking about this all really made her headache worse. Her hands reached up to her temples as she began to massage them gently. It didn't help much, but it was better than nothing.

Irene found herself sighing loudly as an adorably unearthly meow rang in her ear and she felt an otherworldly ball of fur lay on her head.

"mRrowww..."

"Daww hello my little angel! I missed you so much!"

Her hands immediately went from her own to the incomprehensiblely adorable ball of fur that gave her so much reason in her life. She was her baby, her adorable little cat Calamari.

Calamari happily purred in response to Irene's affection. Irene knew she was a walking trope of a lonely cat lady who treated her cat like her own flesh and blood, but she didn't care. Calamari was really the only family she had right now, and the foolish trope was one that was lame anyway.

"Guess what? I got you a treat while I was out today! It's your favorite! A tuna flavored cat biscuit!"

Reaching into her pocket, Irene revealed the cat biscuit to her fluffy friend. Before she had the chance to unwrap it, she felt it dematerialize from her hand like it was going out of style.

"Haha! I knew you'd love it! You're so cute!!"

Alright so Callie rarely ate with her mouth and preferred to absorb most food items into her third eye. It wasn't normal but it was very much still adorable! Even if staring into said eye for too long made you space out and question life for twenty minutes.

Calamari happily rubbed her head onto Irene's hand after finishing her treat.

(I know there isn't a ton of reliable studies that show animals such as cats can thank people, but Callie's a smart kitty, I'm sure she knows how! It definitely wouldn't be the weirdest thing she could do. Hmm, it is getting pretty late now, I should probably get dinner taken care of, I'm pretty hungry right now myself.)

With a sigh and movements as graceful as she could, she picked up Calamari and cradled her as she reached for her phone and opened up her flipphone.

(I... really don't feel like cooking today. You know what? I'm going to splurge and get takeout tonight.

But what? Chinese? No I need to watch my sodium intake... Spaghetti Bolognese from that one Italian restaurant a couple blocks down? Tempting as that is one of my favorite foods, and the owner does owe me a couple of favors themselves, but then again I get that a lot, I don't want to get tired of it by accident...)

Calamari flopped around in her arms playfully as she contemplated what she wanted to eat.

(Ah of course! Why didn't I think of it sooner! Pizza! It isn't the healthiest choice either, but I could seriously go for it right now! Now where did I put that one pizza place's number...)

After what felt like eternity waiting for her pizza delivery order, Irene heard a knock on the door as she opened it. The pizza she ordered placed politely on top of her cat shaped doormat, looking as much as a treasure as an ancient relic in the moment.

(Gotta say I'm glad I'm able to pay by card for this... I'm really not in the mood to talk right now to anyone.)

Happily taking the pizza into her home, Irene flopped down onto her couch, Calamari immediately following suit.

The pizza was as delectable as ambrosia in that moment. The crust was perfectly golden brown and spiced with italian seasoning, the sauce was the perfect balance of sweet and savory, spiced to perfection, and the cheese and pepperoni on top was the perfect way to end the wonderful layers of the pizza pie. And was that basil added on top? It was!!

The pizza was cut into squares, triangle pizza at least for the past year wasn't very popular with establishments or certain people, especially if it was just a cheese pizza, but that didn't matter at all to Irene.

Before she knew it Irene found herself eating the entire pizza, sharing some of the cheese and pepperoni with Calamari since that was her favorite part to eat.

(Ah I didn't mean to indulge so much tonight... well you know what? It was delicious! Who knows how long it's been since I last ate a nice meal that WASN'T something from the hospital cafeteria...)

Calamari at this point was sleeping next to Irene on the couch, satisfied and happily napping.

(Daw... I'm glad she liked it too, thank goodness the ingredients in this are alright to give to her in moderation, I have trouble saying no to my darling little Calamari!)

Noticing the time, Irene decided it was time to get ready for bed. There were patients to see and work for her to do tomorrow.

(I really want to wear my comfiest and favorite pajamas tonight, where are they? I know I washed them and had them in my pile of clean laundry on my bed... aha! Here they are!)

Irene quickly threw on her favorite pajamas, an oversized nightshirt with the words "Live, Laugh, CatMom" printed on it in cursive accompanyed by a silly picture of a cat Irene absolutely adored. Paired with it were her flowy and comfortable pajama bottoms, decorated with pictures of cats with silly mustaches.

(Finally done for the day, I really should fold my laundry and put it away... Ehhh I'll do it tomorrow. For now I'll just put the clothes and the basket on my dinnertable.)

Nighttime quickly began to set as Irene sat at her worn down antique vanity desk. The stars were beautiful at this hour, glittering throughout the night, they were one of the only things that stayed consistent and normal in Irene's life.

(Geez, no matter how many times I look at myself in the mirror I can't help but notice how quickly time passes. Stress really isn't doing your already awkward looks any favors... Maybe I need to change up my look again? But how?

Maybe I should get back into trying to learn makeup and more "modern" fashion... Or maybe a new haircut? Maybe not that latter option, I'm quite happy with my bob, it's certainly been easier to care for my hair lately, and I'm not sure I could pull off anything shorter or more... "Adventurous.")

"Mrrroww??" With a quick leap, Calamari jumped onto the desk, knocking over a few cosmetics, toiletries, and photos while doing so.

