#im gonna use moo i think

[omophagic-beast]

musing on a business card to hand out with my non-IPR info on it

the great question being: do i also put the IPR stuff on it, or do I simply carry around two business cards for these two facets of myself

[arolesbianism]

The "oh god one of my dupes caught hypothermia I need to help them immediately" to "I get it you're scalding stop crying it's only like 120 degrees" pipeline

[bunnis-monsters]

do you think the cow/bull hybrids would appreciate someone with thicc thighs and a big booty 😵‍💫 i got em irl and im a lil self conscious about em but

smth about a monster seeing someone with my build going "AWOOGA" does excellent things to my self-esteem

NSFW

warning: SIZE DIFFERENCE, tummy bulge, double penetration(two ds in v), breeding, pregnancy, lactation

You had just started working as a farmhand, helping carry out food for the cow hybrids and give them attention to make sure their milk production continued as usual.

They’re a bit dramatic, and if they aren’t given affection and attention, they won’t produce anymore!

So you started to spend a lot of time in the barn, stroking their cocks and milking them yourself.

It wasn’t easy work, but it paid well! It should have been embarrassing when they’d bury their head in your shoudler and moo pathetically while they filled the bucket up with cum, but weirdly enough you found it cute and endearing.

That morning, you pouted a little as you pulled up your jeans, having to jump and squirm to fit them over your fat ass. Your thighs were so plump, and your tummy poked out, to you it was annoying!

But as you strolled through the barn, giving the cow hybrids their food and chatting with the other employees, you never noticed the eyes following you as you walked.

After a few weeks of working there, you were finally allowed into the bull hybrid’s area. They were way more obvious with their staring, not caring to hide the way their cocks stood at attention when you walked by.

“Hey, heifer. You come to breed with us, huh?”

You nearly fell over when a bull hybrid pressed up against your ass, his cock slipping between your clothed thighs. “U-um, I’m not a heifer-“

You yelped when he grabbed a handful of your plump ass, squeezing harshly. “Shh, you’re a runt, aren’t you? Little thing, couldn’t keep my eyes off this fat ass of yours…”

He began to fuck your thighs, groaning into your ear. “Fuck, gonna give you a calf, okay? Bend over for me will y-“

Before he could get your pants down, a cow hybrid spotted him and charged, mooing angrily.

“H-hey! We had her first, you can’t touch!”

The cow hybrid pushed the bull, whining and grabbing at you, pulling you into his arms and nuzzling his head against your hair.

The bull huffed, pawing at the ground with his foot, but he couldn’t argue. The herds coexisted peacefully, and he didn’t want to risk a fight breaking out between them over who gets to mate you first.

The bulls would get their turn… but the cows wanted you, had earned you.

The cow guided you back to the barn, cooing and nuzzling against you, his tail wrapped around your leg. He was so big and warm, licking you with his large, flat tongue. “Come, it’s only a matter of time before the bulls get impatient. We’ll mate you first…”

It didn’t seem like you had any choice in the matter… not like you would refuse though, you were already soaking through your panties just from the encounter with that bull alone.

And seeing all the cows gather around you, stroking their cocks and running their large hands over your plump curves wasn’t helping.

“Sorry, little one. They didn’t hurt you, did they?”

One of the cows was already pulling your panties off, cupping your fat ass and lightly patting it, in awe as it jiggled.

“I’m okay… j-just…”

You whined, your pussy throbbing with need as you remembered the bull’s thick cock fucking your thighs before you were pulled away.

“Shh, shh…”

Several of the cow hybrids surrounded you, nuzzling into your neck and pushing their cocks between your thighs to fuck them. “Gonna breed you right, okay? Those mean bulls won’t be gentle with you, just a little runt… just a tiny heifer…”

You gasped as one of their fat cocks penetrated you, unable to speak before another one began poking at you, wanting in too.

The first cow fucked into you, licking your neck and mooing in pleasure as the other one whined and nuzzled in closer. They were so soft and fluffy, warm and sweet… but you weren’t sure if you could take two cocks in your pussy at once!

It seemed like it was happening anyways, a surprised yelp leaving your mouth as the second one entered your pussy, the men whining happily and fucking into you as gently as they could manage. You felt like you were being torn apart, stretched to your limits… but it felt amazing.

As they came, they were quickly replaced by others, and everyone got a turn with you, their lovely little heifer.

When your pussy was stuffed full, cum flowing down your thighs, the cows yawned and curled up around you protectively, licking your hair and trying to nest with you.

Farm work was… different after that day. The cows expected to breed you at least once a week, and within a month you were promoted, given free housing on the farm… as long as you kept the livestock happy.

During on outing, you noticed the cows acting a bit agitated, clingy to you more than usual. Despite this, they were leading you towards the bull hybrid barn, even though they had been keeping you away from it since your first encounter.

“It’s time for their turn…” one of the cows muttered with a pout. “Don’t worry, gonna keep you safe… but you gotta breed with them too… only fair…”

You were… excited. You loved the cow hybrids, but the bulls made your pussy throb in excitement.

The second the barn doors opened, all eyes were on you. You were presented before the bulls, only wearing a pair of panties.

“Ain’t a heifer anymore, is she? Bred her good…”

You were a bit confused, not knowing cow terminology… what did that mean?

You didn’t get enough time to think before a bull was crouching down to inspect your warm, soaked pussy. A long, flat tongue licked along your plump folds, making you moan.

“Making cute sounds for me already… when will she start producing?”

One of the cows huffed, pawing at the ground as he approached. “In a few months… once she’s showing you can’t have her, too rough. She’s little, just a runt.”

The bull rolled his eyes, standing at his full height. “Let me see that pretty pussy of yours, little one. Bend over.”

You obeyed, bending over and whimpering softly as he pushed one of his fingers into your needy cunt. “Sucking me in…”

He pulled his finger out, his cock twitching at the wet squelching sound your fat pussy made. “Fuck… needy little thing, aren’t you?”

When he finally pressed his cock against your pretty hole, the size difference between the bull hybrids and cow hybrids became apparent.

The bull was absolutely gigantic, towering over you as he started to push in. The stretch made you whimper and cling to one of the cow hybrids for comfort. Even when two cow hybrids had fucked into you at the same time, it was nothing compared to this!

The bull bottomed out inside you, licking at your neck and cheek with his massive tongue. It was almost difficult to breathe with his cock fucking into you, but it also felt so goddamn good that all you could to was blubber out pleas for more.

The cow hybrids fussed over you, holding your chubby belly as it bulged slightly each time the bull’s hips snapped against yours. They seemed more worried over you than usual, giving you kissing and playing with your throbbing clit.

By the time the bulls had all had their own turn, you were limp, your ass in the air as cum flowed down your fat thighs. You’d never felt so full, so stuffed before…

And you loved it.

Life was different for you after that. You learned a few days later that the reason behind the cow hybrids’ overprotective nature lately was due to you being pregnant with a calf.

As your belly grew heavy and swollen, it seemed you never got a break from your tits being suckled at. You produced so much milk due to being pregnant with a calf, more than any human woman was supposed to.

So you spent most of your days being fawned over, a cow or bull hybrid at your tit and sucking softly. You were always keeping someone’s cock warm, and you couldn’t be happier.

