#it drives me insaaaaane
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*grabbing skullcandy by the proverbial shoulders* listen. listen to me. your headphones have excellent battery life. 25% battery will last literally like 5 or 6 hours. so. you need to stop making the british "battery low :(" lady interrupt my shit every 10 minutes starting then. please. let me turn this off. i can see on my phone what the battery percentage is. don't keep interrupting my podcast and making me miss 10 seconds of audio to tell me something i already know.
#i understand if this was an accessibility feature that could be turned on optionally but I DON'T THINK IT CAN BE FUCKING TURNED OFF#yes i have googled and tried things nothing seems to work#it drives me insaaaaane#but the audio quality is still FAR superior than the beats i bought earlier this year whih have ZERO bass so i put up with it
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sorry to be horny on main but sarah snooks ass really has me watching succession soaking wet. just from looking at it on the screen. how even
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41 AD / 1941 / 2019
#goodomensedit#goedit#tvedit#good omens#ineffable husbands#maria7potter#tenthrees#jameszmaguire#blakbonnet#mine#go gif#david tennant#michael sheen#good omens season 2#good omens spoilers#good omens s2#they drive me insaaaaane#from the hesitancy in rome#to the realization of love in 1941#to being on their own side after armageddon#i LOVE LOVE LOVE themmmmmm#(also sorry that the 1941 gif looks Like That)#(no matter how i colored it just just looks blurry 😔)#(i played around with it for too long as it is)
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House was watching porn on DVD in the LIVINGROOM of their shared condo. Wilson says House spends half his nights watching porn and half watching the Discovery channel. There is no way in hell these two idiots didn’t watch porn and jack off together. What would Wilson be doing 50% of his nights, hiding in his bedroom and hoping not to catch House touching himself? Wait. That sounds like exactly the type of sad thing this repressed idiot would do, unfortunately.
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Since we've been talking a Patrick being groomed, fucking insane that he calls composing his day-job. He says it like it's some miracle that he gets to be famous but in reality, composing was always his dream. He never gave a shit about fronting a band and is still very humble about it. He always wanted to compose. That's why he stayed with Fall Out Boy, they let him write. But of course Pete's thing is still his "real" job. Composing is just his silly fall-back day job :) it's fine :)
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when you make a gifset days ago and it sits in your drafts and then you finally decide to post it and it doesn't show up on the dashboard
#im so fed up with tumblr's bullshit this has happened to me too many times and I won't even have the gifs anymore#so I'll have to save them all and then post each one by one to a sideblog find out which gif is the problem child#if there's an issue with a gif tumblr shouldn't let you post it#literally drives me insaaaaane#💭
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love how Arthur spent three episodes wailing about how he just wants John back and that John is a good person and how he deserves to get a second chance and now that they've been reunited for 2 episodes they're already telling each other to eat shit and die and calling each other a monster, it's incredible
#babbles blabbles#nvm it just took them the time it took me to write this to make up and for John to soothe him so so softly#it's his turn to recite poetry to cope now#'I won't let you drown'#'I'm sorry for leaving you for so long'#they're driving me insaaaaane#malevolent spoilers#I'm putting them in a petri dish
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new egyptian queen discovered losing my mind
#also 300 sarcophagi#insaaaaane#new historical discoveries drive#me#craaaazzzyyy#like!! we didn’t know this 24 hours ago!!
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Honestly every time I think I love Dohalim as much as I can he makes me love him even more. It was hook line & sinker from the moment I set eyes on him. I was a Goner.
#speculation nation#get me a beautiful man with Depth and History who is also a massive nerd#an emotionally stunted music and history nerd (who plays VIOLIN which is extra points for this violinist(me))#but for all his silly qualities he is such a tortured soul..... it's like he was made for me honestly#and above all else. he is SOOOOOOOOOO autism. it drives me insaaaaane i love him so much#no i will never shut up about him. that is a promise.