"Woah! Careful my dear! Haha you always seem to know when something is bothering me..."

*Sigh* "I suppose I'm just worried about myself again is all. You know me, whenever I'm not worrying about how I look, I worry about my work."

(I guess I just, never expected my life to go this way I suppose. Cipher really did throw a wrench into a lot of my plans in life. I mean, did anyone expect any of this to happen? I'm ashamed to admit I was arrogant in the beginning, I believed this all couldn't be possible, that it'd be solved soon if anything, I believed it couldn't cause as much problems and dangers to the world as it did...)

"You know what they say, every rose has it's thorn, although I certainly feel like I have more thorns than rose sometimes..."

(I'll never forget my first reaction to being sent out as a part of the group of doctors to help the people evacuating Gravity Falls. There was so much panic, so much chaos, and some of the wounds I had to patch up weren't anything you'd ever normally deal with even if you worked in the ER.

It almost seemed unreal, that any moment someone would say "cut" and it would end like a movie.)

(It's these kind of moments of panic that really make me childishly wish that the world of medical science was as simple as we believed it was as kids, that all it really took was being rushed to the infirmary, some rest, a bandaid, and some care to heal whatever was hurting somone.)

(But that wasn't how things were. It was much more complicated than that, and the kicker was that you always held your patient's life in your line like a tether. Whenever that tether broke and you couldn't help fix it no matter how hard you tried, having to tell the patient's family their loved one was gone... It's almost too much to bear sometimes.)

"I'm so thankful I have you though Callie, I really think you're one of the only good things to come out of this mess and into my life."

"Woof!"

"Haha!! That's a new one! You never cease to surprise me girl! That and the weird things you sometimes bring me home..."

(When she was younger it was normal stuff like mice, small birds, and insects. Nowadays it was much more... weird. When it wasn't something like a gnome panicking for it's life or an eyebat, it was random items.)

(At first it was pretty normal, like a sparkly pink ribbon probably used to tie up hair or something, black nail polish, or what I'm assuming is someone's art project for pins of what I'm guessing is a top hat and bow tie??)

(Then it became weirder and more varied. For example, she once brought home a weird plush that resembles Dr. Pines in a way. That one in particular was odd because I don't think I've ever seen Dr. Pines smile in such a showboating way, let alone wear anything that wasn't of any semblance to "his muse". The suit seemed normal but the fez was definitely the weirdest thing.)

(Most recently she brought home some kind of sentient gummy lizard-snake thing. It had jumped out of my hands when I had tried to take it outside to release it, and I still haven't found it to this day. Sometimes I swear spot it moving around somewhere from the corner of my eye while I'm at home...)

"Anyways, how about we head to bed? I know I'm tired today after an exhausting day!"

(I'll clean up my vanity later, it's certainly getting way too late for me to be up at this hour...)

With that, Irene promptly headed to bed with Calamari following in tow. She promptly fell asleep quickly after laying her head down, despite wanting to spend some more time thinking about things.

Unbeknownst to her though, up high in a corner of the wall of her apartment, was a cute little housespider sitting on it's web.

Of course the next morning Calamari would be found by Irene playing with this exact spider.

A cute little spider, with a strange pattern that strangely looked like a certain evil dorito with an eye. :)

(I'm really glad you and others liked my cringey fanfiction! It definitely surprised me and had me smiling ear to ear!

I hope you don't mind I kinda winged it with Oleander's character. I thought she kinda gave off the vibes of a tomboy/tomboy in her youth while also the vibes of the "determined doctor" trope. Hopefully this doesn't clash with your actual ideas for her? I love the idea too of her being a dorky cat lady too lol.

I seriously loved the details you made about Calamari! I thought it'd be funny if her teleporting power also let her travel dimensions for funsies, because imagine all of the mischief she could cause! Especially if she likes to steal Bill and Ford's stuff the most lmaoo.)

I LOVE cat mom Oleander!! And Calamari stealing stuff from other universes? PERFECT. I DEEPLY hope she steals things from other AU Fords!

And, Ford. Honey. Baby. Calamari isn't the reason you lost the cat show.

(I think I'll call this ask fiction! I'll put these in that tag, for those who want to find them again!! c: )

[victor-cartoons]

educating myself or something like that

Bands like these help me get my feet on the ground and stop being jealous of the scene kids of the time because it was genuinely a dark time if you were a minor and just wanted to be part of a group of other rejected kids like you. like in those times there were the pioneers of what we know today as SH/EDTWT, or the self-sexualization of young people was something very normalized whether you were just any kid or a celebrity (young people in those times who were singers or famous were literally sexually exploited in some way, remember Nickelodeon, for example) (also on the Internet, any child could access it and if there was no parental supervision, whether it was on the family computer or if the child had his own computer or flipphone, I can't imagine how many were manipulated into sending photos, or the children who only did it to get attention or to look for something that felt similar to love.)

It's just insane.

like us baby scenes/scenemos talk about how great the community is, the music, the fashion, etc etc, but we need to talk about this more. We need to talk about safety, we need to talk about how dangerous it was before, there are no more celebrities that are going to manipulate us? Maybe, shit, we are worshipping something that is old, It is no longer fashionable, mainstream, but if there is a resurgence, we must not let things like what BOTDF was happen again.