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[thedoggiestdog]

thinking about hucow transformation~

(inspired by an ao3 fic) i’m running out of money to spend but when i look at my phone i see an ad, it reads “low on funds? come down to farmer ted’s barn! pays $10,000 in CASH DAILY!!!” now, i’m too dumb to think about the consequences or even how this could be fake, i mean the farm is only 30 minutes away!

once i get there they ask me to fill out some paperwork but of course i don’t read it, why would i! (little did i know it was a contract stating i consented to anything and everything that’ll happen! that way if my friend and family called law enforcement to find me, they would find out im just a greedy little slut who just signed away the rest of my life to be a fat milk filled cow!)

now that paperwork has been filled out they take me to a private room, looks kind of like a doctors office? ‘hmm….this is a bit strange for a farm’ i think but then a man in a white coat comes in! he gives me a pill to swallow, not telling me what it’s for and when i’m not looking administers a shot that knocks me somewhat unconscious. i can feel everything but im so sleepy i cant move, all my limbs feel so heavy! my mind tells me to panic but im so sleepy i cant…wait…fuck…why am i so wet??? my cunt is THROBBING and just BEGGING to be filled! w-what?? i feel something pushing agaisnt my skin right above my tailbone from the inside, is that- no it can’t be…(it infact was a pretty little fluffy cow tail emerging from her back) ouch! my head hurts so bad!! like there’s something splitting my skull!! they’re so pointy, almost like…HORNS??? and my tits are feeling so full all of a sudden, almost like i need to be milked? this is so weird, im not pregnant! why would i feel like this! what is happening to me!! more importantly, why do i feel so good

“w-w-whatsssss h-ha-happening to m-me?” i ask the man in the white coat. “shh don’t worry about it Daisy, soon you’ll be the prettiest, FATTEST, cow we got! god, i can’t wait to see how big you get when big ben fucks you full of his seed, forcing you to carry his calf’s. shh don’t worry that pretty little head of yours momma, everything will be alright pretty girl~”

i groan lowly from the pain and pleasure of everything that’s happening, feeling myself get wetter and needier by the second. i’m on all fours now, the man petting my head and whispering about everything that’s going to happen to me, saying that i’m gonna get so big and round. my body’s starting to sag with how full my UDDERS tits are using a gloved hand he starts to remove my clothing, two tiny milk stained patches form on my shirt and my pants and panties are soaked from how wet i am. i’m so out of it i don’t even register that im fully naked until i feel something in my swollen and enlarged clit

“shhhh it’s okay daisy, everything’s alright now darling, easy now. we’re gonna take gooooood care of you. you’re leaking already! good job pretty girl! most cows don’t produce until the end of the first week, you already got a little bit goin' there now! god, farmer ted’s gonna be so happy and pleased with you now!” he tells me he needs to do an inspection but i’m too gone to even register what’s happening, i let out a low moo groan when i feel his thick gloved hand on my clit

he begins his inspection by measuring how big my clit is, saying is .5 centimeters bigger than it was when we started and how that’s totally normal! hes so proud of me and his praise makes me so happy! embarrassed and humiliated!! why is my tail wagging why am i enjoying this? what’s happening to me?? without warning i suddenly feel him push two fingers into my sopping cunt, i let out another moo moan at the shear size of his fingers. he states that im now open and wet enough for the plug! “wh-what plug??”

he begins to work in the large dildo plug with a knotted base, stating that it’s an exact replica of big ben’s bullcock (same as for women, men can be turned into bulls here, kept only for the sole purpose of breeding hucows, big ben just happens to be the biggest and most fertile bull they have!) he makes it about half way when i let out a series of whines and moans, not even hiding my pleasure anymore. my udders tits are just so full of milk i’m now hunched over, tiny little beads of milk spurting from my nipples. (when aroused hucows tend to produce more milk!) my tiny frame can’t even hold me up anymore. the man notices this, saying that once im all big and round i wont ever have to deal with this problem again.

he continues working the fat silicone bullcock into my tight little hucow cunt, petting my hair and trying his hardest not to get wacked in the face by my rapidly swishing tail. he announces that now it’s the hard part- getting the knot in. “shhh it’s okay girl, we’re gonna get you through this knot and you’ll be a happy happy cow, isn’t that right girl! god you’re such a beaut! i can’t wait to show you off at the fair! you’re gonna make us so rich Dais!” i start moaning and mooing in a mix of pleasure and pain when he starts working the knot into me, he’s trying his hardest to calm me down by whispering and shushing me, but noticed how swollen my clit is. he knows he’s not usually supposed to do this but he can on *special* occasions. he realizes how scared i am of the knot and with his free gloved hand begins rubbing my clit while working in the knot, making me arch my back insanely deep, opening up and accepting the knot.

i’m instantly cumming, taking the knot like the good little cow i am. he’s praising me for doing such a good job, being such a good girl and saying how beautiful i am. i’m so fucked out and still out of it from the drugs he gave me that i don’t even notice when he slips a lubed up finger into my ass, prepping me for the silver metal size 1 buttplug.

“shhh it’s okay girl, we need you allll filled up and ready for when it’s big ben’s turn to have his way with you, sh sh sh sh, i know it hurts momma, but you’ll be okay girl, you can take it. you’re almost there baby girl” he’s about halfway through getting the metal plug with a pink rhinestone through my tiny tight hole when i let out the loudest most humiliating sound of my life.

“enghhh~ ahh! MOOOOOOOOO”

he chuckles when he notices how my body tenses at the sound that just came out of me. “ha, now ain’t that a pretty noise darlin! just wait until big ben uses you! i wanna hear more of that!” once the plug is fully in, my greedy hole swallowing it like it’s nothing, i feel so insanely turned on and full.

the man takes off his gloves and before he gets a new pair, using his bare hand slaps me asscheek. using both hands he starts playing with my globes, saying how pretty and milky they are. they’ve gotten bigger since i got here, that mystery drug making me bigger there as well as my hips and thighs, making me all soft and pliable, my hard muscle turning into nothing but soft pliable fat.

he brings around a tray with supplies, administers another shot which is supposed to numb me of any feeling including pain. he slips on his new gloves and sterilizes something gold on the tray but i can’t see what it is, too gone to feel or notice anything. i can’t see or feel it but he’s just pierced my septum and added a gold ring, saying how i look so beautiful like this. he massages my belly and he and i can both feel the giant bulge in the pit of my womb. the 18 inch bullcock so impossibly deep inside of me. he attaches a black leather collar with a gold cowbell on it, and wiggles it just to hear the jingle.

now, in his protocol, since he’s the farms head milker and cow trainer, he’s allowed to do pretty much whatever he wants that is in the name of improving the livestock. his bulge is painfully hard, so he wakes me up a little, not enough to be fully conscious but enough to have some function. he shoves his 9 inch dick into my warm, soft and wet mouth, making sure i take it to the base. i become more aware during this, panicking and groaning at the sudden force. “ahh- that’s it girl, nice and easy” he says, meanwhile i’m groaning around his member. thoughts of ‘this isn’t right, somethings wrong’ quickly being silenced and turned into ‘he feels so good, i’m so full, i love being full’. i’m so confused, this isn’t right so why does it feel so good? why am i enjoying this? is that my tail wagging?? did he just cum in my mouth? why does this feel so good? why do i want more…

he quickly puts his pants back on, his half hard dick haphazardly being shoved back into its confines. he dresses me in a cow print bikini, making sure to test my milk production before, i only was able to produce a few drops but that’s more than anyone is usually able to on the first day. “i guess you were just destined to be a cow dais!” why does he keep calling me daisy and why do i like it. why does it feel right

he hooks his arm in between my thighs and stomach to lift me off the table like he would a farm animal. he takes me to my stall/pen which is complete with a bed of hay, and two troughs. one with water, and one with something that’s reminiscent of what a cow would eat. i’m not an actual cow, what the fuck??

he sets me down gently on the hay, i’m too gone to respond to it. “great job girl, you did so good today. you’re really gonna make us all happy here. welcome to hucow farms Daisy.”

teehee hi guys this got longer than i intended it to, uhhhhhhh reblog and comment if you want more, i intend to make this into a little series :>

[soulhavens]

my running list of wallaru thoughts (plus one or two headcanons)

the trauma from sybil's speech ))):

the wallaru zeke quest i midnight oil - a slurry of plant-life and dream water, used in place of coffee.... the YW definitely is the Midnight Oil addict (caffeine addict yknow??) - they run on stress and Midnight Oil lol

i hate the sounds that the dingos make when we defeat them ):

Krokodile dundara tries to fight his own battles but the YW steps in... dundara kinda reminds me of moo bo (moo bu?) in that he comments on the wiz's uhhh.... battle-readiness

anyway it seems like the wiz has some pent up aggression that they're looking to burn off with battles

the kangaroo bushwhackers comment on how the YW takes their battle v seriously.... so no holding back on the YW's part

I think it'd be cool if we get to see our companions do some of the mob fights?

the bushwhackers are unionized!!

