#make em stew

[skywalker-swift]

i love when swifties clown on the rest of tumblr. they get so mad so easily, it's so funny. like they see swift in the URL and those little fuckers go feral and never see the joke. tumblr swifties are so fucking funnny.

[lucabyte]

"So what's the weirdest possible first (second) impression Loop could make on the party in postcanon?" "Yeah, that, probably."

+ Bonus

theyre just standing there in direct party order while this happens. normal tuesday.

[zi1arts]

purple in the library, what will he do?

[fartshals]

Mr Fartshals, do you have a recipe for tavče gravče?

I'm sorry to disappoint you again but not really 😭 I just eat it when my mom makes it

[scavhunt]

Have a potato break the sound barrier. [8 points]

— Scav Hunt 2008, Item 33

[supercantaloupe]

went to the farmers market cause i was going to rot if i stayed in the house any longer.

got a tomato (for dinner) and a peach (for dessert)

one lady asked me how i could stand wearing leggings out in this heat (95f/35c) lol

another lady saw my necklace and said shalom

tried a free sample of baklava (delicious) and some instant health/energy drink stuff (not bad but not my thing)

i'd had almost nothing to eat up to that point so i got a tamale for an afternoon snack plus a hibiscus agua fresca on account of the aforementioned heat. best decision ever that was one of the best tamales i've ever had and the drink was both huge and delicious. absolutely worth going for made my afternoon

[daisychainsandbowties]

what's taters precious?

[wackydiscolizard]

can’t believe that it’s legal to make me wash dishes when i’m literally just a pot of stew. you can’t hold me to these standards.

[calliopechild]

It’s Sunday night and I’m living my best life by going ham on a box of Wheat Thins while ignoring my homework trawling through Etsy for LOTR things to put on my wishlist/buy myself eventually.

[theonlythingimfuckingisstupid]

Still no power outage 😙✌️

[bunnyb34r]

Oh this crockpot is way too full and I underestimated how long this would take AAGDGGDGDGD I shoudlve put the roast on the bottom and then submerged it under potatoes and carrots instead of the reverse

I was like alright I'm starting it before 10am! I can put this on low :)

Oh baby no sgdgdggdgd I mean I did turn it to high at 11am but uh 😬

[purpletyn]

in retrospect it is actually fucking hilarious that Grian tapped Martyn and BigB for Third Life. Like. “Yeah we’re gonna get the empires guys and the hermitcraft guys and smush em together into a stew. oh also the fortnite guide person and the roblox guy. It’s a death game btw” and then they altered our brain chemistry forever. bigb didn’t even go back to minecraft content outside the life series. he makes like. skibidi toilet videos. get that bag ig

[rottingsuitcase]

Day in the life of what an anti thinks a proshipper is >wake up >start proshipping asap, need to grind >eat breakfast, its grilled minor eyeballs with a side of virgin blood today >pray to my idols jeffery epstein and edp445 >goon to loli and more proships, gotta goon or my mood will be bad >go to my basement full of kids >make them fight, the dead ones are their meal for today >hop in my ice cream truck so i can abduct more kids >abduct 5 different kiddos today, made sure to have em all groomed up too >settle down with some stewed child for dinner >grind ships for 12 hours >go to bed >repeat

[pog-with-a-blog]

Best feeling in the world is making a really good soup I think

[apomaro-mellow]

Steve let out the greatest sigh he'd ever heaved. "I can't believe I have to fuck him."

Robin's head whipped to him so fast like he just said he was gonna jump off a building. "You don't have to."

"No I'm gonna", Steve said, eyes not leaving Eddie. He was biting his thumb like he couldn't wait to get alone with him.

Robin looked back at Eddie, who was filling up his plate with things from the picnic table. "I don't see it."

"Because you're a lesbian."

"With taste. And standards. I mean what exactly has got you twirling your hair right now?"

"I mean look at him!"

Eddie had a plate in one hand that already had an open burger on it. The fingers of his other hand danced like they were trilling a piano as he was deciding on what to put on the plate next. He grabbed some chips on the side and then placed the plate down to figure out what he condiment he wanted.

Eddie put his hand on his chin like it was the utmost important decision. Then he grabbed the mayo and the mustard in one hand and squeezed them in a swirl.

"You gonna kiss him with must-ayo breath?", Robin snickered.

"I wish I was that burger", Steve said as he watched Eddie sink his teeth into it. Steve bit his lip while Eddie was licking som stray sauce off his fingers and Robin felt uncomfortable.

"Um, do you, Eddie, and the burger want some privacy."

If Steve was being honest, he didn't fully trust himself to be alone in a room with just Eddie and whatever he was currently feasting on.

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Eddie wasn't drunk. He wasn't even buzzed. No this particular evening, he was simply loopy on lack of sleep. He'd meant to go to bed, honest. But an idea popped into his mind and things kept adding in a delicious stew of inspiration and he just stayed up all night.

When Steve heard that, he nearly cursed him out for driving like that to his house.

"We were supposed to meet today, Steeeeve."

"It could've waited."

"Hmm, one doesn't make the king wait."

Eddie collapsed onto his couch and Steve thought he might conk out right away, but he was valiantly staying awake. Steve sat next to him and thought he might wait to see just in case Eddie fell asleep in the next 15 seconds.

Instead, Eddie reached out slowly with his pointer finger and booped Steve's nose. "It's so pointy", he said in a croaky voice. "Bet the girls loved that."

Steve snorted. "What?"

"When you ate 'em out."

"Dude!", Steve laughed. Eddie was always pretty candid, but this was another brand.

Then Eddie began to draw circles on Steve's face with his finger, all while drawing out that croaky sound before saying "Phooone hoooome."