[bennett-bloody]

old tech that i want to get and why

Ipod nano- i had an ipod touch growing up but never an iPod. I love music and old tech plus I think transferring mp3s is fun. I in particular like the gens 4/5 bc of the size and buttons

2. Portable cd player- dont have a particular one in mind but I have some CDs plus wanna collect more and I have a speaker cd player but want one to listen alone.

3. Portable dvd player- I have some DVDs but wanna collect some more. Plus there's many movies and shows not on streaming. I also think portable DVD players r the coolest

4. not old per say because id be getting one with social media and stuff but a flipphone. Im addicted 2 my phone plus I think having a flip phone would b so cool

5. Ds lite- i wanna play gameboy and ds games on it and I have a dsi but that only plays ds games

[slocumjoe]

Love your work, really encapsulates the various companions.

Love to see how the companions should react to a companion who either collects a bunch of prewar stuff or just gives them a bunch of little goofy gifts all the time.

Romanced or not, either is fine I think this works well for all of the companions.

(because some of us show effection like crows and give our friends and loved ones little stupid things that make us think of them.)

This was one of the first requests I got, which means it's been a while, so thank you for your patience 💕

Anyway more of my X6-88 is a grumpy, prickly little asshole propaganda

Companions and an Old World antiques collector/magpie person

Cait; always owned only what she could have on her person, so someone who just...has shit, seemingly because they found it shiny, is alien. Even more so once they start trying to share. That's when she freaked out. People don't give Cait shit unless they're looking for something in exchange. If ever convinced that no, this is a present with no strings attached, Cait is even more weirded out. Over time, will come to understand that this, like, a peace offering thing. Oh, alright, it's like cats bringing you mice. Got it. Might start returning the favor, so long as they're okay with small-scale stuff she can easily find.

Codsworth; Panic. Feels an obligation to take very good care of whatever they give him. Will make meticulous spaces for the gifts. Ends up basically playing Barbie with it all. Puts it on pillows, always dusts them, carefully arranges them in ways that he thinks would make the items happiest. Gets nervous if other people even look at their trinkets, or the gifts they've given him. It doesn't help that everything is an antique.

Curie; One of the companions who's doing the same thing. She's curious, she wants to see all there is of the world. Sometimes that means hoarding little baubles. Loves round and shiny things. Their collecting doesn't faze her, nor does the gifting; it's how many things they find. Curie has trinkets, but they...they have a treasure trove. Where are they finding this stuff? Legally, she hopes?

Danse; Doesn't mean to, but ends up treating them as, like...a bloodhound for historical items. Go, boy, go find a pre-historic flipphone from the 2000s! Danse himself is a tip-tappy puppy when bygone technology is involved. Getting presents though...different story. Unless it's tech, something for him to use, he's uncomfortable. Not extremely, like in any other situation where someone expresses affection towards him, but enough he recoils and blinks the first time.

Deacon; Whatever they give him is now a prop for the one-man comedy show that is Deacon Railroadagent. A magnifying glass, and he becomes Nick for awhile. A newspaper, he's complaining about election results and how the taxes are gonna go up. A stuffed animal—Oi, 'e's jus'a l'i'le stree' urch'n, mista, spar'a gohl' coin fah suppah? How could you enable him like this. How could you.

Gage; If you're not pawning it, why bother? Gage thinks like Cait, less is better, easier, not a waste of time and space. Sure, sometimes they scrap shit for parts, but not always. Sometimes they just put it around, decor or whatever. If given anything, 98% chance he is turning around and selling it. If he likes them, will slip it into their bag or personal living space. If very close, he'll keep the damn thing, just...don't ask where it is. Somewhere? Wherever it is, he didn't make caps off it. That's good enough, right...?

Hancock; Will keep precise inventory of their collections and point out if they do or don't have something, when they stumble on a potential new item. Has a surprisingly good idea for authenticity, the goods, as it were. You will never get swindled, buying an antique with Hancock. Sixth sense. It's weird. Why do you know what this one baseball pitcher's favored pen for autographs was? Keeps every present he's ever been given, will make a separate pile for the stuff they give him.

MacCready; Soul. Mates. Always trading shit. Always going off on their own for a certain item they know the other would love, only to run into each other at the exact same item. If they share a home, the only thing keeping it from being a thriftstore is the stickers. Mac is a magpie. He's a collector. He likes having things. Used to satisfy this interest with Hancock as a bro's night, but now. It's like watching penguins throw the same shiny rock at each other over and over.

Nick; doesn't mean to, but flirts hard-core. Got a thing for antiques, huh? You know vintage finery when you see it, don't you? Those hands of yours really know how to handle Old World treasures, don't they? Nick. Nick. Please. He doesn't notice. Will need to be told, hey, you sound really horny. Horrified. He's made those jokes to every mechanic that gave him a tune-up. People who had their hands inside him. This includes Danse.

Piper; Just let her read the newspapers they find, and she's a happy camper. Also not a collector kind of person, but a present is a present. Honestly, though, also on the side of "just sell it." Unless it's historically important, especially sentimental, or useful, the extra caps would be more practical. She's never going to say that, hell no, and she'll find them little trinkets to add to their collection, but internally, wonders if it's a coping mechanism or something.

Preston; Is uncapable of having things after Quincy, always paranoid about needing to be on the move again. Feels lingering dread around magpie types, now, privately considers them Chekov's Gun. Now, Preston understands this mostly irrational and pushes it down whenever he gets a little twitchy about it. Will even enjoy talking about their collection, especially if there's historical shit. But there's always a tiny little goblin voice whispering "this poor bastard"

X6-88; Why are you hoarding garbage? Are you making your own scrap yard? Wait, this is all to keep? All of it? Oh. So, why are you hoarding garbage? Just to have? So it is a scrap yard. It's a neverending cascade of increasingly judgemental questioning. Like when children get curious and are unintentionally Satan's Water Torture. Will try to aid them in their collection by giving them things he thinks they'd like, but is...literal garbage. Gets magnificently indignant if they decline. TRASH IS TRASH. WHATS WRONG WITH THIS TRASH?!

This situation would have even the most incompassionate Institute scientists consider that synths could be people with free will. Because they sure as shit didn't make him like this.

[joybabyjune]

Pandora’s Box

Pairing: Frank Castle x fem!reader

Summery: Frank left a box, hidden in your closet, filled with all sorts of exciting things. When he’s on his way to you, after he’s been away for a few weeks, he calls you and tells you to open it..

Warnings: Warnings: explicit (minors dni!!), smut, oral (m & f receiving), p in v, toys, bondage, anal play, anal (f receiving), praise kink, dirty talk, creampie, all the good stuffff..

Author’s note: This is my first fanfic and I’m super nervous to post it! I would love to hear what you think about it, but please be kind. ❤️

Disclaimer: English is not my first language and I’m definitely not letting anyone I know irl read my dirty fantasies 😂 So please don’t mind any grammar/spelling errors.

Masterlist

It's around 7 pm when you let yourself fall onto the couch. It's been a long day at work and after having a quick drink and a bite with some co workers, you're happy it's weekend.

You kick off your heels when you hear your phone ring, not your normal phone, but the burner phone you got from Frank. It’s been over three weeks since you last saw him. Your heart leaps and you hurry to grab your purse, searching for the small flipphone inside. "Where are you.." You mumble to yourself, but then you see it. "Hello." You answer eagerly.

You hear him breath out a little laugh. "Hey, sweetheart." His raspy voice sounds through the phone. "Just got home?" He asks.

"Yes, had a long day." You say yawning.

He hums. "So maybe I shouldn't come over, huh?" He says, amusement in his voice.

"You already know you're always welcome." You say biting your lip. "Are you in New York?" You ask excitedly.

"Not yet, but I'm on my way." He says. "Can be at your place in about.. An hour.."

"Y-yeah, of course." You say looking at your watch. It'll give you enough time to take a shower and make yourself presentable. He usually doesn't call ahead, but just appears at your doorstep, more often than not in the middle of the night.

"Gotta do something for me first, pretty girl." He says, his voice a bit lower.

"Oh yeah? What's that?" You ask.

"There is a box in the closet in your bedroom." He says. "Need you to get it, can you do that for me?"

"A box?" You ask curiously and you get up to get it.

"Hmhm." He says teasingly. "Found it?”

"Yes.." You say, putting him on speaker while you lift it up and place it on your bed. "C-can I open it?" You ask a little nervously.

He chuckles breathily. "You can, sweetheart."

You lift off the lid and peer inside, gasping for air when you see what he left for you. "Frank.." You say.

"Like it?" He asks and you can hear the grin on his face. "Take it out, pretty girl."

You see a gorgeous set of red lingerie and you lift it from the box. "I-it's beautiful!" You say. "You want me to wear that for you tonight?" You ask.

"That was the plan." He says chuckling. "There's more.." He says.

"More?" You mutter as you crumple up the pretty gift paper in search of something else. "Oh my- Frank! A buttplug?" You gasp, looking at the box with a shiny, silver plug inside.

He laughs. "Take it from the box, you'll like it." He says.

"I-it's intimidating.." You say as you take it out of its packaging. "Oh.." You add as you see the foot of the plug is heartshaped and is decorated with a pretty red gemstone. "It's very pretty.."

"Want you to wear it tonight.." He says. "It'll look so good in that little ass of yours.." He says, and he groans a little at the thought.

"Hmm.." You moan squeezing you thighs together at his enthousiasm. "I'll try, okey?" You say.

"Good girl.." He says. "You should find some lube in the box as well.. And there's still more.."

"More?" You ask, wondering what more could possibly be inside. You look around through the gift paper and find a pair of fluffy, red handcuffs. This makes you chuckle. "See you upgraded your belt.." You say as you jiggle them to let him hear what you found. You had liked the way he tied up your hands with his belt, but you also like the cute handcuffs.

He laughs. "Had to stay in the theme, right." He says. "One more thing, sweetheart." He says.

You look through the box again, finding an throwing aside the small lube bottle and at last, you see a soft black blindfold. "Hmm.. A blindfold too.." You moan. "What do you have in store for me tonight, Frankie.."

"You'll see, pretty girl.." He says. "You just have to get ready, put on the lingerie, the blindfold and the plug.. And then wait for me on your knees on the bedroom floor. I'll let myself in. Can you do that for me, sweetheart?"