Fallen Arachna Empire... WHAT. "Great Prince"???? oh no

lol spiders of the multiverse. i see you KI, i see you

how did i know it was a con

fghjkkjdhg the loading screen for Rest by the Fire

daseinnnnnnnnnnn D:< i miss you

did we just get a cut scene for a cannonball-ed emu?

are we about to re-enact the emu wars LMAO

phett and cadd - i see you KI, i see you

when we're destroying the emu cannons... we're walking along quite a thin ledge. i bet the yw isnt in a great headspace here for a number of reasons

did we just get called out for being isekai-ed into the spiral???

i bet the outback makes the yw feel nostalgic for the aero plains (god i miss the aero plains..)

dasein )): "It is you! the real you" im gonna cry

aaaahhhhh "and what are my dreams, my unrealized reals?" "I want to be Something. I want to be good. I want to belong (everywhere)"

has the wallaru loading screen been changing as we go through the world? like it was just the poster and now its the poster with "ned collie was right" and i think thats super fucking cool

in hindsight it's probably cued into which area you're loading.... but it gives the effect of "its evolving as you play thru wallaru" which i like

the yw keeps nodding off and having dasein dreams, which makes me think that during this world the yw is just chronically running on a lack of Good sleep, yknow?

something about judge judi is throwing me off. i dont like her.

VEG???? not you ):<

wait actually? maybe not so bad....

who tf is the prince theyre talking about. i s2g.

oh goodie. corrupt government. didnt see that coming.

patrick warburton??? (no, unfortunately)

fought the law and won..... what an interesting badge. the yw is collecting so much trauma (:

bonesbury rules of magical combat?? (ok i know this is a play on john locke... but im intrigued by there being various sets of magical combat rules)

i love morp

oh god wait are we about to get into some matrix plots? yknow. cos morpheus?

"Even way out here we've heard of the one who walked the Reverie" i think its interesting that diff NPCs know the YW for diff reasons which is cool

"can't let anyone around the barrier with corrupted influences about" but we are child of light and shadow, divine paradox, touched by shadow.... hmm

me, staring at the magistreto, squinting: "...maestro? master? professor hex? the professor? is this another dr who reference??"

i like how small we are in the eucalyptus forest

dont mind me side-eyeing sandiago

did..... did we just watch an NPC get vored? oop no theyre alive

it amuses me so much that phasmanian devils can do the apollo spell (and it amuses me still that hes a chicken because apollo. a pollo. hah!) - also... thinking about how spells work again, especially when theyre based on an in-game character/npc/boss you fight... (coughcough the morganthe spells)

i am going to slap these judges and also these gold class guests

dasein stop breaking my heart ))):

"But you can brainwrite yourself. Just jump in the lake. See the scaries what haunt them when the sand hits their eyes." - oh boy... the YW is def not in a great headspace and everyone else can tell

okay so the dialogue box says "Sandiago camel" and "old one camel" but the mob title is "Feral camel" lol? wait wait wait old one??

hey sandiago im getting a bad feeling about you and morp too (rip me from approximately 13 notes ago)

"The Dreamer has only ever been seen by Wallu. Imagine what it could create if fueled by diverse experience?" oh no i'm getting a bad feeling about this

Freddie Croaker says to tell Judge Veg he says hi, but it doesn't seem like we as the YW do that? (at least not in the dialogue immediately following the instance..)

welp. morp.

"They built the Great Barrier because strangers came here, right up to the Dreamer itself, and made something horrible. An engine of evil it was, that could reshape the Spiral. Even the Great Tree could not perceive it. We could not allow such a creation." Oh no oh no oh no... i'm getting bad feelings b/c dasein... and the yw... and the old one..

"then we enter the dreaming to.." sandiago.... why are you trying to access the dreaming? and with morp continually being like "i feel like i know you" hmmmmm

its fucked up that you fight hostages but also i like the mechanics. i know that damaging the hostages is like breaking the aura on them which is like the ropes, but wouldn't it fucked up if you actually had to damage the hostages to release them

god these judges are sooooooo annoying

"Ten, nine, the Spiral hates Dasein" KI ARE YOU TRYING TO MAKE ME SOB

"in these waves which are not water swim the thoughts which yearn to be real" i am sensing a major potential for YW angst right here

avatars of avarice... are we about to get into layers of hell/seven deadly sins or something?

sandiago was the one who guided the old one to wallaru... interesting........ ohhhhhh he was a founer of the cabal. wild.

i'd need to go back and do mirage since i dont really have an opinion on sandiago.... but more yw angst potential (:< this time with Betrayal

"This sapce is special. Its waters are not entirely real, thus not visible to Bartleby - a blindspot in reality." interesting piece of lore that i need to think about

oh are we finally cashing in on freddie kroaker's "say hi to judge veg for me"? nice

so far i do like the theme of "you can have done some Not Great Things in the past and still grow and change and learn"

ok wait judge veg's "I was always a fighter, a weapon to be aimed. First against the outlaws of Wallaru, then against unhealthy diets, then the Spiral itself. I don't know what to do after this." jdgkl;akdjfksoa;dkfja;dkf im - I think veg and the YW would reallly relate to the "a weapon to be aimed" line

"...because I'm a bad guy" not a big fan of this line, or of freddie kroaker in general..

freddie's plan was to remake a toxic, juggernaut crab..

the dreamer is bartleby but like different? hm "from his unconsciousness imaginings come new realities' idk how to feel about that

we get to connect dasein to the dreamer though <3

"Wizard, you are real. and so is he." ajdgkls;ajdka dasein and the yw real <3

"What are you doing here?" "We're here for you, to help you figure out where you belong" omgomgomgomgomg

dasein my beloved

"Was [our Walkabout] all you had hoped, Wizard? You did not face your demons, nor realize your truth as we all did." [insert YW's assumed dialogue here] "Haha, indeed, well said my friend. Your truth is to help others, as you demonstrated countless times in our journey. Your walk was for your friend after all." - I'm unsure about how I feel about this line too - in some sense I was hoping the YW would get more of their own conclusion, although i understand thats not possible with the way the wiz protagonist works

[kits-ships]

4, 9, + 10 for aziraphale + crowley to answer !!

hi anon i cant remember which ask game this was from so im gonna assume it was the useless info one :3 thank u so much and sorry for bein silly!!

4.) what’s your second favorite memory of seraphina?

My second favorite? What an interesting question. It's hard to rank moments like that when you've been around for six millennia, but I am rather fond of the time we had matching, white dresses and went bar-hopping. It was quite unusual for us, but Seraphina wasn't very familiar with different varieties of wine and I felt entitled to help! Afterwards, I lost one of my shoes to a storm drain and Seraphina managed to get her lipstick all over my shoulder when she fell asleep at the fifth bar. We were lucky to find our ways home that night!

Sera's rabbit ate through my shoe the first night I slept over. He'd been stomping the whole time we were in the living room and I'd been making fun of him for being jealous. I guess he understood me, though, because he really did a number on them. When I went to leave and found them all chewed-up, Sera immediately burst into tears and began to apologize over and over. She didn't really remember the whole 'miracle' thing, I guess. Anyways, the shoes are fine, now, and Moo still hates me. Woe is me.

9.) what’s their beige flag?

A beige flag? One moment, please.

Uh. I'm gonna go with the fact that, when she randomly remembers things, she bolts upright and makes a little noise that scares the living hell out of me. It's like her brain is getting a notification. We could be asleep at 4am and she'll jump up, squeak and begin to shake me like she didn't just make me fear for my immortal life. Sometimes it's stuff from her life as an angel, and sometimes its something she forgot at the grocery store.

Okay, I'm back! And I believe I understand, now.

Seraphina has the ability to fall asleep at anytime and anywhere. At the till of her shop? She's sleeping next to the register. Waiting in like at the market? I have to make sure she doesn't drop everything when she begins to nod-off. It's not really in her control, but it's quite interesting, nonetheless. I could probably tell her that the world was ending and she would sleep through it all. Hm. We may be used to facing the end of the world, though.

10.) assign seraphina a song based on what you think an amv of your guys’ relationship would have playing in it.

Can we get some questions that I don't have to explain to Aziraphale? I didn't even know what an AMV was.

Don't be rude!

Fine. Okay. Somebody to Love, then. That's easy enough, yeah?

Oh, but you'd have to pick an ABBA song! They're her favorite! Something like Our Last Summer would work quite well, I believe. Seraphina would enjoy that.

You two and your ABBA.

Earth Angel, then?

I think we're too predictable, Angel.

