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march was found dead shortly after
#shots fired#roasted that poor boy#fields of mistria#fom march#fom caldarus#see this is why i love caldarus#fom
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Mk’s fit in the new Lego sets are just ✨✨✨
#mk finally has a weeks worth of clothes the poor boi 😭🥺#monkie kid#lego monkie kid#lmk#sketch#lmk art#lmk au#roasted marshmallows au#lmk mk#monkie kid mk#mk#my art#monkie kid qi xiaotian#qi xiaotian#lmk spicynoodles#monkie kid fanart#monkie kid spicynoodles#spicynoodles#lmk qi xiaotian#mk x red son#lmk red son#redson x mk#red son x mk#spicynoodles fanart#spicynoodleshipping#red son monkie kid#redson#red son#fluffy romance#mk monkie kid
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I’m getting so hyped! August 2, hurry up!! (X)
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#tmnt#tmnt mutant mayhem#tmnt mm donnie#tmnt mm mikey#tmnt mm raph#tmnt mm leo#tmnt mm April#they definitely enjoy roasting Leo whenever they can#my poor blue boy#I can’t wait
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Some ship captain: “I was just explaining to the lady here”
Elias: First of all, that lady is my son (wrong person, old man)
Hesh: He wasn’t talking about me, he’s talking about her..”
Elias: “Oh her, OH IT’S HER NOW? Well her happens to be my teammate. You got a problem with her, you got a problem with me”
Jemíma: “No no, Captain Walker, calm down. It’s no one’s fault, understand ”
Some ship captain: “I didn’t have a problem before, but now I’m starting to”
Elias: “No, your problem is about to get a lot bigger”
Jemíma: “No— I was just being stupid, sir.”
Some ship captain: “Yeah, so walk away, Grandpa”
Elias: “You know what—“ Suddenly Jemíma punched the ship captain’s face which made everyone in the team gasp (WHAT A WOMAN)
Jemíma: “NOBODY CALL HIM GRANDPA!!”
Beth: “I-I do…”
(GET. HIS. ASS)
Henry: *Walks back up on deck after a debriefing, Eva trailing behind; sees the unconscious captain with a smug Jemíma and the rest of the team looking sheepish*
Henry: .... Care to explain?
Beth: You know that saying, Pa?
Henry: Yes...?
Jemíma/Logan/Beth/Hesh: Talk shit, get hit.
#calling hesh a lady lmao#poor boy getting roasted on rhe daily#cod oc: jemíma hernández#cod ocs: the ashford twins#cod oc: henry ashford#elias walker#hesh walker#ask
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was chanse silent..... or was he silenced :/
#i was waiting for him to get his roast in but my poor boy...... the music was fun tho !#katie liveblogs#anthony is dead#anthony's funeral
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Me run with letter: Dear Santa, please forgive me for the confusion, I know you are very busy, but I ask you to listen to me about the gift. I know it’s quite late but listen, 11 years ago on this very day...
Santa instantly climbs out of the pipe: I don’t know how to resurrect the dead understand already a stupid creature, dear deer save me
Me: Oh no, I already understood that I just need a little apocalypse so that Arthur can come back we people haven't ruined everything enough
#it is a shame that i didn't posted something about this day yet#It will always be devastating for me that Merlin still sticks around Avalon#literally he is the most powerful sorcerer on earth#he has been living for fifteen hundred years#can go anywhere in the world and not hang out near the place where all his family died#but he is still waiting for his “friend bro who trolled him the whole time they were together”#you can to not romanticize them (i understand good) but when someone call them friends...#like I annoying to wait for friends when they are late for the bus but he hung out there for hundreds of years#he already realized that he was screwed by the prophecy so where is the reason#and I'm sure Merlin doesn't like bank cards because COINS go out of use#the universe is mocking the poor boy#if you wanted Arthur to pay for his sins#you would have left him alive and let Merlin roast him every day in front of the people#with gwaine! we love “such a princess” nickname#arthur pendragon#bbc merlin#merlin#merlin bbc#arthur bbc#text post#merlin emrys#fandom
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also not me and my bf getting increasingly worried because our cat was eating less and less and sleeping all the time only for the vet to say that he's just getting older and a little fat so he's not as active and doesn't use up his energy therefore eating less
#life#i couldn't go to the vet's because i had my language lessons#but getting an update from the bf mid-class and reading that with my own 2 eyes made me laugh#i roasted the poor boy a lil once i got back#he's 4.4kg where his ideal weight is 4.2kg so it's not that much#bf said “he's a lil chonky... just like us!” and tru tbh tru
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"First my bro and now Jonouchi? Man...remind me to never get on Anzu's bad side..."
