#ohhhhh my GAWD

[gardenofearthlydelightss]

YELLOWJACKETS SEASON THREE COMING OUT ON VALENTINES DAY IM SICK

[thesargasmicgoddess]

How is it not even 3pm yet?

[petrichoraline]

@howitrulyam hOLY SHIT

wkorea called me a little sapphic hoe with this photoshoot and i’m not even mad about it

[opqrstuv04]

Also wait, the way Stede says “wait for me” and flails off into the woods after asking if ED wants to come with HIM 🫥🫥🫥 you KNOW Ed was reliving alllllll the emotions about being left on the dock! And he STILL WAITS because deep down he STILL TRUSTS STEDE!!! NOBODY TOUCH ME

[msdk-00]

*falls to ground, wheezes weakly* need a l *coughs up blood* nneed a lesbian experience. i ne *passes out and smacks my head against the concrete*

[pokedcheck]

FASTEST TO 600 FOR MITCH <3

[itoshi-s]

BABES .

I ...... I CANNOT -

[psiimaid]

viz remembering the ancestors exist and thinking that they can in some way profit from them is soooo scary. nightmare fuel!

[maraczeks]

bcs s6 thread pt 2

[originalqueenhottub]

*Noone*

*Not a effing soul*

Meanwhile,

Me: *waking up this morning to a thought* Oh. My. A-gawd!

✨️ Seto Kaiba as Husk, singing to Katsuya Jounouchi as Angel Dust... The song?- Looser, Baby. ✨️

Me: *stares into her coffee cup.* Alright... I have already driven everyone mad in my house with my Hazbin Hotel and re-visited Yu-Gi-Oh obsession... I need to go share my random-ass thoughts with fellow fans who might see where I'm going with this... OHHHHH, TUMBLR!! 👀

It's probably already been thought of, but... I'm slow, Okay!? XD

(But, to expand on this more, I would make the Part where Angel says "I sold my soul, to a psychopathic freak." Be reference to Marik mind controlling Jounouchi. And when Husk says "And you think that makes you unique?" Be Kaiba thinking of Pegasus taking his soul.)

[misseviehyde]

PLAYING "CLIQUES"

Alison and her friends weren’t exactly popular at school, but that really didn’t matter because they had each other.  Every weekend the nerdy girls would meet up at Alison’s house to play role-playing games where they could escape from their average lives for a few hours and enjoy pretending to be someone else. 

Recently they’d been experimenting with some different games and Alison had found a weird one in a charity shop called ‘Clique’.  It was a game all about role-playing as hot, popular girls and the winner was the character that managed to become head cheerleader and draw all the others into her clique.  Alison thought it would be ironically fun to play.

She’d followed the instructions and customised the game to fully reflect their own school.  The other girls laughed delightedly as she showed them the board with its accurate reflection of their schools room plan and they settled down to play.

As the Games-master, Alison wouldn’t be role-playing herself, but she would be supervising everything else.  She shuffled the deck of character cards, fully based on real girls from their school. She had picked the girls she hated the most - the ones that were her bullies and universally popular.  They were all total spoiled bitches, vain, beautiful and rich.  They were certainly perfect characters for this game. Turning to her best-friend Lauren she offered the cards and Lauren hesitantly picked one.

“Oh no, I got Ashley,” laughed Lauren as she examined the card, “she’s such a nasty bitch, I’m not sure I can play her.  She’s always picking on me because of my weight.”

Ashley was the nastiest of all the popular girls and their defacto leader - pretending to be her was going to be weird.  Lauren tried to adopt an exaggeration of Ashley's resting bitch face and the others all laughed.

 “Then again... it would feel good to lose some weight and stop being a fat loser," she sneered.

Lauren gasped and clamped her hand over her mouth. "OMG - why did I say that?"

"Wow you sure got into character fast,” laughed Alison.

"Guys ahhhhhhh something is wrong," groaned Lauren, the smile dropping from Alison's face as her friend backed away from the table.