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i need to do some prep for it but wouldnt it be fun if i did novella november and did a emiluc fic
#i should write more but also writing hard#my poor fic blog has been dead for like a year#i also dont post on ao3 anymore i use squidgeworld lmao#siiiighs.... emiluc fic from emilies pov. maybe detailing how they met and their relationship developed and how they dealt with diluc havig#to leave fontaine bcs this was during his holiday/murder spree arc... their reuninting afterwards.. ourgh#sorry i have SO many feelings about emiluc they drive me insaaaaane#step right up! || 🪄.txt
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Toya coming to love classical music again because of his siblings It’s so dark in here can anyone hear me
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・✶ 。゚nagi’s never been a fan of parties, but he’s just found a way to keep himself entertained.
♱ warnings — f!reader, you both slip away to the bathroom ifykyk, reo almost catches you both, all characters written 22+, this was not supposed to be this long, creampie. / note. i am so in love w this skrunkly lil dude i’m insaaaaane <3
nagi never liked parties, he’d much rather be curled up in his blankets at home — you pressed pretty into his lap as he taps away at the video games on his phone. but you’d asked him, begged him to come with you when reo had mentioned it to you both
but he guesses this wasn’t too much of a pain when you’re pressed into his side on the couch, resting against his chest as you both watch his teammates and friends banter and chat between themselves. you turn to him when you feel his gaze lingering on your features, sending him a cute little expression from over your shoulder that has his hooded, drowsy gaze dropping to your lips — he remains quiet, but you understand.
“i need a pee, sei. you know where the bathroom is right? show me.” you hum, just loud enough for nagi to hear and in that same whispery, breathy tone that you know drives him crazy as you brush his snowy bangs from his gaze. he leans into the touch before he sighs, grunting when he moves to push himself off the cushions before he’s letting you stand and wrap yourself around his arm as he walks.
the walk to the bathroom is short despite how big reo’s apartment is, and your boyfriends careful to gently move aside the drunken, sweaty bodies of his friends and strangers so he can get you there quickly with little to no other human contact.
it’s unoccupied thankfully when you both stand infront of the door, and it’s almost instinctive the way nagi seems to follow in behind you — definitely not risking getting pulled into conversation with a drunken stranger, or caught dead looking like a creep standing outside the bathroom alone.
but he’s got a feeling you didn’t really need to use the bathroom anyway.
“are you having a good time? sleepy yet?” you ask earnestly as you wrap your arms around the back of the snowy haired strikers neck, scratching lightly at the back of his head until his eyes almost roll back with how good it feels. he rests himself against the bathroom door as it closes and he leans back, his own arms resting around your waist to keep you close as he grumbles.
“it’s such a drag but you wanted to come so eh, ‘ts fine.” you can tell nagi wants nothing more than to leave already, but it always made something warm burst and heat along your skin when he tried his best with these sort of things, and you think maybe that’s worthy of a reward.
“you’re so cute, sei.“ you laugh and you swear you feel him melt even more at the sound, cheeks tinting a little pink as he mumbles out a soft little eh, you’re cuter. he blows out a slow breath as his hand explores the topography of your body, watching the way you cast him a starry eyed glance and push your chest closer to his before he’s leaning down to let you kiss him.
the neediness and effort that translates through the first press of his mouth against yours catches you off guard, a whining sort of hum vibrating through your lips when you part them and nagi uses the opportunity to dip his tongue past your own. his nose presses against your cheek as he twists softly into you to deepen it, kissing you senseless until you’re pliant and melting into him.
“no fair, why’d you have to look so pretty anyway.” he mumbles against your mouth and it’s filthy, the change in his tone, dreamy and dripping with want and need, a kind that makes your pussy ache and your breath come uneven as you exhale with reverence across his lips.
the disconnect from the kiss is wet and messy, but it’s almost immediate the way nagi pulls you back, following your body and lips until he’s got you pressed up against the sink as his huge body curls over you. “gimme more, come on. please.”
“you don’t wanna wait ‘til we get home, sei?” you gasp despite the way your thighs spread to let him push between him, feeling the already semi-hard strain of his heavy cock against your intimate skin.
“nah, don’t wanna.” nagi breathes as he feels your hands curl into the fabric of his oversized sweater, pulling him closer until he’s breathing heavy and throbbing against the fabric of his sweatpants. he grunts as he licks into your mouth, sucking on your tongue as he presses himself deeper into you — forgetting that you’re both still just stuffed in the bathroom at a party.
he only pulls away to stare at you, heavy lids and parted lips when your fingers trail down to his waistband—lifting up his hoodie to watch the way your pretty fingers tug at the fabric, swallowing thick when the damp patch of pre-cum staining his boxers becomes visible and he mutters out a “cmeer already.”
nagi sighs when you finally pull down the restraints of his boxers, the sting of sudden sexual freedom only emphasising how painfully hard he is when the cool air in the room fans over his heightened nerves. it’s clumsy and eager the way he works on you next, fingers trembling with want as he flips up your skirt before pulling your panties to the side.