#relevc#💎 Vice Treasure (Mokuba Kaiba)#💎 The Best Seat In The House (Dash Commentary)#(Poor boy wants to avoid being roasted LMFAO
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someone is getting grounded on the normandy ((:
this is what I get for taking them places smh >.>
#tali zorah#kasumi goto#roasting my poor boy#shepard#if I wanted sass from my squadmates I’d just go to jack#mary plays me2
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Who doesn't like a good joanin'? Craig didn't 😂
(Craig of The Creek)
#roast session#read session#joanin#joaning#roasting#reading#craig of the creek#craig of the street#new episode#was relatable#dragged my boy tho#poor Craig#and his cousin just sat there and let it happen#boyyyyyyyeee#did the hands and all#i'm screaming#love this show#black cartoons#cotc
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I have been calling Sean "Captain Dumbfuck" for a long time already BUT PLEASE, is he THAT stupid 😭🤣🤣🤣
#is he just#the dumbest man alive#they roasted him 😭#my poor boy#you ain't stupid Seanie#ur just different darling#built different#wwdits sean#sean rinaldi#wwdits spoilers#wwdits s6#kztpost
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came up with some good ideas during work
now just trying to figure out how to fit them in with what i already had planned (they're worth the effort)
17,406/50,000
#nanowrimo#kimxporsche au#kinnporsche#kim kind of gets roasted#in that he makes his father proud#and ooh boy does that piss him off#poor thing
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a/n: another ua student!touya ft. hawks and mirko as his classmates!! + basing this "long eyelashes" debacle from the fact his eyelids are a little thicker than todoroki's + it's canon that he has long lower eyelashes since it's prominent when he was young lol
"i'm jealous"
you casually drop a bomb on touya, who was currently in the kitchen eating piping hot udon.
touya's eyes widens, ultimately choking on his food. like you just didn't witness him knocking on death's door, you casually slid to the seat next to him, watching him just choke there
"being jealous is one thing, but not helping your poor boyfriend who's choking? that's a little overkill don't you think?!" touya exclaims, after regaining his own composure
instead of answering, you shrug, staring at the now pouting boy beside you
"i'm not a mind reader you know?" touya points out, catching your gaze. it's making him a little uncomfortable being put on the spot like this. last time he checked, he didn't even look at another girls direction! so what could have made you jealous?
"..."
the way you were just staring at him in silence is making him uneasy. it's almost like you were making him admit to something he didn't even do
touya racks his brain for any close encounter he had with any female today during class. maybe he accidentally brushed hands with a classmate earlier today, maybe he bumped shoulders with a third year student back at lunch rush, maybe he made eye contact with another girl for a split second on accident when he was scanning the hallways for you
his mind ends up dating back at lunch where you two were having lunch with your two other friends being keigo and rumi
wait a second.. could it be rumi?
"is it rumi? but i thought you two were best friends so you were cool with us messing around with chicken little back there at the cafeteria? if it is rumi then i'll try not to interact with her that much if it makes you jealous, i'm sorry, doll. forgive me" touya rambles, suddenly getting on his knees and bowing down to (almost) kiss your feet
your eyebrows shot up at the mention of your best friend
"what are you rambling about? of course not! i'm not jealous over her, dummy" you finally break your silence. "i'm talking about your eyelashes"
touya's eyes widened once again. he slowly rises from your feet to shoot you a dirty look. did you really just make him kneel and kiss your feet over the thought of you being jealous over someone else when you were just jealous of his eyelashes all along?
"run that by me one more time?" touya puts his hands on his hips
you let out a fit of giggles watching his now irritated face.
"i'm jealous of your long eyelashes, touya" you grin, standing up to reach his face, cupping his cheeks as you run your thumb against his eyes
touya's eyes flutters shut, letting you touch his face this up close and personal. he won't admit it out loud but it tickles when your thumbs run through his long lower lashes
but the way his face scrunches says otherwise
"it tickles, doesn't it?" you giggle
"no? who said that?" touya denies, turning his head away to hide the impending blush that's rapidly spreading across his cheek
you can feel the cuteness aggression rushing in. you turn his head to force him to look at you. you squeeze his cheeks as you lean in until..