Lauren was tugging at her clothing and she seemed to be fighting with herself. Her face was twitching and her eyes rolling up in a mixture of pleasure and pain.

"Ohhhhh fuck, I can hear her voice in my head, her memories in my mind. What is this game? What is it doing to me?"

Lauren stretched and the others watched in horror as her skin began to ripple and move. Bones cracked as fat shifted and she moaned helplessly.

All the fat on Lauren's body began to move to her tits and her ass. Her small breasts began to swell up as her face became prettier and her hair whipped back in a tight bitchy pony-tail.

Ashley's familiar features replaced Lauren's as expensive makeup shimmered over her features and expensive manicured nails pushed out of her fingers.

Her loose fitting clothing tightened, a tight green halter neck wrap-top snapping tight around her massive new tits. They jiggled enticingly in their new slutty hammock.

Somewhere in town, the real Ashley was fading from existence as the games magic removed her from reality.

Meanwhile Lauren looked down at herself in shock as the changes slowed. She was now gorgeous and physically every inch the spoiled mean bitch that Ashley was.

"Oh my Gawd," she gasped in Ashley's insulting and superior voice. "I totally turned into that bitch."

Alison looked down at the game in shock. It was magic. It had actually turned Lauren into Ashley.

Lauren was touching herself with a mixture of fascination - but also desire. She clearly liked how her new body felt and she grinned as she checked out her reflection in a mirror. She pulled out a mobile phone - Ashley's device - and using her fingerprint to unlock it grinned as she saw she now had access to all of her former bullies accounts.

Sitting calmly at the table - Lauren grinned at her friends.

"This isn't so bad. I could get used to this," she chuckled. "In fact I think you should start calling me Ashley. I never liked that dorky name Lauren anyway."

"Lauren, we have to find a way to turn you back to normal," gasped Alison.

"Fuck that," grinned Lauren-Ashley nastily, "Look at me... I'm stacked and I'm beautiful. Oh and rich too. Why would I want to go back even if I could. This game is awesome."

Lauren could feel the words coming out of her mouth but it was like someone else was speaking them. Her massive new tits were hard and a deluge of wicked memories and knowledge was flowing through her mind like an expanding oil slick.

Ashley's memories were like a film, covering up her own and sinking deeper and deeper into her soul.

Why fight this? It feels so good. This loser Alison can't be allowed to stop me.

Grabbing the Clique board, Lauren-Ashley pulled it towards her and laughed. "I'm taking over as Games Mistress bitch."

Pulling the deck of cards out of Alison's hands she began to search through. "You know why they call this game Clique? Because you win once you convert the other players into your followers OR eliminate them from the game, you win and this becomes permanent."

Laughing she dealt three cards out in quick succession to the other girls.

She turned them over one at a time. "Sarah, you get to become my best-friend Chloe. Hannah it's your turn to be a bitch too, you're going to become Chelsea. You're going to enjoy being my spoiled rich wing-girls."

Alison watched in horror as her friends began to groan and transform. Bitchy brunette hair lengthened as the former nerds morphed into skinny, mean Alpha girls. Neither was as busty and dominant as Ashley - but they were just as evil. Dressed in matching black crop tops and blue jeans they groaned and giggled as they delightedly touched their new bodies and fell into flank their new Alpha.

"Lauren... no... what have you done?" whimpered Alison as her new bully laughed and reached out to flip over the card she'd chosen.

"I told you nerd, I'm Ashley now. Lauren is gone and I LOVE being a big titted bitch. Now let's see if you enjoy the card I picked for you?"

Alison's eyes widened as she saw that Lauren had picked Ashley's pathetic step-brother Dawson. He was a total loser and madly in love with Ashley. He followed her and her girl gang around and did whatever they told him. Rumour had it that Ashley even made him wear a chasitity cage.

As she felt her body begin to transform and a tiny cock push out from between her legs, Alison wept as the other girls laughed at her.

