#not a single thought in my mind rn

[nowshesdoingitallthetime]

Mr and Mrs XCX, everyone!

[hwaseongies]

some spoilers from barbatos bday event

this is so hilarious like, you know diavolo, when two people are into each other-

BUT PLS THE SHOCK ON HIS FACE

hes so annoying omg and he made everyone so sick of him and mc and im here for it

HOLDING HANDS. AND A DATE. IN PUBLIC. DUDES VERY BOLD TONIGHT

SIR. HES MAKING ME BLUSH. I WANNA KISS HIM SO BAD. URGHHHH

[givemewallywestorgivemedeath]

Growing up in an extremely ultra religious, cult-like family was a mindfuck for multiple reasons but that doesn't stop unfortunately, even when you escape. For example, see: The overwhelming feeling of boiling hatred and shame for who you used to be.

The angry hatred for the past person I used to be, the version of myself that mindlessly parroted my family's beliefs and listened to their every command, constantly simmered under my skin and invaded my every thought. I was embarrassed of what I used to be- even as I made friends of different ethnicities and faiths, as I listened and explored new ideas and worlds that I never knew existed, as I started the first LGBTQ+ club at my school and volunteered with kids who deserved so much more- there was always a little voice in the back of my head.

"They would hate you if they knew what you were. They would hate the horrendous teachings that were seared into your mind, the things that you used to say and believe. You are nothing but a pretender."

And it is true that my beliefs were bigoted in all the worst ways. It is true that I believed truly heart-wrenching things without a second thought and judged others in such harsh and unfair ways. I told myself that there was no coming back from that, not really. There was nothing I could do to ever make up for it.

Then I remembered that the person who said those things wore velcro light up sneakers and collected finger puppets that the librarians handed out as awards for reading picture books. The person that held signs at pro-life rallies and anti-LGBTQ+ protests had a cherished sticker book and hunted minnows in the creek after school and adored their puffle on club penguin and was really into greek mythology and had skinned knees from climbing trees at recess and knew every Disney song by heart and was absolutely terrified of the dark.

That person was a child.

I was a child.

It took a really long time. Years and years of reflection and distance, but I've decided that I can't hate the past version of myself anymore. I feel pity and remorse, I feel anger- I feel so much fury and violent rage- at what my childhood was and I grieve what could- no, should- have been, but I no longer resent who I was.

I'm not ashamed.

I am so, so, so unbelievably proud of that little kid. For being brave enough to leave the comfort and safety of what I was told was right. For not being afraid to be wrong. For seeking out information and knowledge in a culture that praised ignorance. For questioning everything, relentlessly.

I am by no means a perfect person, I never have been and I never will, but I am proud of myself in every iteration that has ever existed because I know that I have never stopped trying to understand and learn and grow, and I never will.

If you have ever been in a similar situation and feel similar things, first of all: My condolences on your lost childhood. Second of all: Please be nice to that past version of yourself and recognize all the hard work they did to make you who you are today. That person was a survivor and an inspiration. They deserve nothing but love.

[justplaggin]

bsd season 5 pv - coming july 2023

[oflights]

going from a fandom where long "oneshots" get posted all in one go all the time to a fandom where that basically never happens has been so interesting. like i def posted my last fic the wrong way and it's fine but now i'm thinking about upcoming ideas and how to write them more episodically regardless of how long they wind up being!! i feel like this is not going to be good for controlling my word counts lol

[disorganised-bagel]

okay i am willing to admit that the bsoup fixation might be back

[whumpy-wyrms]

me outlining tllr: i call it my “to-do to Dew list”

[rubybaely]

rewatched the darkest minds movie and rereading the book and i think that

a) movie still sucks but

b) i don't think they ever could have made a faithful and interesting movie bc so much of what makes the book and ruby compelling is her internal dialogue and her mental development and it's just so hard to translate to the screen in any way

(though the movie didn't seem to care abt giving ruby any development at all, even if they had tried it wouldn't have hit as hard as the book imo)

[rainbowonice]

buck talking to chris was actually infuriating because what do you mean that out of everything he could have told to a kid that wants to run away is that he also wanted to run away as a kid??? “texas in summer am i right?” bff😭…. he should have asked about the girl he was two timing instead what about her what about PENNY?