"if you're gonna suck faces could you guys at least do it in the privacy of your dorm rooms? ever heard of that?" keigo casually walks in with rumi on tow
"yuck" rumi gags, skipping past the two of you to get a carrot from the fridge
"i suggest you two get the fuck out of here unless you want roasted chicken and rabbit for dinner" touya growls, (softly) prying your hands off his face as he glares at his two best friends who were now running away while laughing
"so, doll.. where were we?" touya smiles softly, acting like he didn't just threaten his friends just a second ago
#if i call dabi touya its gonna be an alternate universe where he didnt go insane. ok? and ill call touya dabi if its the current timeline#so i can write for both of them at the same time lol#touya imagines#touya x reader#touya scenarios#dabi imagines#dabi x reader#dabi scenarios#mha imagines#mha scenarios#mha x reader#bnha imagines#bnha x reader#bnha scenarios#my hero academia imagines#my hero academia x reader#my hero academia scenarios#boku no hero academia imagines#boku no hero academia x reader#boku no hero academia scenarios#touya todoroki imagines#touya todoroki x reader#touya todoroki scenarios
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Welcome to the Team, Bro
TW: Misogyny, Homophobia
Your twenty-first birthday had been going absolutely perfect. Of course, you’d surrounded yourself with all your closest friends, all girls, obvi. Drunk off cheap grocery store champagne being sipped out of red solo cups, you all continued laughing and enjoying your annual birthday roast, regardless of how uncomfortable everyone was stuffed onto your small college apartment couch. It was all in the name of light-hearted fun—typical jokes about how you wear the tightest of clothes, how you seem to have retained more Sex and the City quotes than anyone else alive, and of course, your nonexistent love life with guys. The usual, nothing that cut too deep. You laughed along, leaning back in your chair, feeling comfortable and safe being with your gal pals.
But then the door swung open, and Levi, Jessica’s ultra jock boyfriend, walks in. The room goes completely silent for just a second, the atmosphere shifting rapidly. Levi, an absolute douchebro, is the kind of frat guy who dominated a space just by existing. Tall, muscular, and that same cocky grin permanently plastered on his face. He saunters into your living room like it was his own frat house.
"Hey, birthday boy!" Jessica teases, giving you a nudge. "Levi asked me if he could take a turn roasting you. He says it’s good practice for his stand-up career. Can you please let him go up? I promise he won’t say anything too horrible."
You blink. ‘What on earth could Levi even say? He doesn’t even know me?!’ you think to yourself. The other girls exchanged worried glances. The guy’s not exactly known for being subtle or sensitive, but before you can protest, Levi stepped towards the middle of the room, cracking his knuckles as he sized you up.
"So this is our little birthday bitch, huh?" His voice booms, loud and commanding. He stands in front of you, creepily grinning as he looks you up and down your skinny, twinkish frame. "Man, look at you. You’re such a fucking stick. Bet you couldn’t lift up a five pound weight, even if your life depended on it. What, a gust of wind gonna blow you over, fag?"
The girls laugh sporadically, forcing a chuckle just to try and relieve the tension. But as the words leave Levi’s mouth, a hot, uncomfortable sensation ripples through your body, and out of nowhere, you feel a tightness push itself against your pale skin. You glance down and your eyes widen—your biceps are swelling, your pecs thickening themselves into two smooth mounds of man meat. Muscles you’ve never even fathomed having in your life start to form, bulging out of your once-slender frame. Your shirt strains at the seams as your chest broadens to it’s sides, your chest pushing forward until they’re massive, rock-hard slabs, rivaling the tits of your girlfriends.
"Whoa, dude... what the hell are you saying, man?" you mutter, your voice suddenly much, much deeper, almost as deep as Levi’s.
The girls gasp, their eyes widening in shock, but Levi just keeps going, pretending to be unaware of what’s happening to the poor boy.
"But you know what?" Levi grins, his tone dripping with smugness. "I bet you’re the kinda guy who’s so obsessed with looking good that you wouldn’t even know what it means to get truly dirty, huh? Probably shower three times a day, all prim and proper. Nah, man. A real dude doesn’t give a shit about smelling fresh. Real men smell like bulls.”