"Ohhh yes, that's soooo hawt," giggled the new Chlesea as she touched up her mascara. "Turn that loser into an even bigger loser and win the game."

The new Ashley grinned as the last of her old personality was erased and she accepted her new role as Alpha bully. "Looks like I win," she smiled delightedly.

"You always win babe," smiled Chloe. "That's why we're in your clique."

Looking down at his pitiful caged cock, Dawson felt his memories of being Alison fade away and watched as Ashley tossed the game into the trash and clicked her fingers.

"Come on then bitches. We have a school to run."

Like a whipped dog he followed his hot popular step-sister and felt his devotion swell.

He loved serving such a Goddess.

The new bullies would never tell anyone about the game. They didn't care that they had stolen these lives or erased their old ones.

All that mattered was being part of the Clique.

THE END

[starsinthesky5]

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTFDKuDH8/

i love love LOVE how detailed everything about this tour is.

oh my gawd I need these mf tickets. if I actually get them, and I have high hopes, ohhhhh a bitch it about to lose her voice while screaming opposite. and fast times. and decode.

i love eics.

ohhhh im going to lose my voice screaming sharpest tool. and coincidence.

oh.

and i will solely be thinking about joe during bed chem.

[fluffypotatey]

Leverage Ep 13

SEASON 1 FINALE BABYYYYYYY no pregame thoughts!! only watch

Spoilers in the reactions (obviously):

OH MY GOD! i really thought i missed something or like an episode for a second bc of how this episode begins

jfc Leverage don’t scare me like that T^T

Jim Sterling >:((((((

THEY HAVE THE HEIST MUSIC LETS GOOOOOOOO

Parker my beloved 😍

the build up has me so exited

ELIOT MY BELOVED 😍😍

HARDINSON MY BELOVED 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍

lmao Nate doing the chair turn-around cliche • love him

he sounds very drunk tho 🥺 concerned 🫠

“I got out of sales.” “Oh, so what are you in now?” “Theft.” Love you Nate <3333

Hardinson 🥰

Nate should punch this Ian Blackpoole guy, as a treat

Punch him! Punch him! Punch him!

Oh? 👀 Parker and Sophie are both surprised to find each other 👀 was this heist actually heists plural??? 👀👀👀👀

OH MY GAWD IS IT??? IS IT HEISTS PLURAL????

And they just let Nate leave??? 😂😂😂 he told y’all, to your face, that he will rob you and you let him leave????

IT’S HEISTS PLURAL!!!!

Eliot and Alec sitting in an elevator: K I S S I N G 😙😙😙😙😙

lmao did Alec buy a fucking mansion???

Noooooooo the crew is mad at each other 🥺🥺🥺🥺 stop that. it was an episode ago, sure, but still

Nate: “Why are you guys even here >:(“

Everybody: “they insulted us! and I have a reputation to uphold!”

Everybody and what they don’t say: “bc we care, okay!”

Alec wants to talk 🥺 but Parker is avoiding it (on purpose or oblivious…idk)

Nate can be so stuck up sometimes 🙄 love him tho

“You want…Eliot to…feel out my wife??” Words I didn’t think Nate would say

“Ex, Nate. Ex-wife” Sophie 😂😂😂

Sterling’s fucking reaction to the museum security 😂😂😂😄

Maggie!!!!!

NATE 😂😂😂

ELIOT 😂😂😂😂😂

THEY ARE IN THE VAN 💀💀💀

Nate getting fucking ROASTED

NOT EVEN IN BED 💀💀💀

NOT THE GIFT BUTTON CAMERA 🫢

Is he gonna tell her 👀

OHHHHH WILL HE SHARE 👀👀👀👀

OMG HE IS

OH MY GOD

OH MY GOD

HE TOLD HER

YES MAGGIE!!! TELL HIM

oh 🥺

Oh no we’re getting a flashback

ow ��

awwwwwww 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

AH FUCK

NOOOOOOOOOO

SHIT

THEY KNOW ABOUT MAGGIE

omg they included her in the planning

PARKER 💀💀💀 WHY

“That is confidential” girlie, these are crooks

Parker I love you 🥰

Lmaooooooo poor Nate (doesn’t feel bad for him at all)

