#rollin' with the homies

[theactioneer]

She-Wolves of the Wasteland (Robert Hayes, 1988)

[sink-me-in-your-ocean]

Just so we’re absolutely crystal clear:

Fuck this guy in particular.

[theworthynerodivergent]

So yesterday was the best day! My boyfriend drove me to Chicago so I could go to Durand Bernarr’s rollin’ with the homies skate experience!

I did something I usually never do which is go alone and I skated (they had rollerblades there as well as quads!) talked and laughed with some people (instead of sitting alone in a corner somewhere) and I met, and took pictures with Durand Bernarr himself!

I was so nervous! Instead of saying what I wanted which was I appreciate him and his authenticity and how he makes me feel seen, I ended up saying sorry I almost bumped into you a couple of times in the rink! 😅

His response was “Aw don’t worry about that! You know me I was making my way downtown skating fast faces past and I’m homebound!” Which made me bust out laughing and gave me the courage to ask if he could sign my fan and he did!

After, I and some other fans gushed about meeting him and talked about what he said or did when we met him. Everyone had a positive experience and stated they would come again if he did this in the future and so would I!

So I had a 10/10 experience and I am so glad I didn’t talk myself out of going because I didn’t have no one to go with me! Now here are some pics from the event!

[fighting-these-demons]

21話の予告に出てきたタイヤこむぎ

[godnectar]

British yan: Blimey, I've got to admit, I proper miss having you around, mate. It's like a right dull day without your banter and all that. Reckon you should come back soon, yeah?

Farmer yan: Well, doggone it, I gotta spill the beans – I'm really hankerin' for your company, partner. It's like a tumbleweed rollin' through a ghost town without ya. Reckon you best mosey on back, y'hear?

(2000) jock yan: Hey, homie, gotta spill it – I'm majorly missing your vibe. It's like, the day's straight-up whack without your banter and all that. You best roll back soon, cool?

(1980) jock yan: Yo, my dude! I gotta lay it out — I'm totally buggin' without you around. It's like a mondo dull day without your rad talk and all. Think you can cruise back soon? Tubular!

Old English speaking Yan: Hark, dear companion! Verily, I must confesseth, mine heart longeth for thy presence. 'Tis as if the day becometh somber without thy merry discourse. Pray, return anon, and bringeth cheer to these halls.

Shy yan: Uh, um, you know, I, uh, I kinda, uh, gotta admit—st-st-stuttering here—that, uh, I really miss, um, having you around, yeah. It's like, you know, a r-r-really boring day without you and all that. R-reckon you should, um, come back s-s-soon, yeah?

this is the best way to tell me "imy come back" after I've went off for some hours 🥹🥹👌👌

[90s-kid-sad-adult]

rollin' with the homies

[fattlestacks]

Can you draw Gavin stuffed with Poké Puffs after trying them?

Rollin' with the homies...

Patreon.com/Jaymz

[b-b-brekker]

One of the things that fascinates me about the end of the Crooked Kingdom is how it almost seems to reverse the roles between Kaz and Inej.

Inej already thinks their relationship is over before it could even truly begin, she's the one withdrawing now...but Kaz meets her bare-handed and vulnerable. For the first time, he does things that are entirely and truly selfless, without any ulterior motive. He buys her a ship. He brings her her parents. He makes her laugh. And despite his incessant paranoia—his need to manipulate/control/ensure that things go the way he wants—he buys a berth out of pure, blind optimism for if she might return, not when.

And Inej is the one on a mission for revenge. I know people tend to ascribe very pure motivations to this quest—and its true that Inej will save many over the course of her sailing career—but it's funny to me how Inej herself doesn't talk about it in terms of saving people or freeing slaves. In fact, she doesn't mention that aspect of it really at all. She says to Kaz, "I'm going to hunt slavers." (SOC 432).

And in the incinerator, she first conceives her dream she talks about violence. About destroying the system that hurt her:

"She wanted a storm—thunder, wind, a deluge. She wanted it to crash through Ketterdam's pleasure houses, lifting roofs and tearing doors off their hinges. She wanted it to raise the seas, take hold of every slaving ship, shatter their masts, and smash their hulls against unforgiving shores. [...] She would hunt slavers and buyers. They would learn to fear her, and they would know her by name" (SOC 311).

Even when she discusses her dream to Kaz here at the end, she reiterates that her goal is to tear it all down.

"It's not just the slavers. It's the procurers, the customer's, the Barrel bosses, the politicians. It's everyone who turns a blind eye to suffering when there is money to be made." [...] "That could be half the people in Ketterdam—and you want to fight them all." "Why not?" Inej says, "On the seas and in the city. One by one." "Brick by brick" he [Kaz] said (CK 526).

Inej is the one dismantling now, brick by brick. In the barrel, she had to kill people to survive. Now, she's going to be killing for retribution.

Not to say that ending slavery is not a noble pursuit—it 100%, absolutely is. Fuck slavery, all my homies hate slavery. I just think it's fascinating how bloody and violent Inej's chosen path is. And how she doesn't talk about the more noble aspects of her goal—saving people—even once in the duology.

Just...Kaz's story ends with him reuniting a family. Inej's story ends with her threatening to kill Rollin's innocent child. It's not what I would have expected from them.

P.S. I've only read the duology, though I have heard that there are mentions of the crows in some of the other books. I don't know if there's any more information on Inej's time at sea or how Kaz fares in Ketterdam without her? But I don't mind spoilers, they might even motivate me to pick up the other books lol, so feel free to bring up whatever if you feel like commenting :)

[thisapplepielife]

Written for the @corrodedcoffinfest Seven Deadly Sins pop-up event.

I Know We're One (Just Me & You)

Prompt: Lust | Word Count: 666 | Rating: M | CW: Recreational Club Drug Use | POV: Gareth | Relationship(s): Gareth & Eddie | Tags: Lust as a Desire To Gratify the Senses, Unrestrained (Non-Sexual) