#i am so sorry this sucks and is late

[crackrodent]

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Drunk, High, and in a Corn Maze

"Charlie!" Vaggie yelled as the princess ran towards the corn maze with Angel Dust.

Vaggie was not fucking running, she and Husk got designated 'don't let these fuck heads die' persons. Luckily the rest of the residents were already passed out in the limo. Well, besides Cherri who was making sure Frank the egg boi didn't get eaten by any of the other drunk idiots.

"Why the fuck did you let your girlfriend talk us all into this shit?" Husk was even more annoyed than Vaggie. Angel was well past his limit and Charlie... might have accidentally eaten one of Angel’s THC candies on accident.

Well, they all knew she ate it, only Charlie and Angel knew if it was on purpose. Both of them were higher than they should have been for it being almost three am. or at all really. Charlie should not be high ever.

“Husk... I don’t know.” Vaggie walked towards the opening of the corn maze and walked the clearly labeled path with Husk right beside her. They were twenty steps in when they could hear Charlie and Angel laughing.

They kept walking but the laughter grew quieter.

"Husk, where the fuck did they go?"

"Did we miss a turn?"

"It's a one-way path, Husk. There's only one turn they could take." Vaggie almost made it to the next turn before she realized Husk wasn't with her. She turned to look at the sinner and saw him sitting on the ground, laughing, "What's wrong with you?"

"I am sober in a corn maze; clearly, a lot is wrong with me," He attempted to keep walking, but Vaggie stopped him.

"Real answer. Now." They both knew she had no real authority but Husk relented.

"We are chasing a stoned half-angel princess through a corn maze after she took off with the most famous porn star in Hell." Husk shook his head, "Hell is a weird fucking place."

"Husk... You're weird sober." Vaggie and Husk set off to finish the corn maze, assuming they would loop back around somehow and find the wasted idiots.

As they walked out the exit of the maze the two sober idiots knew they were fucked.

"Where the hell are they?" Husk picked at his claws as he grumbled about stupid spiders.

"We can just walk back. Maybe there was a turn, and we missed it?" Vaggie had already turned back as the grumbling started to sound a bit more anxious.

When they reached the spot, they had heard the laughter earlier, all they heard was silence and the faint sound of Husk slowly destroying his nails.

"Husk they have to be somewhere," Vaggie looked for any breaks in the stalks but saw nothing. "I have an idea."

"What's your great idea now?" Husk said a little too rudely to someone who literally had the same goal as him. "Walk the maze again?"

"Nope. We are just gonna fly overhead and look for them." Vaggie took off before he could argue and he instead begrudgingly followed.

In half a moment, they found them. They had broken through the stalks and found themselves in a crop circle. These fucking two. They flew down to grab them before realizing why the laughter stopped. They were whispering.

"Charlie?" Vaggie reached out and touched her girlfriend's shoulder. Charlie spun around so fast it almost knocked the exorcist on her ass. "Charlie, sweetie, love of my entire existence, what the fuck are you doing?"

"Hiding," Angel responded.

Husk looked nervous, "Who are you hiding from?"

Angel looked at him, put a finger to his lips, and shushed him, "Don't be so loud; they will hear us."

Softly Vaggie whispered to Angel, "Who the fuck are we hiding from?"

Charlie Made eye contact with Vaggie, "Okay, we'll tell you, but you can't tell Husk or Vaggie."

"Why the fuck do they keep answering for ea-" Husk did not appreciate the elbow to the gut, but Vaggie needed to know who they were hiding from; if there was danger, she needed to know.

"Tell us, we won't tell Husk and Vaggie," Vaggie said.

Charlie and Angel laugh at each other for a minute before Angel says, "We are hiding from her girlfriend and my best friend I'm secretly in love with."

"That's Vaggie and Husk," Charlie clarified needlessly.

Husk started laughing again, "Angel, that is not a fucking secret. We have been dating for six fucking months."

“Shh Husk, only Charlie and Vaggie know,” Charlie said, despite the fact that she and Vaggie were only keepers of that secret for about a week. A week, five and a half months ago.

“Angel, what the fuck were in those weed gummies?” Vaggie started getting Charlie ready to be flown out of the cornfield.

“I don’t know I didn’t buy them. I’m broke.” Angel said, finally responding to questions directed at him.

Husk could not believe this shit, “Okay even if someone bought them for you, you shared them with the princess without checking?”

Angel looked very offended, “Hey! Let’s get one thing straight, she didn’t check before giving sharin them with me!”

[spideyhexx]

12 am thoughts with kit;

more! nsfw! this feels aligned with some past thoughts of fwb academic rivalry coryo...

Coryo straightens out the sleeve of his uniform jacket while you're pulling him around the corner, "Can this wait? I'm gonna be late for class and you know I-"

Your hand presses to his chest with more firmness than he's expecting. With a bit of a push, his back is to the wall in the curved corner, half secluded from the main hallway. You would have to get close to see and most students, if not all, would be in class by this time.