Ah fuck they know!!! Sterling could you stop being a stalker and let the heist continue in peace >:(

Oh that poor museum guy 😅 he’s having the worst day

“Everybody knows it’s a fungus” MAGGIE I LOVE YOU

Sophie wants to reconcile with Eliot 🥺 oh wait no, everyone, she doing this with everyone

Oh she’s trying 🥺 she’s bad at it tho. very bad

Fucking spike of stress at Sterling’s appearance 😭 why can’t he just not do his job >:(((

You’re fine, Maggie. I think. I hope. I don’t know

I wanna punch Blackpoole so bad

ELIOT JUMPSCARE

I CHOKED ON MY PASTA

AND THEY DONT SEE HER

IS STERLING JUST PRETENDING TO BE BLIND (nope, he just didn’t see them, wow)

this poor museum guy 😂

we’re fine!!! we’re good!!!! (She is not fine)

YESSSSS

HEISTING IS A GOOOOOOO

WE HAVE A TIMER????

Thank you public panic

EVERYBODY HAS A STATUE

oh this is so funny

Sterling you’re behind now!!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHA

did they plan for lockdown? 👀 THEY DID 🔥🔥🔥

Sterling, do not threaten Maggie 😡😡😡😡

“I’m the bait” YEEEEEE

THEY STOLE THE PAINTINGS INSTEAD YES

YESSSSSSSSSSS

OH SHIT! STRESSED

GET FUCKED IAN!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

YEAH STERLING SWITCH IT UP

Nate turning the lines on Ian 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

AND HE GOT PUNCHED

FUCKING FINALLY 🥳🥳🥳

omfg, THE FUCKING CUSHIONS???

My Nate/Sophie is in conflict with Nate/Maggie

Only solution: Nate/Sophie/Maggie

They’re doing the circle thing

But it’s sad😭

Please don’t separate them!!!! NO SEPARATION

“Let’s see how hard you look” NOOOOOOO PARKER DONT SAY THAT 🥲 NO SEPARATE!!! NOBODY IS ALLOWED TO LEAVE

you know, it hurts more because Hardinson would look for her T^T he would always try and find her while Parker finds new ways to hide and blend in

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

DONT BREAK THE CIRCLE

COME BACK

BACK I SAY

Y’all listen to the tv score and turn around—

WHAT???? THATS IT????

NO!! NO IT IS NOT

THAT IS NOT THE END OF SEASON ONE WHAT THE FUCK

General thoughts:

Uh, so, what the fuck 🫠 I am so sorry to everyone who watched this show live that cliffhanger is just….so evil.

Actually so happy to see Maggie get included with the crew, and it was nice to see that things weren’t just thrown under the rug from the last episode. Like on one hand, I am sympathetic towards Sophie, but on the other, her con put the team in a lot of danger. Danger they did not agree to because their heists are never really on the safe side. So it was fun to see that “yeah, I don’t know if I can trust you like I could before.”

ESPECIALLY WITH ELIOT!!! He actually admitted that he was feeling at home with the team and getting comfortable and letting his walks down 🥺 so it makes so much sense that he’s not ready to forgive Sophie for breaking that (also, Eliot I swear, we need more episodes focused on you because WHO FUCKING ARE YOU??? Nothing is explained fully, you’re like a jack of all trades, the tank of the team, you have a very tough exterior and I just— I wanna knooooooooooow 😖)

Hardinson and Parker were so fucking cute 🥰 and I love how their relationship is building but also felt really worried because Hardinson really wants to talk to Parker about where they stand, but she’s being very avoidant about it T^T and then!!! she fucking says “Let’s see how hard you look,” WITH A FUCKING SMILE GIRLIE NO!!! DONT PLAY WITH MY HEART LIKE THAT 🫠

ough 🤧 how is this the end of the season……on to season 2 I guess

[vcrnons]

sos is growing on me so much ohhhhh my gawd

[chrystalwynd]

    Diapers and Debts- Part 3

*An age-regression misadventure.*

    I awoke.