Steve giggled and Robin finally spoke up from the loveseat.

"Yeah, I'm still here. But you know, movie night can wait or whatever."

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Steve's hands were in his face as he sat on the edge of his bed. Robin was patting his back reassuringly.

"There, there."

"It's just... Robin you should've seen him."

"I've seen him, babe."

"Not like this he was just-he was so into it!"

Steve had gone to pick up Eddie from the Wheeler's. He figured he'd find the other either with Mike, or maybe even Nancy. But no. Eddie had been in the backyard, in the middle of a very intense game of pretend with Holly. It had taken Steve everything not to strip and beg Eddie to give him his own babies.

"Have I...always been this much of a slut?", Steve asked.

Robin thought for a second before answering. "Yyyeah. But also, you've always been a goofball. Now that I think about it, you and Nancy had kinda an opposites attract thing. But maybe you don't need to opposite. You need someone as silly as you."

"Steve!", Eddie nearly crashed through his door. "We're making a blanket fort downstairs, you in?"

Steve rubbed his face and looked to Robin, admitting defeat with his eyes and then looked to Eddie. "Yeah. I really do."

[noyasmashing]

Eeee okay

Bratty subby husband/bf tsukki with the world's biggest mommy/momma kink. Such a meanie in public, but the second reader puts him in his place (or over their knee), he's crying and begging for forgiveness

You got it! I love the creative ideas you guys have keep ‘em cuming ;3

Just a reminder these characters are aged up and it is assumed they are all in college! Tbh I don’t love tsukishima allll that much, so sorry if this isn’t accurate to his character!

CW: Subby tsukki, crying, spanking, cumming on thigh, use of the term mommy but other than that gn!reader

The clinking of glass filled your ears as you sat at the fancy dinner table bustling with lively volleyball players. Including your snarky boyfriend, Tsukishima, seated comfortably beside you. Amidst the animated chatter, you found yourself chuckling at Hinata's boisterous remarks until you caught Tsukishima's conversation with another player.

"Hell yeah thier clingy, you can’t imagine." he remarked in his usual tone, clearly referring to you, earning a small glare in response. You sensed his body tense with regret, but the damage was done.

Deciding on the silent treatment as a form of punishment, you tuned Tsukishima out and engaged with others at the table, leaving him to stew in his own discomfort. His attempts to catch your eye only proved his own neediness, a fact that amused you despite the tension between you.

As the bills were settled and everyone prepared to leave, Tsukishima anxiously awaited a chance to be alone with you already anticipating what you would say.

You sat behind the steering wheel, the car's gentle hum filled the tense silence between you two. Keeping your attention on the road, you broke the quiet with a sharp remark, "I'd say you need someone to put you in your place." You felt the shift in his demeanor as he nodded in agreement, murmuring a meek "sorry" that elicited a laugh from you.

Alas, your shared car pulled into the driveway, as he nervously stepped out, bracing himself for the night ahead.

He knew he had been bad, but you were just plain mean. Without even giving him time to undress properly, he found himself bent over your lap, anticipating your spankings. You had pulled down his dress pants, only enough to reveal his ass. Simultaneously, his hard cock uncomfortably pressed against your thigh. He hated the feeling of his cock being trapped in his underwear, already slick with pre-cum. But he didn’t dare complain, he considered himself lucky that you were even touching him right now.

“Hah- Mommy please, ‘m sorry, I didn’t mean it! I-I promise I-“

"Kei," you warned, catching his attention with the use of his first name instead of your usual pet names in these moments. Your actions spoke louder than words as you slammed your palm down onto his firm ass. He let out a needy moan, trying to meet your gaze, yearning for you to understand his desire to be thoroughly fucked. He craved to be pampered and brought to a satisfying climax, hoping you would take pity on him.

Of course, you weren't going to let his transgression slide. Your hand swung back, reconnecting firmly with his plush bottom, eliciting a string of whimpers from him. "Momma," he whined, as you deftly hooked your fingers into the waistband of his underwear, pulling them down just enough to reveal his cute, vulnerable rear.

His arousal was evident as his cock rubbed against your exposed thigh, the precum acting as a natural lubricant. The sensation only heightened his tingly, hot feelings, making him crave more of your touch. He whined for mercy, with a “please” his voice barely audible.

"I'm sorry, what was that? I can't hear you over all that noise you're making," you teased, feigning confusion as you innocently smiled at him. Your harsh words seemed to send his arousal into overdrive, making the tips of his ears red and struggle for a response. He was usually the one dishing out mean comments but he felt completely helpless to your teasing.

As your hand made contact with his sore ass once more, he couldn't help but yelp in pain. Regardless you knew it was all an act, being the slut he was, you could feel his cock pulse against you with every slap making you coo.

"A-ah fuck! It hurts, Mommy... It hurts!" he whined helplessly, his body involuntarily arching with each strike. His desperate attempts to find relief saw him rutting his erect member against your thigh once more, seeking solace in the friction.

Despite his pain, he found himself becoming more sensitive with each rough touch, edging closer to the brink of climax. Tears trailed down his pretty lashes, he pleaded, "Can... can I cum?"

You pretended to pause to think with a small “I don’t know..” He let out a loud whine at that. He was just so needy at the thought of you edging him. He hated not getting what he wanted. He was such a sensitive brat sometimes, but he was your sensitive brat. In the end he always seemed to get what he wanted as you once again encouraged him with a "Let it out, baby."

His body shook with gratitude as he thrusted helplessly against your slick thigh, the waves of pleasure washing over him. White spurts of cum coated you and the sheets as his body trembled with release.

Without giving him a second to recover, you roughly lifted him up, your gaze assessing the mess he had made on your thigh. “That was me being nice, now it’s time for your real punishment.”