[liquid-geodes]

Compiling a list of JPisms (funny things JP has said) that will be making their way into my regular vocabulary:

"A bee's dick of a thing"

"Eff my hoot owl"

"I'm a cow"

"I'm a lawn mower moo moo"

"Sick nasty bro I made it down there"

"1 2 3 I'm a ball in distress"

"It ain't easy being hard"

"Can I put my clothes back on?"

"Ride the line like a pinecone"

"There's questions I want to know but answers I don't have"

"WISTOL PITCH"

"I will fid you bedwell"

"Let me put my naked back on"

"Slow and steady wins her"

"Are you titing my source?"

"I CANT there's a little PeNiS that hits me!"

"It's not fun down in the shaft Wade"

"I got f'd in the boom boom"

"It's a tumor dick, tudick... why aren't you a dick?"

"Thank you I blew myself"

"If it goes up you know it's time"

"STOP IN THE NAME OF THE LAW"

"We over shat that"

"What the frickin Jeffery dude"

"There's a big dick maze"

"The trees have no gravity"

"No gar, we're not pirates"

"Am I usher?"

"I like to eat pineapples"

"My names bethany"

"I'm one behind calm your tee tahs"

"tEAT my patience"

"We went up to go down, it's logic!"

"It was a complete strategy to my strategy guide!"

"This is actually basketball and I'm winning"

"What was I thinking? Again! Part two"

"Smack a goat and call me billy"

"No, it's crab crack"

"That's just not correct"

"IM LONELY AND NOW THE WORLD KNOWS IM SINGLE. HAPPY BIRTHDAY"

"He's got the brain power of a microwave"

"Some of us just died of dysentery"

"You ran out of pee pee"

"Come on! Be the little hoe that can!"

"I'll write you a dicket"

"Jump, little hoe!"

"Yeah I masterbate when I fall to my DEATH"

"I'm sucking the pickle"

"Keyboards have rights'

"With size comes less use"

"No YOU thought of it, hole"

"Of sadness and hatred except, hole in one"

"I'm gonna rip my nipples off"

"That's a lot of cow holes"

"I'm not expecting to win, I'm just looking for not last place!"

"I don't know what I just did as an acorn, but it wasn't human"

"Are we dildos?"

"Oh I wanna go look at the mouse :("

"🎶 Jack frost jacking off his nose 🎶"

"This sucks like a chicken"

"A cow goes bounce!"

"You know what else blows? A fan"

"The little nutsack that wouldn't"

"I'm in last place don't take that away from me"

"Oh gravity! I forgot about that"

"I'm not sick I'm allergies"

"Thank you dude I feel pretty hot"

"The boys in the yard with the milkshakes"

"I got in then I was out burger"

"I do the same shot 3 times and get 4 different results"

"I'm bad, but I'm glad to be Brad. I'm Brad, bad."

"Do you ever want to just... eat a donut."

"Is combat on?"

"I'm gonna rip my nipples off"

"It IS a pretty dumb ramp..."

"What are you sucking you're in there"

"I am inevitable. Wade is.. trying to go too hard at the Hardee's"

"You're an egg"

"Aw babe"

"🎶 it is very tropical and I don't know why I want to cry myself to sleep everyday🎶"

"It's Romano"

"WHY ARE YOU WASTING ALL OUR TIME YOU NIPPLE TWISTING MOTHER EFFER"

"Think of a little turtle. Now think of him in soup. Yeah you're sad now."

"I'm a gOOse"

"I don't like the situation I'm in"

"I'm an idiom"

"Sit back, grab a drink, and enjoy the ride"

"If I still had nipples I'd rip them off right now"

"I can't believe it, I can't believe it's not butter, I'm a bogey"

List will be updated as I discover more

[moonbyuls-gay-hand]

MAMAMOO IN SG

- Yong is obsessed with STEADY BOMBIBI

- Byul keeps yelling out SHIOK SHIOK and sang “Singapura… Oh Singapura…”, the song they learnt while they did their fanmeet in 2019

- Wheein and Hyejin kept laughing at Moonsun’s attempt to talk singaporean slang lmao

- Hyejin said she didnt expect the seats to be filled and said our energy was really great

- Third floor aka my area was the loudest according to mamamoo and gave us a group heart (which we couldnt take photos bcs security)

this was my attempt to be sneaky and take a blurry ass photo

- Yong did something (i forgot what) and Byul yelled “YOURE CRAZYYY” and then messed up her part during Taller Than You. Bij blamed it on Yong and yelled “YOURE CRAZYYYY” again. She tried to go to Wheein and play with her but Wheein acted like she didnt know Byul. #shedeservesit

- Moomooshin-nim made a comeback but she was shy uwu

- Hyejin was being a sweetheart and sat down at the edge of the stage and looked at all the moos at Cat 1 🥹🥹

- Everyone was so hyped during LIEC with their moobongs, even moos were hyped and screamed with them

- Byul was shielding her eyes from the spotlight and looked up while waving, idk where she was looking but i tried waving and she waved back. i waved faster and she waved faster too. im just gonna assume she was looking at me 🥹 me, you, we both cant see each other clearly 🥹🥹

- we had a fanevent where everyone was holding up a banner. mamamoo loved it and wanted to take a photo. they squat down and was ready to pose when solar asked “wait whos gonna take our photo” 🤣🤣

- byul went to kiss a towel, went to each member and asked them to kiss, swung it and threw it pretty far. i think that lucky fan got out of their seat and caught it. (if i got the towel, my mum would probably wash it and i would most definitely cry)

- Byul closed by saying “SHIOK SHIOK I LOVE YOU DEEP DEEP DEDEDEDEEEPPP”

all that i can remember from todays concert. ily mamamoo i wanna see you up close. my old ageing eyes didnt do me justice, i wanted to see you guys in hd 4k resolution 😭

[omegamoo]

moo do you have tips on how to draw

oh god uhm. these are vague more mindset-based things, warning. u can look up tutorials for how to actually draw if that’s what ur looking for… i know that’s how i started drawing. but okay. sure let’s go:

draw what makes u happy for realsies!!! i am never motivated to draw if i don’t like what i’m drawing. also find materials that make you happy (what digital brushes you like, what traditional mediums your prefer) because motivation is higher if u like what ur working with ive found

study the world around you. this goes for everything. people and clothes and backgrounds and animals. you’re living in it right now! i like to look at what i’m wearing and draw jade in it. or like. reference pictures!!!!!! gives me something to go off of. traits + such. i really want to work on just. going outside and drawing trees. because i can just see them! and i suck at drawing trees which has got to be a fixable problem

don’t be afraid of messing up or creating something that looks “bad” because it’s impossible to create something truly bad + u r ur own worst critic. if you’re just starting out it’s not gonna be how you want it to be right away because that takes time. my art style is always always evolving i am always growing. practice practice practice draw everywhere. get used to the feeling of pencil in ur hand. draw fanart on math sheets when you’re bored (i promise u no one’s judging) carry around a sketchbook and draw when ur inspired if you like traditional doodles

on the other side of “don’t be scared” is be proud of urself when u make something you like… celebrate that!!! yay!!

drawing is legit my everything i think. some days i hâte what im drawing some days nothing works and that’s okay too though. i pour my heart on paper and that’s what’s important. to me

[mooifyourecows]

moo in so conflicted

eventually i want to at least try to be fluent in spanish korean and polish but i wanna start learning at least 2 now

i’m learning spanish in school and i’m going to have my friends mom teach me because she’s actually fluent and my teacher is not and he’s a horrible teacher i can’t stand him

BUT i also wanna learn a second language simultaneously because i’m bored out of my mind and it looks good on college apps

so i’m looking into korean because hangul is so fun and i consume a lot of korean media, plus since it’s a different alphabet, most americans (at least non-korean americans) don’t choose to learn it so it’ll stand out

i think the standing out thing also applies to polish and i have a more sentimental connection to it since i’m very polish and i really wanna go visit one day and see where my great great grandparents lived and i also just think it’s a beautiful language, and a big part of wanting to learn korean is the media and being able to understand what i’m enjoying, but i also want to start listening to more polish music and watching more polish tv so i’m not sure

also! if you have a second (or third or fourth and so on) language you can speak what is it? do you have any languages you wanna learn? i think i want to learn romanian as well but that’s for the future for sure

I hear that after you learn your second language, it's much easier to learn more. If I were you, I'd focus on learning Spanish. Really get the hang of it, immerse myself in learning it to the point that Im practicing it every day. I wouldnt want to overwhelm myself with multiple languages at once, especially languages that are SO different from each other. I don't want to mix up rules, right?