    I had no idea how long I had been sleeping, but I was ravenous. I wriggled around, still trying to get used to the feeling of a thick, padded diaper between my legs.

    Then I noticed Lexie stretched out on the couch. She appeared to be napping.

    Hmmm. This appeared to be the perfect time to slip out of the stroller.

    I shifted around, feeling my bare butt rub the absorbent material hugging my bottom. My little fingers felt along the belt holding me in the stroller, felt the clip locking the belt in place. The only problem was that I couldn't coordinate my fingers enough to unhook the clips.

    I tried another angle, and it still wouldn't work. I just couldn't put enough pressure on the clip to unlock it. Grrrrrrrrr!

    I tried moving. I tried twisting. I tried wriggling. Nothing worked.

    I was getting frustrated. Worse, I was hungry. Hungry!

    I began kicking my feet in anger and hunger. Hungry!

    And then, while I was kicking my feet, something happened. There was a sudden wave of warmth around my loins and a general sense of release and well-being.

    What the hell?

    Then my eyes widened as a strong scent hovered around me and I realized what happened.

    I had just wet myself.

    I had just WET myself!

    Stunned, I struggled to grasp the fact that I was sitting in a swelled wet diaper and was no longer able to control my body. Then my belly grumbled, reminding me how hungry I was.

    That was it. I was wet, I was hungry, I was stuck in the stroller. I felt the frustration and discomfort rise and I opened my mouth...

    ...and began crying like a baby.

    In fact, I wailed. I couldn't help myself. And once I started, I couldn't stop. I knew it was solidifying my identity as that of a baby in my mind the more I carried on, but I just couldn't stop.

    Lexie woke immediately and was standing next to me in a heartbeat.

    "Ohhhhh, the poor little doodle bug is throwing a tantrum," said Lexie. "What's wrong, baby girl?"

    Her fingers worked the plastic clips without thought. It was so easy for her and so impossible for me.

    Suddenly I was flying through the air again. Then I squawked in surprise as Lexie slid her fingers into my diaper without warning.

    "Oh, baby girl is allllll wet!" she said. "Don't worry, doodle bug...we'll have you wrapped up nice and dry in no time."

    Oh, no. I knew what that meant, but there was nothing I could do to stop her. Just like that, I was flat on my back. Lexie popped off the tape and slid the wet diaper out from under me. The feel of the perfumed wet wipe sliding over and around my thighs. Dusty powder over my bottom. A dry diaper under my butt. Wrapped around my hips, snug around my legs. Taped.

    I was diapered again.

    Lexie stripped off her tee-shirt. She was braless. She picked up the jar of clear fluid and brushed some onto her nipples.

    "All right, baby girl," she said. "Now let's get you fed."

    Lexie picked me up and angled my face so that her swollen nipple was centimeters from my mouth.

    "C'mon, baby girl," cooed Lexie. "You must be sooooo hungry."

    I was. I could smell the milky goodness that was so close. I put my little hands up and pushed at the big, lush breast in front of me, but the move was largely symbolic and not nearly as forceful as I wanted. One little sip, maybe?

    No! I pushed at that lush breast again.

    Lexie laughed. "Goodness, you're stubborn, Jen-Jen!" she said. "You're going to eat sooner or later, so you might as well give in now, cutie!"

    I set my jaw, trying to look resolute. The result was Lexie laughing again.

    "Oh, my gawd," she said. "You are the most adorable thing ever! Anyway, I just can't watch you sit there all hungry, so this is for your own good."

    My own good? Huh?

    Then I understood a moment later when Lexie simply pressed her nipple against my still closed mouth.

    "C'mon, baby girl," said Lexie. "Just try some mommy milk."