As soon as he says it, a wave of heat rolls through you again. This time, it’s not just gonna stay inside yourself, no. It’s... in your gut. A thick, rumbling pressure builds up more and more inside you, and before you can stop it, a loud, wet burp escapes your mouth.
BRRRRRRRP!!
The girls squeal in disgust, but it doesn’t stop there. A loud, long fart rips through the air, and the smell is rank—sweaty, cheese, and 100% pure man odor.
PFFFFFFFFFFTTTTT!
Your armpits start to sweat profusely, staining your rapidly shrinking tank top shirt, and the once-fresh Polo cologne you had on is completely overpowered by the raw, animal scent of your dick stink. You can feel your skin getting greasy, and when you scratch your balls—without even thinking about it—they itch more, like you haven’t showered in days and you can’t help but touch it more and more.
"Ugh, gross!" one of the girls groans, wrinkling her nose. But as she pulls away, her eyes, they…change. Like she can’t stop glancing at your new Adonis body, completely disregarding, maybe even enjoying the smell. And she’s not the only one. All your former “gal pals” are starting to shake and whisper amongst themselves, their giggles turning into flirtatious murmurs, their shirts opening up as if he thermostat had been turned up to a hundred.
Levi leans in closer, his grin growing wider. "But hey, it’s not just about the looks, right? I bet this little fucker still can’t get laid to save his life. Probably jerks off to Tumblr stories every night instead of actually getting some pussy. Pfft. Bet he couldn’t handle a real girl if he tried."
Something snaps in your formerly gold star brain. You’ve always been gay, but now, that feels... weird. Incorrect. Immoral. Suddenly, the thought of even just hugging another guy seems wrong, as if you were worried you could catch gayness. Your eyes flicker over to Jessica and the others, and a new heat ignites inside your groin. Your mouth waters at the sight of your friend’s curves, their massive cleavage, their clean shaven legs. You want to be inside them. You need to be.
Memories shift. Nights spent dreaming about guys and writing fanfictions about male celebrities blur and twist into hazy recollections of fucking girls—lots of girls. So many, you couldn’t even remember one of their names. You can taste their pussies, hear their moans. Your cock twitches in your pants, straining against the fabric of your newly materialized gym shorts as you stare at the girls who used to be just your friends. Now, they’re more than that. They’re... opportunities. Sluts, ready for the taking.
"Fuck you asshole, I get laid all the fuckin’ time," you hear yourself shout, your voice deeper, more arrogant, your words rolling out in laughter like they’ve always been true. The girls giggle, blushing and shooting you lingering glances, clearly wanting your dick in their mouths. All of them. And in the pit of your stomach, you know they’ll all be yours by the end of the night.
Levi laughs, clapping you on the back. "Now that’s more like it, stud!" He steps back, crossing his arms, admiring his work "But let’s be real, this guy just thinks far too much, huh? He’s always overanalyzing shit, worrying about dumb stuff. A real bro doesn’t waste his time thinking. Just acts. Bet this guy’s head is still full of that nerdy fag crap."
You feel a sharp, dull shot of pain go through your head like a bullet, as if half of it is being yanked out. Your vision swims around the transforming frat room of breasts, and suddenly, it’s hard to think—like there’s a deep fog settling over your brain, clouding everything, mushing it into a few simple desires. The things you once knew—your studies, your hobbies, your passions—fade away, replaced by simpler, more immediate thoughts. Working out. Fucking. Drinking beer. All the things that matter to a real man.
The last thing to go is the memory of who you used to be. That skinny, smart, gay kid? Gone. Replaced by the image of you as a dumb, horny jock, the kind of guy who lives for the gym and pussy. The kind of guy who doesn’t need to think—because he already knows he’s the shit.
You blink, grinning stupidly at Levi, feeling the last vestiges of your old self disappear. "Yo, bro, I ain’t no faggot. Hey, where the fuck’s the beer at? We gotta get shwasted, man."
The girls are all over you now, practically throwing themselves at you. And why wouldn’t they? You’re hot as fuck, and you need to dump your cum in their needy holes. You’re gonna make these formally open-minded liberal intellectuals into perfect American mothers.
"That’s my boy," Levi laughs, handing you a beer. "Welcome to the team, bro."
#bro tf#douchebag tf#dumber#dumbification#broification#muscle tf#lib to con#before and after#gay to straight#straight tf
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