You moan softly. "Yess.. I-I can do that.."

"Good girl.." He says. "See you in about 45 minutes, okey?"

"Yes.. I'll be ready." You say and he disconnects the call.

Oh my god, what a turn did this night take. You quickly shed off your clothes and hurry into the bathroom. Your hair still looks fine, so you tie it up carefully to make sure it doesn't get wet and you step under the hot stream.

After you're clean, shaved and lotioned, you put on the set that Frank picked for you. The thought of him in a lingerie store makes you chuckle. He has good taste. The red color looks great on your skin tone. When you pull the panties up, you notice they are crotchless and you blush. Frank has seen you naked plenty of times, but for some reason wearing these panties makes you feel exposed.

When you're dressed you let your hair down again and redo your makeup, choosing a red lipstick, since Frank seems to like that color.

You look at the time and see that you have about 5 minutes before Frank will arrive. It's time for the last step. You bite your lip nervously and grab the lube bottle and the plug. Frank has put his thumb and fingers in your ass before and you liked that, so this should be fine too, right? You lie down on the bed, squeeze some lube on the shiny metal and spread it around with your fingers. You rub the slippery liquid that's now coating your fingers on your ass, massaging it like Frank would do to get the muscle to relax. You hold your breath when you showly push the toy inside you. "Oh fuck.." You whisper to yourself when you feel a painful stretch but you continue, wanting to please Frank. You push a little further and it easily slides into place as if your ass is swallowing the metal bulb. "Oh my god.." You whimper at the feeling and you squeeze your thighs together.

You get up on shaky legs and walk to the mirror, wanting to see how it looks. The heart is turned slightly to the side and you turn it, so it's straight. You love how it looks and it makes you feel sexy and naughty. You can't wait to see Frank's reaction.

Like talking about the devil, you hear the front door opening. Your eyes widen and you quickly grab the blindfold, place it over your eyes and kneel on the rug in front of the bed. Your heart's pounding as you hear his boots on the floor and his keys drop on your kitchen table.

The bedroom door opens and he get's inside. "Fuck.." He groans. "Even better than I imagined.."

You bite your lip and wiggle a little in anticipation. You love to give yourself over to him and be his good little girl, but you also like to tease a little. "Hi Frankie.." You say and you spread your legs wide.

"Hmmm.." He hums and you hear him undo his belt. "So pretty for me.."

You hear him fumble with his clothes and as much as it turns you on that you can't see what he's doing, you want to watch him. "I wanna see.." You mumble.

"That right?" He asks teasingly and you hum. "Open your mouth." He says ignoring your request.

You immediately open your mouth, sticking out your tongue a little. "Good girl.." He says and he gently feeds you his cock.

You moan and wrap you lips around his girth. You love sucking cock and you especially love his cock. It's big and thick and it gets rockhard. You place your hands on his thighs and slide him deeper in your mouth, earning yourself a groan from Frank. "That's it.. Missed that mouth.."

You moan around him as you start sucking him nice and deep, the way you know he likes it, using a lot of spit, to make it nice and slippery. You move one hand from his thigh to his shaft, stroking the part you don't fit in your mouth and use your other hand to fondle his balls. "Fuck.. That feels so good.." He growls as you gag on him, his breathing sounding more strained.

He let's you continue your magic a little longer, before he wraps his hand in your hair and gently pulls you off him. "Noo.." You protest a little and he chuckles.

"Gonna make me cum if you continue like that, pretty.." He says and you pout. You hear him laugh through his nose. "Did you manage to fit the plug?"

"Y-yes.." You say shyly.

"Good girl.." He says proudly. "Show me.." He helps you on your shaking legs and guides you on hands and knees on the bed. "Fuckk..." He growls. "That's so perfect.." He pushes the plug a little deeper in your ass, making you whimper.

"You like it, Frankie?" You moan and you wiggle your butt a little.

"Fucking love it.." He says and without warning he licks a slow wide stripe over your dripping pussy. "And you're so wet.." He hums in enjoyment against your clit. "That all for me?"

"F-fuck.. Yesss.." You moan and your legs shake. You lie down with your face on the bed, arching your back and giving him better access to your clit.

He dives in again, swirling his tongue around your clit and sliding his tongue all the way through your lips and over the red gemstone of the plug. "Oh godd.." You moan. You've been with a few people in your life, but Frank has the best tongue by far.

"Hmm tastes so good.." He hums before sticking his tongue as deep in your pussy as possible.

Your eyes roll back in your head as he replaces his tongue with two of his fingers and sucks your clit in his mouth. You gasp for air and grab at the sheets. "Oh Frank! I'm gonna cum!"

He growls against your skin. "Do it, sweetheart.." He encourages you.

A warm wave of pleasure rushes through your body as you fall apart. You clench around his fingers and shock on his tongue. "Fuckk!!" You cry out. "Oh fuck, Frank.. That was amazing.." You pant as he slowly pulls his fingers out of you and gives your clit a final kiss.

"Hmmm.." He hums and he moves away. You hear him undress and feel the bed dip as he gets on it behind you. "Crawl a bit further." He tells you and he slaps your ass.

You shriek a little and do as he says until you think you're in the middle of the bed. "Good girl.." He says. "Stretch your arms in front of you."

