#it’s gonna be a GR8 day

[blitz0hno]

hey don't cry. Hope can be found even in this unwavering heat ok?

[inkykeiji]

so anyway i was walking around half-naked getting ready for my run and my boyfriend entered our bedroom as i was doing so, proceeded to promptly and predictably attack me (aka fuck the life outta me), and then after as we’re laying there panting i went ‘i like it when you use me as a fucktoy’, and he laughed a little, kissed my nose and said ‘you are the best little fucktoy’ <33333

and that just felt so touya of him (*/ω＼)

[agayconcept]

gotta love having a domino-like flareup of every single chronic illness and comorbidity u have to the point of being debilitated by pain and weakness and totally bedbound bc of it but also having a brain that wont stop screeching bc ur body wont let u keep meds (or almost any sustenance) down so ur off the thing that keeps u sane oh and also ur insanely dehydrated now and havent slept in going on 5 days and if ur stupid meatsuit doesn't allow u to rest v v soon ur gonna end up in a hospital like the last time this happened

[jeebusmeebus]

Running on 3 hrz so I'm gonna nap,, then make carbonRa,,, was a gr8 sunny day today tho and was happy :3

[fatcowboys]

[image description: eight quick sketches of animals and a picture of me holding a large stuffed animal bison in the middle. one - a drawing of a puffin swimming in the water with its beak open. another puffin head is behind it. two - multiple sketches of bison. One is laying down while the next is walking to the right. another simple line drawing draws one walking forward while another just draws the bison's head. Three - two armadillo drawings, one of just the angular head, and another of the armadillo standing in a stiff pose.

four - drawings of arctic foxes. two full drawings are on the right. the top one shows a very round fox, mostly a circle with a little face. the one below is sitting and looking down. to the left, partly out of frame, are two more fragments of drawings. five - a picture of me, blue, a fat white person with curly brown mullet and pink tinted glasses. i am holding a large stuffed animal of a bison who is as wide as i am as i smile. six - two drawings of giraffe heads. one is turned to look at the viewer while one is facing away, looking up.

seven - two drawings of crowned cranes. one is full body of ome while it ruffles its feathers, looking bristly as it does. the other is a closeup of its face. eight - another drawing of a bison, this one a quick. simplified version. nine - a rough scratchy drawing of a tarantula. end id.]

went to the zoo for my birthday with friends!!!! i drew a lot of animals and also got a big stuffed animal with my zoo gift shop fund :3

[nururu]

Kam and I went shopping today and it was such a success. I got nothing I set out to get but I found treasures either way.

[yuukimiyas]

‪ଘ꒰ა´͈ ᐜ `͈꒱ა* ✩ good mornin everybunny!! here i am loggin on to wish you a v spectacular friday!! i hope its filled w your fave lil moments that help you remember that life can be rlly beautiful & special, even if we don’t always see it right away!! ૮꒰˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶꒱ა & remember to drink lots of water!! sendin your faves to get flowers for you as we speak!! hehee i love you always mwah mwah!!

[hyperionshipping]

Talked with it with Bev (how House ends up with Some Kid as an adoptive son), and he doesn't know *too* much about my parents but, as I was as a kid, me and House get in a fight and I'm crying, big fat tears and yelling bc thats all I know how to do and House starts to walk away bc he is not gonna deal with this right now till I stop crying and start begging him to "not lock me in my room please, I'm sorry. I won't do it again, I won't. I'll be good. I'm so-sorry House. I'm sorry, I'm re-really sssorry" and he pauses to let that run through his head, turns back around to look at me and he sighs inwardly and sits down on the couch, calls me over and asks me more gently what I said.

So I tell him what mom and dad used to do. And when I try to say I deserved it he just sternly goes "No." I don't think he likes hearing me say I was spanked either

[cyberneticnightmares]

haha im in danger.jpeg

[uniformbravo]

i am doing soooo good at pretending my current fixation isn't rapidly spiraling into full-on obsession territory

[blkwag]

lawd

[rafesheaven]

I just got a gr8 idea with Dom!Drew.

Reader is on a weeklong punishment of no cumming and going feral, she gets an idea to trick him into giving her what she wants by ordering a new toy. Once he’s less angry a few days in, she brings the package in like “wanna see what I got, daddy?” Drew acts all interested and when she asks if he can help test it out, he’s like “sure” and starts getting her all worked up but he knows better. And so does she than to think she can pull one over on him. He finally edges just enough to keep her wanting more but not enough to cum within a second; like halfway, but then stops at the last second like “you really thought I wouldn’t remember? Nice try. That’s another week. Get over my knee.”

you thought you could handle a weeklong punishment of no cumming but you’re such a needy little thing when it came to your boyfriend and it was merely two days in when you realized how much it affected you.

an idea popped into your head as you thought about what would make him break and forget about the punishment, resulting in you buying a new toy.

luckily, when your package arrived, his anger subsided, making it easier for you to go through with your plan.