Coriolanus grabs your elbows before you can move, "What do you want?"

"Nothing," you jut your bottom lip slightly at his skeptical expression and wriggle your arms from his grasp.

"Nothing. How many times has it been nothing? Coriolanus it's nothing, you take my pen. Coriolanus it's nothing, beg for me to walk home with you, Coriolanus-"

You place your palm directly over the front of his pants, with enough pressure to get him to shut up. He flushes, mouth parting to speak, but nothing comes out. Coryo glances down, your manicured, perfect hand grasping at him through his pants, making a slight movement. A threat to palm him.

You chew on your bottom lip, waiting for his eyes to find yours again. Once they do, you quickly peck his lips and Coryo's eyes flutter shut.

"Now?" He asks, opening his eyes to quickly glance around. And when he leans too much away to look, you squeeze him through his pants, a gentle one, that gets his breath all shuddery how you like it.

You nod, "it'll be quick."

His jaw sets and he unclips the skirt part of the uniform, "I don't know whether to be insulted by that or relieved," he mumbles, watching you happily find the button and zipper of his pants, undoing it.

"Both, you finish so fast, that is why I said it," you chide at him and move to your knees. Coryo rolls his eyes, leaning his head back on the wall, his hand instinctively on your head before his dick is even out.

It's all clockwork for the two of you.

"Thank you," he snarks, as you push his pants down just enough to put your hand down his boxers and pull him out. Your eyes look up to him, gathering saliva in your mouth then dribbling the spit onto his hardening cock, using your hand to rub it all in.

Coriolanus is not looking at you, head still tilted back on the wall. He is distraught that if he looked at you while you spit on him, he would have to find a way to clean the shoulder of your uniform before the two of you go to class.

Your tongue laps at his tip, and his hand tightens on your head. The slow stroke of your hand, as your tongue swirls his tip, is the exact reason he hates you. You told him you had never done this before him and he is convinced you lied. Because right from the first time you had him in your mouth, you were perfect. Suckling his tip and messing it with your spit, all to get him fully hard. It wasn't the main show. He hated it.

Even here, in a secluded corner of the Academy, you did not seem to mind getting his cock all wet, and he has to bite down hard on his cheek.

"I thought I told you we should stay away from doing this stuff here," he whispers at you, finally taking the chance and looking down at you. You don't respond to him because you're too busy wrapping your lips around him and sucking, slowly taking a little more of him.

You keep your hand wrapped around the base of him, eyes up on him, the pretty blue eyes that look brighter from this angle. He can't help the soft sighs that leave his mouth, but he tries to even stop those, focusing his energy on holding your head.

When you hum against him, he nearly explodes in your mouth, his head going back again and a strained hum leaving his mouth.

If you could smile right now you would. You push on, licking your tongue on the underside of his length as you pull your lips off of him, stroking your hand over him. A quick couple of pumps before you get your mouth back on him, bobbing your head faster.

"Ah..oh...shit," he mutters, his hand moving to the back of your head. Coryo lightly presses on your head to get his cock deeper in your mouth and his hesitancy surprises you. You roll your eyes over it and move forward to take all his cock into your mouth, a shaky moan leaving his lips, "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, do you want me to cum down your throat?"

You pinch his thigh.

He hisses at it, "I know, I know, quiet, yeah," he says, breathless and moving your head back a little for you. You know he can't hold back much longer, so you keep your quicker pace for a few seconds, feeling his thigh tense under your hand. Then, you purposely slow till you get to his tip, and suck on it harsher than before. Coryo lets out a whimper breath and bucks his hips forward, spilling into your mouth and watching you take it all, swallowing every single drop.

He pants, letting go of your head and watching you pull back, licking over your lips and at his tip again to clean off any drops, then tuck him back in his boxers. "Huh, how'd you... never mind." Coriolanus thinks questioning how you swallowed all of him without making any sort of mess will just make him hard again.

He gets himself back to decency as you stand up, wiping at your mouth and straightening your own uniform.

Coriolanus is about to say something when you tap his arm, peck his lips, and give him a smile, "See you later, Snow," and you turn on your heel to leave.

[mickey708]

IT IS CURRENTLY 3 AM AND I CAN NOT SLEEP IVE TAKEN MELATONIN AND IT HAS DONE NOTHIN Y'KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS!? YA GET SOME DOODLES OF 4 BEIN A GOOBER

Alr ima go pass out screw this...