Then, once I feel like I've got a good understanding of it, maybe to the point of being able to hold conversations, I'd maybe consider dipping my toes in another language.

I don't think learning one language at a time should be very boring, unless you're some kind of language learning machine and its not challenging enough for you. If that's the case, then you should learn it quickly enough that you can move onto the next one easy peasy without having to juggle two at a time. If it is boring, then maybe you should find new ways to make it interesting? Find some podcasts to listen to or do some fun writing/reading exercises/games. Listen to Spanish music and try to interpret it as you do, even write the lyrics down and then check the official translation online to see how well you did! Watch Spanish media with the subtitles off and see how much you can understand!

Find a way to make it fun!

After you get the hang of the act of learning a language, the world is your oyster! Learn Korean and Polish and German and Japanese and Cantonese or even Tamil!

Don't get too hung up on trying to achieve everything all at once. Learning languages is hard. It's something that you never really stop doing, even with your native language. It's gonna take time and for a while its going to be so frustrating, but eventually, if you stick with it, it'll all come together

And to answer your question, nah I don't know any language other than English. I took a semester of Spanish in college but it was at like 7 am in the morning and I didn't do like 100 of the online exercises. I'm pretty sure I only passed because my partner and I took it together and sat at the front of the class and participated with every lesson as a way to suck up for all the.... not doing of the homework.

I'd love to learn more languages some day though! Spanish would be my top because it seems the most useful here in America. But I'm really interested in Arabic and African languages. Like maybe Yoruba or Igbo. Japanese and Korean are obviously two that I'd really like to learn because of the whole media consumption deal. I would love to be able to watch anime or Korean media without subtitles. Oh and also ASL. I would looooooove to know how to use ASL

Anyway, I wish you the best of luck in learning! Stick to it and don't give up! You can do it, I believe in you! 🌈🖤

[lasclhill]

Han juri mugen archive 18

#HAN JURI MUGEN ARCHIVE 18 UPDATE#

#HAN JURI MUGEN ARCHIVE 18 ARCHIVE#

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JnXC's Juri dons a red Shadalloo cap and some tattered clothes similar to some looks we've seen on M. Not only did they share some new in-game shots of the costumes (we've previously only seen them in concept art form), they were even kind enough to tack on an alternate color for each of the DLC uniforms. Translated to - Youre gonna be raped next Rohan: Shut Up Ill use my heavens door on you Now GET OUT OF MY SIGHT, before I call the police Reply Join the community to add your comment.Īlready a deviant Log In DeviantArt - Homepage About Contact Core Membership Careers Developers Advertise Terms of Service Etiquette Privacy Policy Copyright Policy Help FAQ DeviantArt Facebook DeviantArt Instagram DeviantArt Twitter 2021 DeviantArt All Rights reserved.Capcom announced today via Twitter that both of these fresh looks will be dropping in just three days on Thursday, March 18. I couldnt care less about anything else Minotaur: Random Moos. Reply 1 like ZoroWarner Edited Rohan: DO YOU THINK THAT I, ROHAN KISHIBE, DRAW MANGA FOR MONEY AND FAME I draw comics because I want to be read Thats the one and only reason. Reply Beast-fight Cool I like when bestial rapists get what they deserve Reply ZoroWarner Agreed Bestiality is the WORST part of hentai MUGEN Reply InitiativeDrive121 Rohan: Take that NOTE: Its me Jansen121, I Had 2 DA Accounts but these ones are really crappy imo. Image details Image size 640x480px 57.75 KB Published: 2019 - 2021 ZoroWarner Comments 6 Join the community to add your comment.

#HAN JURI MUGEN ARCHIVE 18 ARCHIVE#

Why does the Minotaur have to be an 18 character, are those idiots dirty minded or something Heres Rohan Kishibe (Made By Amarimono) from JoJos Bizarre Adventure: Diamond Is Unbreakable (his face isnt shown due to the Minotaur being up close) with his Stand Heavens Door getting revenge on the rapist Minotaur for a good reason - Because I Hate 18 MUGEN Also I might be making a SFW Version of Minotaur in the future with different moves instead.īy the way Two Safe For Work Versions of the Same Minotaur is Available in MUGEN Archive Ill remake this video very soon - On another channel since the other one is gone JJBA Belongs to Hirohiko Araki David Production. You can also see the Minotaurs velocity meter on the right as well. The Minotaur is my favourite mythical monster of all time, but this wannabe bull-headed, Minotaur-like MUGEN character literally sexually rapes victims at any cost instead of fighting, Im not joking.Īlso hes actually a sprite edit of a ne Zangief from Street Fighter (but tanned) with the Oxs head taken from SNKs Karnovs Revenge (a Fighting Game) and uses generic bull sound effects. Rohan Kishibes Payback to MUGENs Minotaur By ZoroWarner Watch 5 Favourites 6 Comments 229 Views NOTE: The Minotaur who chases the Goldilocks girl in the intro or drinks the potion and does something gross (in Dark Palette as shown here) actually rapes victims While his other intros with the walk in intro with the CPS2 Theme or Mooing with the Microphone doesnt rape at all, instead he just fights like a regular fighter. Poll Ask the community Find out what other deviants think - about anything at all.ĭA Muro Paint a picture Experiment with DeviantArts own digital drawing tools.ĭeviation Actions Add to Favourites Comment See More by ZoroWarner You Might Like. Literature Submit your writing Upload stories, poems, character descriptions more.Ĭommission Get paid for your art Sell custom creations to people who love your style. Journal Post a journal Share your thoughts, experiences and the tales behind the art.

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[isimpoveryou]

jealousy,jealousy

tom holland x reader

face claim: olivia rodrigo

hello im back everyone! how are ya'll doing? sorry for a long update since im very busy with school and i have a lot of assignment you know all those stuff i hate but still do it anyway. also i just got vaccinated which is like one of the best feeling ever. anyway enjoys todays update everyone.

warning: english is my second language

sour masterlist

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ykaaar even if im in rome right now but an invitation would be nice

yourinstagram no <3

ykaaar 🖕

y/nfan09 ^^ when did that happen??

yourinstagram i dm him, victoria, thomas, and ethan how much i love them and like hours later they answered my dm, its still feel weird texting them

maneskinfan12 .....did t*m ho**and just liked this post?

y/nfan729 ^^^ YES IKR

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y/nfan11 PLSSS- 😭💀

conangray we look hot (ps: to y/n fans you will like this new song)

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y/nfan99 ^^ i think we know by now- just saying

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yourinstagram you go out everynight @yourfriendsinstagram

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y/nfan90 i swear they are the main character

yourfriendsinstagram did they lie tho? no they did not

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y/nfan12 I THINK I THINK TO MUCH BOUT KIDS WHO DONT KNOW ME ( plsss the shade over this song for t*m ho**and's 12 year olds fans)

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[danniburgh]

Past Grievances & Turning Points (a RushBit mini-series) part 1

Pairing: Javier Peña x ofc//f!reader with name.

Summary: You just moved with Javier, but you can't live your life wearing his clothes, so the two of you start a road trip to your house in Albuquerque in which you take the time to tell him everything he still needed to know about you.

Word count: +4k

Chapter warnings: mentions of violence

A/N: This is canon RushBit after the main story; i had such a hard time getting into this for some reason, but finally here we are, im so excited for this side of the story, really <3

ao3 // fic index // Masterlist

comments and reblogs are eternally appreciated 💓

gif: @fuckyeahjavierpena

“Javier,” you whispered in his ear again, he shifted slightly and let out a sigh when you ran your hand through his hair “Javi, baby,” you called, he hummed in response and you smiled “breakfast’s ready.”

Javier let out another unintelligible hum and your smile widened, you left a kiss on his cheek and left him there to wake up if he had gotten or not the message; you walked out of the room, made sure to let the door ajar so at least some of the smell of the food you and Chucho had made together woke him up fully and made your way back to the kitchen.

“Still asleep?” Chucho asked when he saw you walk into the kitchen, he was already sitting and eating, Pepe sitting next to him whining for a bite, you nodded and sat next to him.