“wanna see what i got, daddy?” your voice pulled him away from the tv in the living room and he eyed the package in your hands, tipping the neck of the beer bottle to his lips, “sure princess, show me what you got”.

you plopped onto the sofa next to him, opening the package to reveal a vibrator, and noticed his attention shifting to the toy resting in your palm, “there a reason why you bought that?” he grumbled.

“bought it for when i‘m lonely while you’re away filming” you mumbled, “yeah? is that so?” drew chuckled, earning a small hum from you as you toyed with it in your hand, “wanna help me test it out?”.

the smug look on his face as he pushed you to lay back should’ve made you aware he wasn’t going to give in as easily as you thought he would.

your legs were spread open, one resting on the sofa back while the other dangled off the cushions. the buzzing noise paired with your small moans filled the air as drew’s thick digits were stuffed deep in your cunt, the vibrator nestled against your clit.

the faster he pumped his fingers in and out of your tight hole, the higher he’d turn the setting on the vibrator.

“look at you…look so pretty when your little clit is being played with. is this what you wanted, baby? wanted daddy to play with your pretty little pussy?”.

the persistent abuse on your clit along with his fingers working and stretching your cunt open had you writhing under him, your thighs threatening to close as the knot in your lower stomach tightened.

“f-fuck daddy…’m close—“ you whimpered, rolling your hips against his fingers and the vibrator. you grasp at the cushions, nails digging into the material as your eyes roll back.

drew’s fingers slipped out of your cunt, turning the toy off within seconds and you couldn’t help but whine when your orgasm was ripped away from you.

“you really thought i wouldn’t remember and give in?” drew tsked, “nice try, princess but that’s gonna be another week”.

he settled back onto the sofa, “get over here and get over my knee, that little brain should know better than to think you could pull one over me”.

[bigcats-birds-and-books]

y'all it's uh. it's Done. and this "random lil snippet just because i think it'd be Neat :)" clocks in at um. 10k, give or take

delighted to report that one of my all-time favorite pastimes CONTINUES to be nerfing the absolute shit out of lucius and watching him figure out how to win Anyway :)

in related news: four (4) hours of writing time on this random-ass wednesday fixed me, more news at 11

[agayconcept]

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[hiro-doodlez]

LIST OF ENGLISH ACRONYMS AND ABBREVIATIONS (the random letters that people use sometimes)!! FEEL FREE TO USE AS A REF (reference) SHEET!! In alphabetical too!!

Tone indicators at the bottom!

GENERAL:

AFK- away from keyboard

AKA- also known as

ASAP- as soon as possible

ASL- American Sign Language

B4- before

BC- because

BF- boyfriend

BFF- best friends forever

BTW- By the way

BTS- Behind the scenes/back to school / that one band

BRB- be right back

CW: content warning

Cya- see ya

DM- direct message

DW- dont worry

EZPZ- easy peasy

FB- Facebook

FW: flash warning

FAQ- frequently asked questions

FYI- for your information

GF- girl friend

GG- good game

GJ- Good job

GL- good luck

Gnite- good night

GTFO- get the fuck out

GTG- got to go

Gud- good

H8- hate

HBD- happy birthday

Hella- really

HMU- Hit me up

HW- Homework

IDK- I don't know

IDC- I don't care

IG- I guess / instagram

IK- I know

IKR- I know right

K- okay

Lmao- laughing my ass off

Kewl- cool

Kk- okay

Lol- laugh out loud

ILY- I love you

ILYSM- I love you so much

IMO- in my opinion

IRL- in real life

IYKYK- if you know you know

JFC- Jesus fucking chrkst

Jk- just kidding

L8R- later

LMAO- laughing my ass off

LMK-let me know

LOL- laughing out loud

Mkay- mm okay

NE- Any

NE1- anyone

NGL- not gonna lie

NM- Nothing much

NP: no problem

NSFW- not safe for work

NVM- nevermind

NW- no worries

Obv- obviously

OFC- of course

OMW- on my way

OP- original post(er)

OTP- one true pairing

Ova- over

Pic- picture

Pls-please

Plz-please

POV: point of view

Ppl- people

Prolly- probably

QOTD- quote of the day

R- are

RB- reblog

Ref- reference

Rly- really

RN- right now

RP- role play

RPG-role playing game

RT- retweet

Sec- second

SH- self harm

SMH- shaking my head

SMP- survival multiplayer server (Minecraft) / social media platform (?)