[0xeyedaisy]

Was gonna make a vent post talking abt how everything sucks but then something good happened so I'm okay now, I'm cured

[knight-princess]

You know while the fact that so many of our queer shows are getting cancelled, shortened or even taken off air entirely (in Willow’s case) fucking sucks, I am so glad to have seen them. I want to hold that. My joy that they have come to exist at all. Even in a world that is still hostile or apathetic in so many ways. They have been made. I have seen them. I have seen myself. That means so much. And all the people who have fought tooth and nail for every character and scene that has brought me joy, helped me feel seen, helped me feel comfortable in my own skin, I want to say thank you

[oceaneyesinla]

I need to go and buy food because I have next to none in the house but just the thought of moving is stressing me out and why is everything so hard????? I just wanna be normal and do normal human things and enjoy things and write and let myself like my own writing

[theunconcernedembalmer]

Aesop, have you seen that new Hunter? Fool’s Gold, I think he’s called? Thoughts about him?

Can't put my finger on it...

[itspileofgoodthings]

you know what I’ve realized lately? that’s really helped? the axiom: it just doesn’t really make that much of a difference. Or at least it doesn’t when you’re talking about good things and not, like, doing good vs. doing evil. Big choices, little choices, decisions, decisions —it’s not just that they don’t matter in the grand scheme of things—because they do! —but just. It won’t make that big of a difference. Life will continue to be wonderful AND difficult, fascinating AND hopelessly mundane, full of roses AND thorns and all the other cliches whether you walk down one road or another. And you’ll get used to the joys and sick of the sorrows whatever they are, and you’ll be ungrateful and bored and dissatisfied in some measure some of the time and you’ll have to work on all the things you have to work on anyways and just. Yeah! It doesn’t make that big of a difference! Even the biggest things!

[aeternal-nightmare]

What if I translate all my shitty ihnmaims meme drawings and post them. What then.

[gemglyph]

Hoping to post the next chapter of Martyr within the next two weeks. Trying to come up with some kind of schedule really didn’t work, but I am working on it and I have a solid chunk of the chapter done. I think I just burned myself out

[deerest-deer]

thinking really hard about logging into my old tumblr acc after being gone for like a year and a half cause i stumbled upon a post that led me to my old mutuals and i teared up a lil </3 but also i feel so ashamed i left without saying a word to anyone aaaa

[worryswipe]

What are some of your favorite character relationships/dynamics in TMNT, and why? Is there anything that you particularly like seeing explored with them in fan works (art, writing, comics, etc)?

Hey!!

Ooooh

Im gonna answer in Rottmnt’s context cuz I love it. Ship would probably the fandom inspired Leosagi even though I don’t really create anything for it heh. Dynamic would be disaster twins Like cmon. The two were in a single episode together and managed to beat up people in old lady suits. Like Pinnacle of a dynamic

I really love animations and comics. Fan animation is one of the biggest reasons I’m learning how to storyboard and Comics are just awesome. However I am a writer so fan fiction will always be really close to me.

Thank you and have an awesome day!

[carcarrot]

i should also tell you that one time at work when takeout pizza was brought in for family meal lunch that it was absolutely awful. i work in manhattan

[homestuck--edits]

hii hii ok can ii get uhhhhh thii2 panel

wiith the2e 2priite2

dave beiing feferii

egbert beiing 2ollux

and karkat beiing gamzee

ok thankyou yahoo

-Mod Becsprite

[blujayonthewing]

one stupid thing about my brain latching onto felix like a terrier in kill mode is that I live with my favorite and one of my best DMs and he is constantly cooking me the most hearty and scrumptious meals but I'm still, against my own will, sitting on the floor white-knuckle gripping the lad while we both starve to fucking death

[kyistell]

May we please have some NY hc’s? 👁️👁️

*not forcing*

I am so sorry for this being literal DAYS late, things happen but I still feel bad, anyway I shall deliver as it is better late than never!!

Doesn’t like planes (feel like it obvious why)

Can figure skate, likes to do so for 30 minutes as a warm up before hockey

He has a lot of scars, pretty much all on his chest and arms though he does have a good few on his legs

Met Delaware when he visited Netherlands home for the first time, he continued to visit every weekend until Netherland had to leave

Actually likes Netherland, way better than England that’s for sure

He found out that there was a another New state when he found New Mexico going through his kitchen, he still doesn’t have a single idea how NM had gotten there and neither does NM

Friendship bracelets, specifically Loom (the rubber bands)

He has some problems with his own humanity because while yes he is a state personification, he also had parents and has grandparents, something that pretty much every state except for a few have,  swimming in the Hudson didn’t help at all seeing as now he’s all sorts of something

While he and Jersey seem attached at the hip, they actually don’t spend nearly as much time together as the other states thing, yeah they are slightly attached at the hip but they will go weeks without a single hello at times

Hates change, he went through so much of it as a child that he can’t stand it now

Spinny chair go brrrrr

“I’m not autistic, I just don’t like you”

He can’t really drive, like he has his license but is terrified to use it in his own state, he prefers public transport in the city rather than driving and always lets Jersey drive whenever they are in a car

He doesn’t like fireworks, they are pretty much way to loud for him to be okay

Used to have a pet duck