“He has a lot to make up for.” you teased, Chucho grunted a smile while you poured maple syrup on your pancakes.

“At least he doesn’t get those nightmares anymore, Florecita,” he said, cutting a piece of his sausage and dropping it to the floor for Pepe to eat “ya, ten, perro necio.” (cut it, here, stubborn dog)

“Lucky him.” you muttered with a piece of pancake inside your mouth.

“Is that another of my shirts?” you heard from one side as you cut another piece of pancake, you lifted your head to look at Javier, still rubbing sleep off his eyes as he walked inside the kitchen.

“Yeah,” you replied, Chucho asked for the syrup in a mutter that you had learned to identify in the two weeks you’d been living with them, “why?” you asked, handing the bottle to him.

Javier sat next to you with his plate in one hand and a coffee cup in the other, you looked at Pepe, that sat between you, looking at Javier.

“Just asking.” he said, shrugging as he blew slightly to his coffee.

“I need clothes.” you commented, stretching over your plate to reach for a napkin, Chucho called Pepe to give him another piece of sausage.

“We can go buy some later.” Javier replied with another shrug, you frowned with a slight smile on your face.

“Why? I have my stuff,” you told him, Javier looked at his dad pet Pepe and rolled his eyes, not having really listened to what you said “Javi, I need to go back to Albuquerque.”

“What?” he almost choked on the sip of coffee he was drinking, his brow furrowed. You raised your eyebrows “why? what happened?” he asked.

You looked at Chucho with your mouth slightly agape and a flabbergasted smile on it, the old man looked at you, shrugged and kept on eating.

“My things, Javier,” you enunciated, “I gotta pick up my stuff if I’m gonna live here, I can’t live dressed in your clothes.” Javier relaxed visibly.

“You look good in my clothes,” he leaned back on the chair with a small smirk on his mouth, you threw him your balled napkin and he chuckled, “fine then, when do you wanna leave?”

“First thing tomorrow.” you replied, sipping from your own cup of coffee.

“A’right, we leave tomorrow.” Javier leaned forward and picked up his fork.

“Wait, you're coming with me?” you asked him, Javier didn’t look at you, he cut a piece of sausage. Pepe huffed at the smell.

“Who’s gonna help you pack?”

--

You yawned again as you carried your small bag on your shoulder; you shivered slightly when you walked out of the house to put the bag inside the truck because of your dampened hair making contact with the chilly morning air.

You looked up at the early morning dark sky and closed your eyes as you breathed in the sweet smell of the night dew resting on the little patches of grass around the house; there was something about the few late nights and early mornings you had spent with Javier there, something you hadn’t given yourself the time to put into words or expressing to him. Something that made you feel like you belonged there, like that was your space in the world, in that ranch with the man you loved, his dad, a big dog and the mooing of the cows that could be heard once in a while. You fit there.

You heard Javier’s heavy steps as he walked out of the house and you turned around to look at him as he closed the door.

“Could you make more noise, honey?” you teased with a low voice, Javier rolled his eyes at you and you looked at the boots he was wearing, you shook your head and smiled at him as he walked towards you.

“All ready?” he asked, resting his hands on your waist, gently tugging you against him, you smiled and nodded, “good,” Javier leaned to leave a soft kiss on your lips; your breath hitched at the deepness of that soft kiss, when he broke the contact to look at you, you let out a heavy sigh that made him smile. “I’ll drive.” he whispered, and you nodded again in response.

Javier slid his hands away from you and you bit your lip once he turned to walk around the truck and get inside; you did the same, buckled your seatbelt and shifted on the seat to look at him as he turned on the ignition; you scoffed as he backed the truck slowly through the driveway, wondering if he would be able to endure the thirteen hour drive.

“What’s so funny?” he asked with half a smile, reaching for the seatbelt on his left side, you shook your head and he narrowed his eyes at you.

“You look good today.” you muttered, leaning forward to turn on the radio, Javier let out a chuckle and gripped the steering wheel. A song you didn’t know but was sung in spanish started on the radio and you folded your arms on your chest.

“We’re using the two-eighty-five?” he asked as he turned on the main street, you hummed in response “and then where, we go through El Paso?” you turned to look at him.

“El Paso? no way, that’s extra forty-five minutes,” you huffed “we keep on the two-eighty-five basically until it ends,” Javier groaned “then we turn on the route sixty-six and we’re basically there, the house is on the outskirts.”

“You’re helping me drive, right?” he teased, you laughed.

“Of course, you big baby.” you replied with a smile on your face, Javier scoffed and kept driving with one hand, dropping the other softly on your thigh.

“I was thinking,” he let out as he turned again on the main highway to leave Laredo, you hummed in response as you unfolded your arms, lowered the voice of the radio and took his hand with yours, admiring the little wrinkles of his knuckles, “if we’re gonna live together, we should build our house.”

“What?!” you almost shrieked, Javier let out a chuckle.

“Well, you didn’t think we were gonna live with my dad forever, did you?” he glanced at you.

“Well…” he gripped your hand tightly and you reciprocated the grip, the thought made you nervous; it was another step, that, although it was very obvious, it also seemed enormous in comparison to what it had been happening since you arrived at Laredo “I guess you’re right.”

“You sure?” Javier asked, having turned again to start driving through the highway, he looked at you for a few seconds before looking back at the road.

You wanted to nod, you wanted to say yes and unbuckle your seatbelt and shift on the bench seat and kiss his cheek until your lips were numb; but at the same time the thought of a physical representation of your permanent stay there frightened you. Not too long ago Javier had told you he wasn’t sure about feeling resentment in the future. He had told you he didn’t know if some day he would wake up and decide he hated you.

Javier looked at you again and tightened the already tight grip on your hand; he was the man you were leaving everything for; your body and your heart and your instinct were telling you to leap and jump onto whatever he wanted to do with you, onto whichever plan he had already made in his head, into the brick castle he was building on a cloud.

But your mind, that one was betraying the very sentiment that had driven you to Laredo in the first place; it didn’t know. It wasn’t sure.

“I mean…” you muttered, Javier said nothing, waiting, expecting, “yeah.” you let out, your eyes glued to the windshield and to the early morning sky, still dark, purple with the reflection of the sun slowly arriving.

“Amor, you don’t sound very convinced.” Javier chuckled out almost nervously, glancing at you once again. He wanted to stop the truck, he wanted to pull over and turn off the ignition and turn fully to you and ask you what was going on; he wanted to study your face and hold you close to him until you mouthed and voiced what was going on inside that head of yours. He hated not knowing what you were thinking.

“I think I’m just nervous,” you said, lifting the entanglement that was your fingers around his and kissing his knuckles softly. You didn’t want to overthink it; you had made a decision, you had decided to stay with him for as long as he had you. And, if he was planning on building a house and building a life, it felt like he was thinking about something permanent. “have you thought where?”

Javier let out a short sigh and decided to not ask about your thoughts anymore; he knew you would say you were fine because it was your default response. So he decided to go in the direction you were leading.

“Right there in the ranch,” he muttered; you smiled at him, Javier looked at you briefly and recognized that smile as one of disbelief, “I’m serious, there's a piece of field on the opposite side of the paddocks, we can build there.” he said, shrugging.

“Chucho’s gonna let us do that?” you asked him, Javier slid off his hand of your grip to scratch his jaw and nodded.

“He’s the one who offered the land.” he replied, you covered your mouth with both hands and frowned; your throat closed at the thought of him having that very same conversation with his father and Chucho just offering his own property for you and him.

“You talked to him about it?” you asked him, your voice slightly muffled by your own hands, Javier huffed and nodded with a smirk on his face.

“Why you’re not buying what I say?” his smile widened, you shifted on the seat as closer as the seatbelt let you and reached for his hand.

“It just doesn’t sound familiar to me.” you muttered with a tight lipped smile, playing with his fingers.

“What do you mean?” he questioned, you let out a sigh and turned to look at him; Javier eyed you and the road back and forth for a few seconds.

“Well, I haven’t received that kind of affection from my parents, y’know?” you let out, Javier nodded, he gripped your hand and brought it to his mouth, brushing your skin with his dry, soft lips, tickling it with his mustache, “Idunno, feels foreign even when I’m seeing it happen before my eyes.” you explained, Javier kissed the back of your hand and let his and yours rest on his thigh.