“wrap your legs ‘round me, angel. need you so bad.” he grunts and you do as he asks as his hands curl into your hips, pressing you against the cool ceramic before he’s exhaling at the first feel of your pussy against his cock.
you swipe the blunt head through your folds as you grind the gathered slick across the length of him, letting him ease and grind his hips into yours before he’s kissing you again.
it was unlike nagi to act so needy, especially when you’re not in the comfort of his apartment but you can’t help but let him bathe you in the sudden affection — rubbing your slick along his heavy cock before he’s pulling back to finally press against the entrance to your cunt.
“jus’ be patient w’ me, gotta go slow ‘ts tight.” he mumbles against your lips, so low and dreamy that it makes your toes curl from where your legs wrap around him. you nod feverishly when he pulls away to press wet kisses along your cheeks as he finally sinks into you, slowly at first as he works into the tight spread of your walls.
taking nagi’s cock was always hard, he was long and thick but deliciously warm and you couldn’t get enough despite the sting. you squeeze tighter around him the deeper he goes, pulling ragged exhales from your boyfriend as his breathing stutters along your cheeks with every press of his lips and even deeper press of his cock into you.
“sei, ah! ‘ts so big, want more..” you babble mindlessly, twitching and twisting into him as he keeps you in place — drawing back his hips before he’s rolling into you again with a drawn out, low whimper. “‘m givin’ it, pretty thing.”
nagi grunts when he finally bottoms out, leaning the weight of his hips against yours as his fingers grope a little too hard at your skin, his eyes clenched shut as he tries not to lose himself in the needy coax of your pussy so soon.
your ears are ringing at how deep it feels like he reaches but the sudden, sharp knock on the bathroom door brings you both a little closer to clarity as you jump.
“hey! who’s in there, quit hogging.” you know it’s reo despite the way the heavy bass manages to drown out his voice somewhat, turning to meet nagi’s lidded gaze before he’s simply shrugging his shoulders as his cock throbs inside of you.
“uhm— im not feeling well, reo. can you find sei for me?” you call back, trying to steady the waver of your voice when nagi readjust his feet, lips trailing deliberately along the sensitive spots in your neck as he pulls you closer.
“huh? he’s not with you? alright. stay there i’ll find the boy genius, he’s probably hiding somewhere.” reo replies before he leaves and you exhale a breath you didn’t even realise you were holding, although your boyfriend is more than unfazed when he suddenly draws his hips back.
“no fair, people are g’nna think i suck for leaving you, pretty thing.” nagi whines as he pulls away to pout at you, struggling to hold the adorable puffy cheeked expression when your pussy squeezes so sinfully around him.
“you’re here right now though, didn’t leave me.” you reply quickly, prettily when you pull him in to kiss his cheek, mumbling something affirming that has him trembling before he’s rolling back into you.
“eh, yeah i guess. don’t wanna ever.” the pace nagi sets isn’t fast, but it’s heavy and driven by the mass of his huge body as his hips clap with yours. it’s one that has your toes curling when he hugs you closer, listening to him pant and growl softly between your own moans as his messy hair tickles along your skin.
his brows furrow from beneath his bangs as you grind yourself up to meet his thrusts, he’s addicted to the way your mouth is dropping open to moan and the way your pussy is clenching around him tighter everytime he rocks forward.
for once, he’s actually not bothered by how loud reo always seemed to play his music — it’s suddenly not a pain when it means he’s the only one who gets to hear how sweet you sound as you moan for him, and it’s drowning out the steady sound of slapping skin as he fucks you against the sink.
his cock pushes against something sensitive inside of you while his strong grasp keeps you in place, making it easy for him to lazily grind his pelvis against your swollen clit — just enough friction for him to push you closer to that ledge.