You place your arms in front of you comfortably and you feel how he fastens the handcuff around your right wrist. You can't see, but you recon he loops the chain around your headboard and he fastens your left wrist as well. You test your restraints and moan a little when you notice you're stuck like this now. He chuckles. "Like that, sweetheart?"

"Y-yes.." You moan and by the way the bed shifts, you know he's now behind you again.

"That plug looks like it's made for you.." He says and he almost sounds like he's in awe. He pushes it in a bit deeper and than slowly starts pulling it out.

"Oh fuck.." You whimper as you feel the wide part stretch your muscles before it slips out. Your legs shake.

He growls a little. "Opening up so perfectly for me.." He mutters and then you feel his tongue on the freshly stretched hole.

"Frank!" You gasp in disbelieve as he pushes the tip of his tongue inside you.

"Perfect little ass.." He rasps as he pushes the plug against you again. "Want this back?"

"Yess.." You moan and he slowly pushes it back inside you. You whimper at the stretching sensation and pull on the cuffs.

"You good?" He checks with you.

"Yes.. S-so good.." You pant and wiggle your butt.

"Tell me when you're not, hmm?" He says, caressing the skin of your thighs and ass.

"Yes.." You promise.

"Good girl.." He says and you feel him rub the head of his cock through your wet lips. He lines himself up with your hole and you moan loudly as he slowly slides into you. "Ohh fuck.." He hisses out. "That pussy's gonna be the death of me.." He mutters as he stills deep inside of you, trying not to cum immediately.

You smile against the matress. "That's how The Punisher is gonna leave this world?" You tease as you clench around him on purpose.

He laughs breathily. "Getting brave there, hm?" He teases as he slowly pulls back before sharply thrusting back in, knocking the air from your longs.

"Fuck!" You cry out in pleasure and shock.

"That's what you get, huh.." He says and he starts fucking you in a steady rhythm.

"Holy shit.. So full.." You mumble into the matress. He normally already stretches you up so much with how big he is, but combined with the metal toy in your ass it's overwhelming.

"Yeah.. You like that, pretty girl?" He asks and he slowly starts to pull on the plug again while still fucking you. He doesn't pull it out completely, but pushes it back in.

"Fuck yes.." You moan as he repeats his actions a few times, basically fucking your ass with the plug alternating with his cock in your pussy. "Feels so fucking good.. I-I'm gonna cum, Frankie.."

He growls. "Yesss...." He hisses. "Cum on my cock.." He encourages you. "Do it.."

"Please don't stop!" You cry out. "So close! Fuck!!" You're louder than ever before as you climax around him. Your hips and legs shake and you pull on your restraints. "Holy fucking shit!" You pant as you come down from your high.

"Attagirl.." He says, pride audible in his voice. He gently pulls the plug from your ass and throws it aside. "Such a good girl for me.." He caresses the skin of your lower back and your thighs.

"Oh, Frank.." You say, still panting. "That was amazing.."

"Hmmhmm.." He hums and slowly pulls out of you. "Gonna flip you over, okey?"

"Yes.." You answer a little bit drunk from the intense orgasm.

He lifts u up easily and turns you over so you're on your back, your hands still tied above your head to the headboard. "You're so fucking pretty.." He says as he admires you. "Wanna see those pretty eyes.." He adds and he takes off your blindfold.

You blink as even the dimmed lighting is bright for your eyes right now. When you're adjusted you look at him, biting your lip. "God.. You're so hot.." You say involuntarily, making him chuckle. His hair is messy and the way the lighting hits his body, makes sure you can see every muscle in his sculpted torso. You look down at his rock hard cock, wet from your juices and it makes your mouth water.

"Done staring?" He teases. "Or do I need to put the blindfold back on?"

"No.." You whimper and he laughs, crawling over your body and kissing you. You moan in his mouth, only now noticing that this is the first time his kisses you tonight. One of his arms rests above your head and the hand of the other, cups your jaw while he deepens the kiss. You feel his cock between your legs, against your pussy and then against your, now sensitive, asshole. For the first time tonight you think about if he is planning on fucking your ass tonight and you tense up a little at the thought.

"What's wrong?" He asks, breaking the kiss and sliding his nose against yours.

"D-did you intend to.. F-fuck my ass tonight?" You ask shyly.

He moves away a little so he can look at your face. "I would like to.." He says. "If you want that too.."

You bite your lip as you look up at him, thinking it over. The idea turns you on, but it also scares you because he's so big. "I-if you go slow.." You say carefully.

"Yeah?" He asks. You dare say you see a glimmer of hope in his eyes and that sight pushes you over the edge.

You nod. "Yes.. I wanna try." You say a little more confidently.

He sits up and looks for the lube bottle. It's somewhere on the bed and he quickly finds it. "You tell me if I need to stop, okey?" He says as he squirts some lube on his cock, jerking himself to spread it. "Pull your legs up a little." He says and you comply. He rubs some lube on your asshole and gently pushes two fingers inside you.

You moan a little at the intrusion and you slowly start to get excited about having his cock in there. "Please.." You whimper quietly. His eyes shoot up to yours and he growls softly, liking that you beg him for it.

"Heard that.." He smirks a little. "Want my cock in here, sweetheart?" He says accentuating his words by moving his fingers inside you.