“Pop can be a hard man sometimes,” he said, his voice deep with some emotion you could barely see in his eyes “but he loves very openly.”

“Like you.” you muttered out, Javier smiled and shook his head a couple of times.

“Maybe,” he replied, “I haven’t asked yet.” he teased.

You wrinkled your nose at his response and he chuckled. You leaned to raise the radio volume again; a grupero song that you recognized immediately was barely starting on the station, making you groan and change it.

“What?” Javier asked while you pressed the forward button to fish for another station.

“That fucking song,” you muttered, “it’s about fucking Felix Gallardo.” you said.

“He has a song?” Javier questioned, you turned to him and narrowed your eyes.

“He has several, that one is the newest,” you mumbled, settling for a pop station that was playing some new song by Mariah Carey, Javier scowled at it and you leaned back on the seat “I don’t know why they’re playing it in the fucking radio.”

“Maybe stations don’t know.” he shrugged, you scoffed.

“I can tell them, it’s shockingly obvious.” Javier chuckled at your reply and you tightened the grip on his hand as hard as you could.

“Hey!” he complained, sliding his hand away and stretching his fingers “sorry.”

“Yeah.” you let out, crossing your arms on your chest and setting your eyes on the view outside, Javier groaned lowly.

“Amor,” he called out, you shook your head, “I would know why it makes you so angry if you told me, y’know?” he tried to reason, you looked at him and then looked back at the road; the sun was rising in the morning sky and the, yellow, orange and scarlet tones of the sun telling the night sky a temporary goodbye were reflecting on the puffy clouds above the fields.

“Yeah, I know,” you replied, feeling his hand searching for yours. You unfolded your arms once again and took his hand, knowing there was one last thing about you he needed to know and that was long overdue, a talk you had promised since the first time you spent a night together, since the first time he had held you inside his arms when you told him half trues and blatant lies. Knowing there was just that one thing to get over with so your chest didn’t feel as constricted as it felt when you talked about it. “you really have to know.”

“I’d love to hear it,” he muttered softly, brushing your knuckles with his thumb “and we have time.” he whispered, trying to lighten the mood inside the truck, you huffed and let out a heavy, audibly sigh.

“I don’t even know where to start,” you mumbled, biting your lip and looking at him, the soft, recently born sunshine that was taking over the sky slowly reflected on his skin and made his deep, brown eyes glimmer; Javier looked back at you and raised his eyebrows, expecting, ready to listen. “alright, I think I told you I was a desk agent, didn’t I?”

“Yeah, when was that?” he asked, you let out a chuckle.

“Uhm, since I was out of the academy until almost the end of ninety-one,” you replied, “when they sent me down to Juárez,” you tried to recount the time, Javier groaned and you laughed silently, “yeah, around five years.”

“Really?” Javier let out, you nodded “Jesus.”

“Yeah,” you scoffed “I was in the New Mexico office, mainly focused on intel and trying to put my masters to good use,” Javier hummed and played with your hand “wasn’t so bad, had the chance to go on some raids,” you muttered, “we were just looking for low life dealers, whoever controlled which town, y’know, the usual.”

“And when you told me they sent you to México as a punishment,” he started, you looked at him, “was that the truth?”

“Yeah,” you muttered, “that was true, I tried to cut a deal with some idiot distributor for intel.” Javier huffed.

“That doesn’t end well.” he let out, ripping a low chuckle out of you.

“It really doesn’t, the shithead got caught, he said my name in the interrogation room and by the next week I was crossing the border with a suitcase and I think a cardboard box with files,” you laughed, Javier grinned, “I barely knew any actual spanish.” he frowned.

“Really?” he asked, you nodded, Javier tutted his lips “well, you learned it good.” he teased.

“I had to,” you said with a shrug “see, by this point the mexican government had finally figured out Felix Gallardo was still running his business from jail,” you explained, Javier hummed in response, sliding once more his hand away from yours and patting his chest to reach for his sunglasses that hung from his shirt, “and there was this whole deal with the plazas and no one really knew who managed what, so basically they sent me to study the area’s main supplier,” Javier shook his sunglasses to open them and put them on, the sun was starting to reflect on the windshield, “if I wanted to do my job right I had to learn the language.”

“How long did it take you?” Javier asked, you shifted on the bench seat to tuck your leg under the other.

“Around a year with intensive help from…” you stopped suddenly, Javier turned to you with an eyebrow raised, he looked at you and noticed the way your head tilted, he put his hand on your thigh, “from Marcos,” you muttered, “he taught me.”

Javier only hummed in reply, he didn’t know if he should ask you about him; he groaned to himself and felt your stare, he was sure you also remembered the way he had asked if you were fucking him for intel all those months before that felt like a lifetime; you gave him a chuckle.

“I didn’t fuck him,” you whispered, drawing a chuckle out of him, he shook his head before you fell onto a brief silence that he swore he could cut with a blunt knife “I just got him fired.”

“Baby,” he started, you shook your head, “it wasn’t your fault.”

“Maybe,” you muttered, “he still lost his job.”

Javier sighed, his thumb started drawing slow circles on the covered skin of your thigh.

“You talked to him?” he asked, you let out a slow whine.

“Yeah, I tried to apologize,” you said, remembering how you worked yourself up for three days in order to have the courage to dial his number and talk to him; you closed your eyes and took Javier’s hand, “he didn’t even know it had been because of me, so…” you felt your chest constricting, Marcos’s surprised, hurt voice still echoing inside your head, “let’s just say that bridge there is burned.”

Javier tried to reassure you in the only way his body knew how, he gripped your hand and tried to bring you closer to him; you unbuckled your seatbelt and shifted closer, resting your head on his shoulder.

“I’m sorry.” his voice came out soft and sweet, you huffed; cherishing the way he was slowly voicing stuff he knew would make you feel better.

“I guess it had to happen,” you replied with a soft shrug, “we spent years together, I learned a lot from him,” Javier hummed appreciatively and you smiled, “we were sent together down to Guadalajara,” you told him, looking out to the Texan road, wondering where exactly were you driving through, “we had to focus on Sinaloa too, we had just learned they had this, weird, sort of partnership with Juárez,” Javier nodded once, “and a fucking rivalship with Tijuana.” you chuckled tiredly.

“What a fucking mess,” Javier teased, you nodded and stretched to place a kiss on his cheek, Javier smiled, “that must’ve been hard, amor.”

Javier tried to imagine himself in your place; he had been there for a couple of years before being sent to Colombia; a small taskforce to look for the missing Agent Camarena, he didn't like it. He felt like the violence and the way the narcos were destroying his parent’s country, and his, in a certain way, felt too personal. He didn’t know if he would’ve come out alive if he had been stationed there instead of Colombia.

“It was,” you replied, stirring on the seat to tuck your other leg under you, “the amount of hours we spent trying to analyze interactions between those three cartels still haunts me,” you tried to joke, Javier scoffed, “if I compare it to how Colombia was…” you reflected, Javier hummed warningly, “in my experience,” you smiled and clarified in the same tone he hummed, Javier chuckled, “for me, México was crazier.”

“I imagine,” he said, you looked at him trying to read his face from up close; in the last two weeks you had spent in his house you had re-met him. It was like he was another man with the same essence; he was relaxed, talked more, his sense of humour came out at all times and you had lost count of the times he had made you laugh until your eyes teared up and your belly hurt. It was like being in a relationship with a man you barely knew but had a deep, meaningful love for. He turned to you and smirked “what?” he asked.

“I love you.” you whispered.

Javier smiled at you and, with his eyes skilfully on the road, leaned down to leave a soft kiss on your lips.

“I love you too.” he replied and you left another soft kiss on his mouth, Javier turned to look at the road.

“We should look for something to eat,” you said against the skin of his jaw, he chuckled, “I’m gonna be hungry really soon.”

“We definitely don’t want a hungry flower around here.” he teased, you swatted gently at his arm with a feigned frown.

“I just wanna have energy to keep telling you about México,” you said, Javier nodded, “where was I?”

“Rivalry with Tijuana.” he recalled, you opened your mouth and mouthed a soft ah, nodding.

“So, to make the story short they all wanted to kill each other.” you told him.