    I kept my lips pressed together. But something sweet and satisfying from that fat nipple was moistening my lips. I didn't know if it was the milk from Lexie's over-developed boobs or that stuff she was coating onto her nipples, but either way, I could feel my resolve crumbling.

    Finally, my little baby belly rumbling, I relaxed my mouth slightly.

    That was all Lexie needed. A moment later, that thick, swollen nipple was in my mouth.

    I tried to resist, but within moments I was instinctively suckling her nipple. Her milk seemed to flow easily into my mouth and was already making its way to my belly. I'd always understood breast milk to be somewhat bland, but I certainly wouldn't have guessed that by Lexie's milk. There was something quite intense, yet satisfying about the nutrient-rich flood in my mouth.

    Soon I found a rhythm and I took a strange comfort in my situation. I was helpless, but warm and safe and I didn't have to do anything except nurse from Lexie's boob. Granted, I was going to be pissed once my belly was full, but for the moment, I decided to stop worrying about details and just focus on getting through my first nursing. I'd just have to figure out a way to make sure it was my only nursing.

    *****

    Oh, gawd. I was so full.

    Lexie had let me feed off that nipple for quite a while. Finally, she coated her other nipple with that fluid and then let me go at that one for a good long while. The result was that I was one seriously full little baby.

    Laughing, Lexie draped a towel over her shoulder. Then she lifted me and pressed me against her shoulder, patting my back lightly.

    I had no clue what she was doing. Then my eyes widened as, unexpectedly, I let out a huge burp.

    Lexie laughed at my expression. "Awww, poor baby girl didn't know she was going to do that, did she?"

    I deigned not to react to that.

    Lexie stood up, but continued holding me against her. She started walking, humming as she did so.

    I knew what she was doing. Belly full, dry diaper, she figured I'd fall back asleep now. Like I'd be that easy. She was certainly going to learn a lesson here about how stubborn I could be when I wanted. If she thought I'd be that simple just because I was a baby, she was in for a surprise.

    Two minutes later I fell asleep, face pressed against Lexie's plump boob.

    *****

    When I awoke, I was laying in my crib. I also had a pacifier in my mouth. A pacifier!

    I spit out the pacifier and tried to roll onto my belly. I didn't have the strength. At least, not yet.

    "Oh, hey there, baby girl!" said Lexie. "You're awake!"

    Lexie slipped off her shirt and brushed the fluid onto her nipples. Then she swept me up so quickly, it caught me by surprise. Suddenly my mouth was full of nipple.

    "Mmmmmmppphhhh!" I said.

    Lexie held me firmly against her breast. "Hush, baby girl," she said. "Drink your milk. I'm not getting sore boobies for nothing."

    I couldn't fight. She was too big. Too...strong. I relaxed and began working her nipple, once again letting her milk fill my belly. I was fully focused on feeding, so it was a full minute before I realized I had an audience.

    Max was sitting on the couch, smiling at the sight of me breast-feeding from his sister.

    My eyes widened and my cheeks actually colored. Max was watching me nurse as an infant! I was about to die of embarrassment.

    And that was the moment I suddenly filled my diaper.

    Lexie laughed and held me out from her, dangling in the air.

    "Oh, my, baby girl," she cooed. "We've got to get you cleaned up, little pooper!"

    Lexie was truly enjoying this. I had no idea if it was because she loved babies or loved my humiliation, but she was loving this scene, full diaper and all.

    I wriggled in her grasp. Max had seen me as a baby, I was stuck in a full diaper and my mother was insane. My day couldn't get any worse.

    I was plopped onto my back. Lexie dipped the pacifier into the fluid and then popped it into my mouth.

    "Just keep that there until I'm done cleaning your adorable little bottom, cutie," said Lexie, her hands already stripping me down.

    A pacifier in my mouth as my mother changed my embarrassingly full and very fragrant diaper. Okay, now my day couldn't get any worse.

    NEXT: Part 4