"Yess.. Please, Frank.." You say a little more purposefully.

"Good girl.." He groans and he pulls back his fingers. He looks you in the eyes as he positions himself against the tight hole and slowly but surely pushes in the head of his cock.

You bite your lip in anticipation and nod at him to continue as it doesn't hurt. He pushes a bit further and you moan at the feeling of being stretched, rolling your eyes back into your head. "Oh my god.." You pant. He pushes a bit further and you flinch a little as it starts to hurt. "S-slowly.."

He pulls back a little. "Doing so well for me.." He praises as he pushes back in again a little further than before. "Taking me so well, sweetheart.."

You moan as he slowly keeps pulling back and pushing back in a little deeper than before. It goes so well, it's amost painless and you moan as it starts to feel good. "Oh, Frank.."

"Almost all of it, pretty girl.." He says as he leans over and starts kissing your face. "You feel so good.. Fuck.." He says as his hips touch yours. "That's all of me, sweetheart.." He says, resting his forehead against yours.

"Feels so good.." You pant as he stills deep inside of you. "Please fuck me, Frankie.." You ask and he immediately complies, sliding out halfway and pushing back in. The pain has completely faded now and it's only pleasure that you're experiencing. "Yess.." You hiss and you wrap your legs around his hips.

He growls. "Fuck that tight ass feels so good around my cock.." He says, his voice a bit shaky. You can tell he's struggling not to cum. He starts a slow pace, fucking your ass deeply while he burries his face in your neck.

"Harder.. Please.." You moan as you need more.

He looks at you in disbelieve and quickens his pace before kissing you deeply. "Oh you're so perfect.. So perfect.." He mumbles against your lips. "Can't go much longer." His voice is strained. His hand moves to beween your bodies and he fiercely starts rubbing your clit. "Need you to cum for me one more time.." He says. "Cum with my cock in your ass.."

You moan loudly at his words and at the way he stimulates your clit. "Oh I'm so close.. Harder, Frankie, please!" You cry out.

He fucks you even harder, still rubbing your clit. "Cum for me.." He growls.

Your whole body tenses and shocks as you orgasm. You can't even speak because of how forceful it is. "Fuck!!!" Is the only thing you can manage.

You look up at him and he looks at you in awe. His jaw is slack and his eyes are wild. "Gonna fill that fucking ass up.." He growls and his body stiffens as he cums hard inside your ass. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" He groans.

"Oh my god.." You say panting loudly, your heart pounding in your chest.

He rests his head in the crook on your neck and sighs deeply. "Fucking hell, that was so good.." He pants sleepily, sliding his softening cock from your ass. You can feel the cum leaking out of you, but you don't care about that right now.

"Frank?" You say after a few minutes.

"Hmm?" He hums sleepily.

"My hands." You say. They're still tied up.

He huffs a laugh through his nose and props himself up on his elbow. He reaches over and easily opens the cuffs. You rub your wrists and roll you shoulders. "Better?" He asks, looking down at you, complete satisfaction visible on his face.

"Lots." You answer and he kisses your lips gently. "Thank you, Frankie.." You say. "Tonight was amazing."

"You were amazing." He answers. You lie there together for a few more minutes, relishing in how good you're feeling. "As much as I wanna stay here all night.. We need a shower and some food.." He says and he slowly gets up from the bed.

"Hmmmm, no.." You protest, frowning a little.

"Get your ass in the shower." He say as he opens your closet to find clean sheets.

When you finish your shower, Frank tosses you his shirt. “Here, wear this.” He says. “Pizza’s on it’s way.” He kisses your forehead lovingly after you pulled his shirt over your head.

How on earth did you get so lucky, you think as you admire his naked form while he walks into the bathroom for a shower of his own.

[wokeleftistmob]

Aromantic Reigen Masterpost

Vi am making a masterpost on why Reigen Arataka is aspec (more specifically, aro)

(also a little bit of aspec Serizawa propaganda)

Under cut because it gets long

Reigen shows no interest in intimate relationships with others and actually mocks romantic couples. His mother sends him an email telling him to get an actual job and compares him to someone who just got married. Reigen is unimpressed by this. He is considered very attractive by his lady clients but never shows any interest in others at all.

He has this conversation with Dimple which is very aspec in vy opinion

[ID: A manga panel from Mob Psycho 100. Reigen tells Dimple, “Lust? But what of love, Dimple? Not that I want to have this conversation with you.” Dimple replies, “That ought to be my line, you son of a bitch.” End ID]

This next entire scene takes place when Mob asks Reigen for advice on asking a girl out and the entire scene is very aromantic. Reigen at first deflects to Serizawa and tries to get him to answer Mob's question.

[ID: A manga panel. Reigen asks Serizawa, "But there must've been some girl you liked, right?". Serizawa replies, "Nope, none." End ID]

Serizawa then tells Mob this:

[ID: A manga panel. Serizawa says, "Having someone that you like... I'm jealous. Shigeo-kun, if you feel the same no matter what anyone tells you," End ID]

What an aromantic mood

Reigen then starts to answer Mob's question.