“Sounds familiar.” Javier let out growly.

“Right? why can’t they be diplomatic?” you joked, making him chuckle, “Tijuana had thrown a bomb into one of Chapo’s houses and that was a whole ‘nother mess,” Javier blinked heavily at the word bomb and you winced when he gripped your hand tighter, “you get it,” you muttered, he nodded, chewing the inside of his mouth, “so Sinaloa responded with a shooting and killed a lot of people, family of Gallardo,” Javier looked at you in disbelief, “yeah, cousins and one of his aunts.”

Javier said nothing, he kept driving normally but you could feel the way his respiration had become faster, you wondered what he was remembering after what you had said.

“It all escalated very quickly, mind you, this was ninety-two, I spent my birthday in a hotel room in Guadalajara,” you chuckled.

“Why?”

“The cartel knew we were in town, they were trying to track us so we moved hotels for a while.” you replied with a smile on your face while the memory of a small, supermarket store-bought cake with a hard frosting and one single candle painted itself inside your head.

“Who’s we?” Javier asked you, you rolled your eyes.

“Marcos and I,” you told him, Javier groaned in feigned anger and you laughed at him, “he sang me the mexican happy birthday.” you bragged.

“They’re called las mañanitas, Flor.” he chuckled, making you laugh harder at the tone of his voice.

“Yes, that,” Javier shook his head at you, “we had to move to Culiacán, though,” you let out, sitting up straighter at the sight of a gas station, “we had the tip that el Chapo had moved because of all the violence, so we followed him too,” you pointed at it, “can we stop? I’m hungry.”

“Yeah,” Javier changed lanes so he could drive into the gas station and parking next to a pump, you reached for his left hand and took it to look at his watch, you’d been driving for around five hours, the both of you sighed at the same time and he turned off the ignition, “can you get me some sunflower seeds? I’m gonna fill up the tank.” he asked when you reached for your bag that rested on the truck’s floor, you looked at him as he opened the door and got out.

“Sunflower seeds? a’right grandpa.” you teased, opening the door, Javier laughed silently, watching you as you hopped off the truck, closed the door and walked towards the store.

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[puppyinnit]

temp pinned post :D

im tommy and ima syskid!! i age slide frequently between the ages 1-13ish :3 umm ive got a buncha different names but tommy / puppy / angel are always good

idk how to do a read more i hope this works

anyways im a multific and hava few fictive parts or maybe its a facet thing im.not sure? regardless here are the emojis i use lol

😈 tommy - he/shine/moo/pups

🍥 bingo/puppy - pup/woofs/he

💘 star - love/sweet/mrrp/mews

DNI : kink, ddlg+, abdl+, nsfw, gore, terfs, antiendo, proship, or if ur gonna attack me for being tommyinnit i prommy it wasnt a choice do u still think im cute *pointy*

[teawiththegods]

jessie :) hi! I hope youre well omg I didnt realize you were in "divine detention" and doing Labors to the gods this whole time. I hope youre making progress, im wondering how its like? also, much love to ur kitty !!! ive been watching cat videos a ton lately lol

Hello, love!!

Yup, I’ve been stuck in Divine Detention since around the end of April. Well they’ve been unhappy with me since before then but they went silent on my near the end of April. The only ones I’ve really interacted with is Aphrodite and Ares showed up thanks to @theoi-crow. (i’ve been hanging out with him the most. So chatty that one! lol!) I’ve felt the others pop in and out every so often but it’s nothing like how it used to be. Hermes especially who was always around has been completely MIA. Honestly it sucks and I’m still mad at myself for letting it get to this but can’t really do anything about the past. Instead I’m focusing on my labors and doing the work I need to do. It’s going good so far. I can tell Apollo is pleased especially with the progress I’ve made in regards to my creativity. Realizing that expressing myself through my art specifically for myself is an act of self-love. I’ve also realized it’s a beautiful and intimate activity I can share with just Apollo.

I also realized that self-love HAS to be at the center of the work I do. That was a discovery Aphrodite especially was thrilled I finally made.

Also giving myself the space finally to think instead of distracting myself with digital screens has helped me form new ideas about my worship and how I might go about it going forward.

According to my monthly Tarot reading with the gods, May is all about shadow work and gratitude work. Which makes sense since I’ll be living downstairs with my dad and brother in my childhood bedroom. Shadow work is inevitable! It’s gonna be rough but it’s also necessary. I think this is a big reason why the gods have pretty much forced me to drop everything else because they knew I needed to focus on myself right now. I don’t think I really understood the gravity of what I’m going through in terms of my trauma work and how sharing space with my family again was going to impact me. Also it’s about taking advantage of this opportunity for healing. You know when am I ever going to be in my childhood bedroom again? Kind of seems like the perfect moment and environment to focus completely on inner child work and healing.

This is why I always say it’s important to listen to the gods. They know so much more than we do. They had been trying to prepare me for this for awhile yet I continuously shrugged them off. Like what is the point of having divine help if you aren’t even gonna use it, Jessica!?!?

ANYWAY, to summarize...it’s been difficult but ultimately this has all been good for me and it’ll be 100% worth it in the long run. I’ll likely look back at this moment and be like “Yup thats when I finally got my shit together and look at me now!’ and Apollo will be like “Yeah you’re welcome! Damn pain in my gorgeous ass!” xDDDD

And thank you for the love to Moo! She’s been quite happy with all the love and admiration she’s been getting! She says it feels correct xDDDD

[windiix]

this is a weird infodumping thing but i wanted to talk about the spanish version of wotww and what got changed in it!! :DDD please note parts of this contain spoilers to the game :) im gonna make this my pinned post so if u wanna skip it block the tag "windy screams about spanish nnk"

firstly, ding ding dell is called villa cascabel, which means town of jingle bells, which i thought was really cool :DDD when i sent it to my spanish gc they all said it reminded them of Christmas ajajaja

al-mamoon is called al-mugid! mugid translates to moo, which makes sense since the cowlipha is the ruler!! it made me realize al-maMOOn is a pun LMFAOOO,, also, the cowlipha is called vacalifa lola :D

castaway cove's name is bikini port, which i thought was. weird DBDJWIWKSKKS,,

the fairyground is changed to verbena, which means fair!!! also, the little text under the name of the town when you first come in calls it a barbaric party which makes me laugh!! i think it's very cute!! speaking of the fairyground, the fairy godmother is renamed mamá montaña, which means mountain mom!! i love that name for her sm DNDJSJSKSK

they use accents for the characters in the subtitles which was weird? like i sent a screenshot to my friend who is fluent in spanish of something drippy said and she said it had an accent? which is most likely due to his welsh accent, but she couldn't even understand it fully!!! also pea has a really child-like accent in the subtitles - words are misspelled and she messes up her words a lot (for example, she calls oliver olived, si is spelled ci, and es is spelled ez)

speaking of pea, they also changed the names of some characters!! cassiopeia was renamed cassandra and pea was renamed sandra, for some reason? it makes me feel weird because it sounds like the name of an old lady, and pea is so young 😭 also, esther is renamed estela (which means star), Swaine is called Jairo (which is also his name in Japanese, I believe? I'm too lazy to look it up DNDJJDDK) and all the other main characters kept their real names :PP

ALSO!!! drippy is no longer a fairy, he is now a goblin in the spanish version!! i was. very freaked out at this and mad >:(( they really do be slandering drippy.. also, his title of lord high lord of the fairies is translated to the grandmaster of the goblins >:)

also, instead of calling Oliver a crybaby bunting, he calls oliver llorica, which can be crybaby or weepy depending on the context, or pipiolo, which means youngster, but the pipi at the beginning resembles the sound of a chick according to one of my spanish friends, which is probably also calling him a baby DNSNSJMS

also, instead of jeepers, oliver will say caracoles, which means snails!! i thought that was really cute SBHSJS

mornstar is called Estrella de Alba, which directly translates to "the morning star", and evanstar is Estrella de Ocaso, which means "the sunset star"!! it's very basic, but I thought its cool :D

uhhhhh,,,, yeah i think that's it LSLSMSKSKKS

if you guys are wondering what the names of anything specific was changed to please tell me!! i didn't watch the whole video just some clips of it, i am definitely not fluent in spanish, and i may be forgetting some stuff DBDJSJSK