“g’nna cum, can you take it, pretty thing? please, m-mess would be such a pain.” nagi whimpers, words almost like a plea as he curls over you, forcing his cock deeper into your slick cunt while you leave pretty red marks under the neckline of his hoodie, just barely visible as your nails scratch at the skin.
“inside, sei! want it..” you’re babbling and nodding, already so fucked out as his cock kisses along the swollen spots inside of you, your orgasm so close you can feel it lick at your spine as his cock throbs and thickens inside of you.
“want you t’ cum with me, no fair. can give you more first.” nagi presses deeper into you until hes almost got your back pressed against the ceramic beneath you, rutting you into the surface below you both as his large hands squeeze tight at your hips. you squeal and he groans low, hips pressing into yours, snug and tight at the first milking compression of your walls and he bites his lip to hold himself back—panting against your neck as he coaxes and fucks you through a mind numbing orgasm.
it’s almost immediate the way he follows you off that ledge, his pace stuttering as he loses himself in the needy push and pull of your cunt — every deep press of his hips pushing his heavy load into your pussy as he fills you up.
nagi almost drops onto you completely at the fatigue that suddenly laces his muscles, giving you a few more shallow thrusts as he smears wet, messy kisses along the dip of your neck before he’s hugging you close.
it’s drowsy and warm the moments that follow after and you have to tug him off of you before he actually falls asleep, pulling a pretty little whimper from the sleepy striker as he moves to stand, pushing his cock back into his sweats before he’s draping himself over you again.
nagi’s eyes close once more when he buries himself into the crook of your neck, arms wrapping around you tightly as your hands return to scratch at his scalp. you almost trip with the way he’s wrapped himself around you, and you swear he thinks he’s a koala rather than a 190cm football player.
“can we go home now.. i wanna bath, please. ‘ll make you feel soooo good.”
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I know this is not an original thought but I’m rereading Naruto (Land of Waves arc my beloved) and it really fucks me up how easy it is to read their intense rivalry and slowly forming friendship as romantic when it’s so all-consuming compared to the heterosexual relationships in this series.
As of the end of volume 3, we know that Sakura likes Sasuke because he’s… handsome and cool. Meanwhile Sasuke and Naruto share the deep, profound trauma of being orphans, the desire to prove themselves and become stronger above anything else, and a rivalry that drives them to train to their physical and mental limits to show each other up. Yet when push comes to shove Sasuke is literally willing and ready to give up his dearest dream—killing Itachi—to save Naruto’s life. And this is after training together as a genin squad for like??? 6 months, maybe???
“I used to hate you, you know” is an insaaaaane line to say to your rival-turned-friend in your literal dying breaths. Also you’re like 14
#I bought a SJ membership specifically to reread this series so#posts will be tagged for filtering purposes as#rj reads naruto#text#naruto#sns#sasunaru#otp: black and blue#land of waves arc#land of waves
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Trying so hard to focus on integrals but my brain is screaming Noahfinnce lyrics at me again, so my internal monologue sounds something like
"Ok so the definite integrals represents I THINK THEY'RE DRIVING ME INSAAAAANE the area under the curve WORMS IN MY BRAAAAIIIIIIN so then I use these buttons on the calculator to CHANGE MY ADDRESS CHANGE MY OWN NAME plug that in and then GOTTA GET AWAY GET AWAY"
Unrelated but why is my entire dash suddenly cat videos
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praying to the gods of “complaining online will solve the problem immediately” . i just had a full on panic attack because i realized i hadn’t seen kickflip all day and started going nuts checking everything to make sure he hadn’t jumped out of the tank and wasn’t stuck somewhere. i have absolutely no evidence that he is dead (the tank is small and he is very bright red so he stands out incredibly well especially under blue lights) but also have seen no sign that he’s alive so i’m just incapable of relaxing until i either see him swimming around or find the body and it’s driving me insaaaaane i’m throughly exhausted at this point i can’t do anything but sit here and watch the tank and hope he shows somehow.
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jacob saying he sincerely thinks lestat would've saved claudia if he had the energy to save both of them is driving me insaaaaane INSAAAAAAAAANE because isn't it. again. picked another one over me.
#iwtv#iwtv spoilers#meposting#AUAUAUUAUUUUGH#her dads love her but not enough to put her first. im ILLLLLLLLLLLLL.
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