[thirsty-4-ghouls]

I have three thoughts that pop up every time I see a dusthide. Not all of them each time, but at least one

Most common thought: he have no ears 😭

Second most common: armadillo (armadillos have ears though, so I guess more pangolin? But the way they are segmented… the pangolin thing reminds me of their claws more though. Hmm, overthinks what species of real animals one can compare them to)

And the final one: so, remember those toys from the 2000s that you put on a magnet and they went from a ball to a little guy?

Update, I have gotten sleep and am now confused about why I was so sad every time I saw that they had no ears

[kotoal1011]

this is the most incomprehensible f/o gush I have ever written in my life bear with me guys

I'm so fucking excited I haven't listened to the song yet and the gif previews are driving me insane. not to be thirsty on main but she looks hot as fuck and I believe she doesn't have any shirt under her uniform and okay yeah I admit it I wanna se her cleavage lmao. Anyway, I can't wait to see her again, I really can't, I love her so much <3<3

on the other hand I am absolutely terrified because I know she's gonna break down at some point and they're gonna show angsty™ stuff and I do NOT want to see her suffering oh fuck– and of course, unless her MV does wonders she's gonna get voted guilty and that's gonna fuck her up so fucking much she's gonna break in t3. I'm gonna vote her innocent every single day tho

me after she gets a 99% guilty verdict (I'm the 1% voting innocent)

[chrisbangs]

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[roseofcards90]

Okay Fate you can’t keep doing this to me 😭💀

[mister-peregrine]

i hoarded the @/bisexual-charlesxavier url and ngl im lowkey tempted to change it now

[flowachild]

I wake up everyday to my cat crying and know for a fact I’m not ready for kids 😭

[rafesangelita]

thinking about rafe and bambi!reader whilst she’s ovulating and how she climbs onto his lap all pretty and desperate, needing his lips and hands on her, her pretty lace panties already soaked beneath her sundress and the heat alone makes rafe groan beneath her. and she’s all pathetic, mewling and whimpering as they make out, her hips languidly grinding and the growing erection in his shorts, his large hands gripping the flesh of her ass beneath her dress as she ruts against him like a cat in heat. rafe being rafe, can’t help but chuckle as he watched her;

“look at you, pretty girl, can’t get enough o’ me, huh?”

“my poor baby, is that pretty pussy achin’ for me, hm? tell me, baby…”

“fuuuck, look a’ you, rutting against me, s’that bad, baby? need me to take care o’ you?”

and bambi!ready can barely form a coherent thought when he speaks to her that way that even when she’s on top of him, she’s too fucked dumb to even do much of the work, rafe using his large hand to grasp her cheeks as he thrusts slowly into her from beneath, “this what you needed, pretty girl? needed me to stuff that pretty pussy? god, you’re fuckin’ squeezin’ my cock so good…”

foamin at the mouth rn bye

warnings: descriptions of an ovulation cycle, bambi is super desperate and whiny loll (sorry in advance), mentions of finger sucking and edging, manipulation (?), making out, dry humping, heavy petting, tit play, teasing, praise, dirty talk, superrr cock drunk bambi (not a single thought in that pretty head of hers), dumbification, breeding kink, creampie

a/n: anon i need to give you a kiss on the cheek for this one!! usually i’ll skip over long asks but this one was too good <3

rafe would be lying if he said he couldn’t wait for this time of month to roll around for you. the incessant humping and clinging onto him for dear life, the crying and acting like you were going to die without him near all contributed to his ego, of course, but it turned him on to see you so much more desperate and needier than usual. while you never had a problem with submitting to rafe in the bedroom, your submission was on a whole other level when you were ovulating, the surrender coming to you naturally in all areas of your body and mind.