S.O- significant other

Sui- suicide

Sus- suspicious

STFU- shut the fuck up

T- testosterone

TBA- to be announced

TBF- to be fair

TBH- to be honest

TF- the fuck

Thnks- thanks

Thx- thanks

TLDR- too long didn't read (usually a summary)

TMRW- tomorrow

TOS- terms of service

TTYL-talk to you later

TW: trigger warning

Vid- video

WTF- what the fuck

WYD- what are you doing?

YOLO- You only live once

YT- YouTube

YW- you're welcome

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If the one youre looking for isnt here, either i forgot or its a fandom! Id suggest looking it up if youre confused!

Extra note: if you see 8 in one of the acronyms, then it usually is used as an “ate” sound. So h8= ate, gr8= great ect.

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TONE INDICATORS:

/aff- affectionate

/c- copypasta

/cb- clickbait (?)

/f- fake

/gen- genuine

/genq- genuine question

/half joking

/ij- inside joke

/j- joking

/lyr- lyrics

/lh- light hearted

/lu- little upset

/neg- negative

/nf- not forced

/nm- not mad

/npa- not passive aggresive

/nsrs- not serious

/p- platonic

/pa- passive aggresive

/pos- positive

/q- quote

/r- romantic

/ref

/s- sarcastic

/srs- serious

/t- teasing

/th- threat

I HOPE THIS HELPS!! and if i forgot to add one feel free to send an ask ^^

[tickletastic]

High Horses and Trojan Ones Too

Fandom: Top Gun: Maverick

Ship: N/A (could be read as pre-slash Hangster)

Summary: Days after the mission, The Dagger Squad has decided to stay a week with Maverick before going off to visit their own families. Though Hangman and Rooster have made up, Hangman feels as though there are still some roadblocks between them, so he takes some advice from Phoenix. (Dialogue inspired by this prompt)

Warnings: sickeningly sweet

The morning had been pretty quiet, most of the Daggers being away from Mav’s. Phoenix and Bob had gone grocery shopping for snacks and things that Mav had run low on since seemingly adopting the squad. Javy had gone to get a book from Barnes & Noble, apparently his favourite author had released a new one some time during the mission and he was only now finding the time to grab it. The rest of the squad, Jake wasn’t sure of. 

Well, except for shirtless Bradley Bradshaw making eggs at Mav’s stove.

Jake awkwardly clears his throat when he enters the kitchen, and Bradley whips around, ceasing the humming he had previously been doing while stirring the eggs. 

"Bet those are the crunchiest eggs ever made,” Jake quips, grabbing a piece of bacon off the island, “do you even know how to cook, Bradshaw?”

Bradley scoffs, rolling his eyes as he watches Jake chew the bacon, “I have you know, I am an excellent chef.”

“If I asked Mav would he say the same?” Jake asks, eyebrow raised.

“Why would you ask Mav?” Bradley asks, head tilted. 

“I mean, he’s like your dad.” Jake laughs.

“Seresin,” Rooster grits, jaw suddenly tense, “what did I say about talking about my dad?”

Jake’s eyebrows shoot up and he stammers out an apology that seemingly falls on deaf ears. He gets up from where he had sat at the island in favour of walking to the living room, regretting the previous interaction. He shoots Phoenix a text, asking her if she has any solid advice on how to lessen the tension between himself and Rooster. She responds immediately.

Tash: Hi Hangman!! It’s Bob :)))

Tash: Phoenix is driving but she said “I’ve known Roos for a long ass time, and sometimes his panties just get in a twist, there’s nothing you can do but let him realize he’s being a baby.”

Hangman texts back, letting out a sigh.

Bagman: it’s not just this time, he kind of always assumes the worst with me, is there a way to get him to lighten up with me? 

Bagman: i already feel like an ass for bringing up his dad during training

Bagman: i don’t know why, but i just need him to know that i’m trying to be better, and i care about him

Once again, almost as soon as they saw his typing bubble stop they were ready to shoot him a response. 

Tash: Still Bob!

Tash: Who knew you were such a softie?

Tash: Tash said “there is one thing; he’s really ticklish. It makes him a little embarrassed, but he feels connected with people when they tickle him, it’s like a play-fighting thing.”

Bagman: tickling? tash, we are 2 adult men

Tash: She said “just trust me, Bagman.”

Jake grins to himself, and, just as he’s about to put his phone down, it pings again. 

Tash: One more thing; Tash said go for his tummy last.

Bagman: gr8, will do ;)

Just as Jake goes to put his phone down again, Bradley walks into the room, placing a plate on the coffee table in front of Jake before sitting down next to him on the couch, his own plate in hand. Bradley puts his own plate down and breathes in like he’s gonna speak, but remains silent.