[ID: A manga panel. Reigen looks at his flipphone while speaking to Mob. He tells Mob, "Cleanliness, look around the store, no alcohol, listen well, build the mood, smiles are important, make her heart pound, a heavy atmosphere is no good, premise of marriage, invite her to a meal, sincerity". Serizawa notices the flipphone and thinks, "Ah... He's cheating! Reigen-san doesn't know either?!!".

Mob sweats nervously at Reigen's advice. Reigen tells him, "But in the end...," he snaps his phone shut, "You don't need a strategy. If you want to form a deep connection with someone, it's no use pretending to be someone you're not." End ID]

googling romantic advice... not very allo is it

"Reigen-san's cheating!" also not a very allo response

premise of marriage (chill, mob's in middle school)

after Mob leaves the office, Reigen talks some more

[ID: A manga panel. Reigen says, "If this was about me, I probably would turn it into some cheap contest. Or rather, in my case, if I exposed my true self, I would get soundly rejected..." Serizawa notices this and nervously sweats, thinking to himself, "So Reigen-san is also pessimistic in that respect... He seems so popular with the lady clients, though..." End ID]

[ID: A manga panel. Reigen says, "Tsubomi-chan and Mob... They can exist without distorting each other... I hope I can become a partner like that..." Serizawa notices this and is surprised. End ID]

Very aromantic vibes here

The last image here is from an interview in a fanbook where Reigen is asked about his previous romantic relationships and his views on marriage.

[ID: An interview answer by Reigen from the official Mob Psycho 100 fanbook. Text over an aromantic flag reads: "In love? Me? Why are you looking at me while smiling? Do you think I'm lying to you? Oh, my. Well, I can't just talk about it casually as it would infringe on the privacy of the other party, you know. I've had a few passionate love affairs in my time. Remember that time when I held a woman on the bow of a certain huge ship? Huh? There's a similar scene in a movie? Did I remember it wrong...? Okay, let's move on.. Getting married is one of the many possible lifestyle options available to you. Follow your own heart." End ID]

How do you get more aro than this?

In conclusion, vi love aromantic Reigen for many reasons. Vi like that he is never presented with a love interest, that the show never acts like he needs one in order to function. Vi enjoy how he is an adult without romantic relationships who is not judged for or seen as incomplete without them.

He is a popular character and considered attractive (within universe and out of universe) but he is still seen as a complete person even without an intimate partnership. Vi wish we had more characters who were simply just allowed to be romanceless.

[ginger-spice05]

Hi! My first post on tumblr

I’m doing somewhat of a media detox, and so I’ll be updating on here :) (Sort of counter-intuitive I know) None of my friends know about this so it’ll be nice to post with no worries of judgment. Anywho week three of having a flip-phone. So far I love it-I haven’t been on instagram or tiktok in over 3 weeks. It’s been difficult because I feel like I’ve been missing out, but my fomo has gotten a lot better. I’m going to try and shift my daily habits, perspectives, and behavior a lot because in this new year, I am transferring to a university for the spring semester so lots of new things are headed my way!

#flipphone #nokia2780 #socialmediadetox #freshstart #newyear

[paperw0rmz]

Hi I just discovered you and I freaking love ur photography!! May I ask what kind of camera you use? Just asking cause i’m just getting into photography :)

I love gtting this question bc it means i can infodump

i use a fuk ton of different cameras across my journy on the web, so ill show you my main shit along with examples bc i h8 when ppl dont show examples when they are talking about cameras.

1: Webcam (chrome book, linux mint, Cheese)

i mainly use this for quick photos, but i always really use it for my youtube videos if im like home n shit

2: Sony Cybershot DCS P1

this baby girl is retiered bc she has a fukin sezier every time she fukin goes out in the sun, she is VERY LOW QUALITY for videos, so i didnt record much with her, but every photo i took was basically from her for the longest time until this sumer

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT8fa7bCw/ (YOU CANT UPLOAD MULTIPLE VIDEOS ON TUMBLR????)

3: Flip phones (cat s22, at&t cingular IV, Q5)

if i dont have my camera when im out and about ill usually just use my phone or my bfs, my bf has a cat s22 which looks like this

my old phone was a at&t cingular iv, i didnt take many photos on it and she fukin dead now but here is an example

then finally my current flip phone which is a q5

4: Polaroid ISO48, i just got this baby this summer and im in love with her

5: Flip video pure digital, if im gonna be vlogging or some shiz i use her bc shes sooo easy to use. she does not take photosd shes only a video camera

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT8fm1tbK/

if you want me to go into detail about any of them please let me know, if you also want to know what programs i use for sounds and voice and editing and shit let me know too! all of these things are under 100 bucks if anything under 50 im pretty sure, i hate high quality expensive shit

[stormratyaps]

It feels nice to take a shower in the summer

A while ago I decided to make small voice recordings of myself whenever I encountered something that made me feel a postitive emotion, in order to counteract all the negative rumination in my brain. I stopped doing it for a bit and then my phone fell and broke into a thousand pieces /m during an episode so I switched to a flipphone and using my socials on my pc- but I got to thinking I could restart my series of live laugh love vibes only yappedoodles here on tumblr! Why not write it in my diary you say? I need to feel as though it benefits others and not simply myself to have more of an external motivation even if I'm just pretending that it is so! Besides that I think you (Ellie, my one and only follower so far) might enjoy those types of yaps sometimes. :3 :3 :> :>