you might as well have been a ragdoll when you were so passive and pliant like this. it was almost like your brain was on sleeping mode for this short period of time, any and all thinking was rather done by rafe instead. of course, your boyfriend would take advantage of this and treat you like a brainless little fool while bending you to his every will. making you suck his fingers before teasing you and edging you to tears, encouraging you and whispering filthy obscenities in your ear while you humped his thigh, leg, knee, pretty much anything you could get your needy cunt on.

his personal favorite though was when you couldn’t resist crawling in his lap and smothering him with kisses. despite him acting annoyed, he secretly loved that you couldn’t keep your hands and mouth off of him. “c’mon.. m’trying to watch this.” you whined when he swatted your hands away, a small smirk tugging at the corner of his lips when you huffed out in frustration. “forget the tv!” you straddled his thighs, your heat sitting right on top of his clothed cock, “touch me, ray. please!” rafe sighed through his nose before planting his hands on your hips as if it was such a chore.

“kiss me too..” you stared up at him with those doe eyes, his jaw clenching at the sight before attaching his lips to the sensitive part of your neck, licking and nipping the flesh there. you moaned softly while your hips moved on their own accord, your clit rubbing against the lace material of your panties as you grinded down on your boyfriend. rafe swore he could feel your wetness through the layers of clothing between you two, his suspicions confirmed when he moved you over and was met with the sight of a wet patch on his shorts.

both of you looked down, his cock growing rock hard in an instant as he snaked a hand underneath your dress and felt the mess between your thighs for himself. “poor bambi, this pussy is just aching for me to fill it up, huh?” you nodded frantically, a pathetic whine leaving your lips before you leaned in and kissed him sloppily. rafe groaned, keeping his hand there between your legs in order for you to ride his palm, the sound of your slick driving him to damn near insanity. “fuck, just look at you, ‘pretty. you can’t get enough..” he teased, deciding to take matters into his own hands and drag your soaked pussy up and down his erection.

you were mewling and whimpering as you two kissed each other feverishly, your lips now glossy with his spit. your hands were balled up tight in his t-shirt, your eyesbrows knitted together in pure bliss while his fingers dug into the plush flesh of your thighs. you were practically dripping for this man already, your skin hot to the touch as you desperately angled your hips for more friction. “fuckkk, look how you’re rutting against me, baby. you need my dick so bad, you want me to take care of you?” you cried out and begged as if he’d never ask, your arms raising above your head as he slipped off your dress.

he circled one of your sensitive buds, drawing a yelp from your lips as he knew how tender your tits were during this time. you held his head in your hands, your cheek resting against his scalp as he took himself out of his boxers. ripping your panties down your legs, rafe left the white lace dangling off of your ankle before you felt his length spring up against your tummy. he was hot and heavy, his cock standing mean and ready to split you open. pulling you against his chest, rafe guided himself at your entrance, giving you a few teasing strokes before entering you agonizingly slow.

your head dropped to his shoulder, your train of thought diminishing with every inch he filled you up. it wasn’t until he bottomed out that he grabbed you by your cheeks, the look on your face telling him everything he needed to know. you might as well have been dead to the world, the way you looked at him as if you didn’t have a brain, your eyes glassy and void of any emotion. you were truly, utterly cock drunk. rafe smiled, keeping his eyes trained on your face as he began thrusting into you. “this is what you needed, bambi, hmm? ‘needed me to stuff this pretty pussy?” you mumbled a mix of nonsense in response, eliciting a laugh from your boyfriend.

“aww it’s okay, you don’t have to make sense, baby, you’re a little dumb right now.” rafe continued thrusting into you, telling you how he was going to fill up your womb with his seed, making you the ‘prettiest mama kildare island has ever seen’. “imagine that. ‘carrying my baby around, being living proof of the filthy shit you let me do to you..” he shushed you when you cried out, his large hand rubbing your back soothingly as he pumped in and out of you. “yeah, let’s make that happen.”