A minute of thick silence passes them before Bradley finally breathes in to speak again. “Jake, I,”

“I’m sorry,” Jake interrupts, finally meeting Bradley’s eyes.

“No, no,” Bradley shakes his head, “no, this one’s on me.” 

Bradley awkwardly fiddles with his hands, taking a minute to collect his thoughts. 

“You were right when you said I’m kind of always on my high horse,” Bradley says as Jake laughs, “don’t laugh! You can be an asshole too.”

Jake grins, “I know, I know. But I’m trying not to be.”

“I know, trust me, I see that, Jake, I do,” Bradley scrambles out, putting a hand on Jake’s knee. “I shouldn’t have snapped at you, I know you didn’t mean it any way, it’s just between the comment at Top Gun and the whole thing with Mav... I was just being a little reactionary.” 

“Well, apology accepted, pretty boy,” Jake smiles, sending Bradley a wink.

Bradley goes pink, and he can’t help but break eye contact. They’re silent for another beat before Bradley finally concludes his apology, “and, well, you were right.”

“Don’t I know it and aren’t I always?” Jake says, southern twang on full display, “now, why don’t we see if this knocks you down off that high horse?”

“What do you- Jahahake, whahahahat the hehehehell?” Bradley screeches out at Jake manages to poke his ribs until he’s stuck in the corner of the couch, unable to escape Jake’s tickly fingers. “Thahahat tihihickles!”

“Uh, duh, Rooster,” Jake says with an over-exaggerated eye roll, “had to figure out some way to humble you.”

Rooster giggles, trying to flip himself over and failing hopelessly. He tries to grab for Jake’s hands, but his erratic movements are too much for Rooster’s tickle-addled reflexes. “Stahahap! Jahahake nohoho!”

“No can do, buckaroo, the doctor called for the full treatment,” Jake teases, noting how Bradley’s ears turn pink, “damn, you squirm harder than a rodeo bull.”

“ahahare youhohou- ahahare yohohou reheheally mahahaking Texhahahas refeeheherences?” Bradley laughs, arching when Jake gets a spot at the bottom of his spine. 

“Best state,” Jake says, a coo on the tip of his tongue as he watches Rooster giggle himself pink, “they say everythin’s bigger there, but something tells me that your laugh is about to be the biggest of all.”

Jake’s fingers dart all the way up to Rooster’s armpits, causing the other man to squeal, shaking his head back and forth. 

“Oh, you think this is bad?” Jake says, “this is only the start of my hands’ journey.”

He spiders in Bradley’s armpits before going lower, tasering his ribs. Bradley snorts whenever Jake hits a particularly bad one, squealing when he hits others. It’s like music, in a way. The cutest music that Jake’s ever heard. 

Once Jakes gets bored of that, he goes down to knead Bradley’s sides, which causes the other man to scream, trying to kick his legs out, arms going everywhere. “FUHUHUCK! JAHAHAKE PLEHEHEASE!”

“Don’t worry, Roos,” Jake smiles, sincere and lacking any of his usual smugness, “we’re almost at the grande finale.”

Jake moves his hand to hover just over Rooster’s tummy, shaped like a claw and lowering menacingly every few seconds. 

“No! nohoho! Jahahake dohohont!” Bradley pleads as he tries to both catch his breath and stop Jake’s hand. “I cahahan’t! Ihihi’ll dihihie!”

“You’re not gonna die, idiot,” Jake laughs, “but you might wish you did.”

Bradley’s laughter descends into silence when Jake’s hand starts to claw in circles around his belly button. He wheezes everytime he has enough air to audibly laugh, quickly descending again into silence. When Jake finally gets his belly button, tears prick from his eyes, laughter coming on loudly in bouts.

“UHUHUNCLE!” He screeches when he gets enough air to plead. Jake stops, giggling at the sight of Bradley, red-faced and smiley, trying to breathe as much air as possible. 

When Bradley finally recovers, panting only slightly, he glares at Jake, “you’re evil.”

“That’s the goal, Roos, and I’m damn good at it.” Jake smiles, winking.

Rooster gets up from the couch, walking towards the kitchen. 

“Where are you goin’?” Hangman asks, watching Rooster stop at the entryway. 

“Just got to do somethin’, that’s all,” Bradley responds with a shrug. 

“What about the food?” Hangman asks, “you’re not going to grace me with your presence?” 

“Ive got a call to make,” Bradley grins, devilish and chilling, “to Javy.”

“Oh no you don’t,” Jake shouts, chasing Bradley out of the room.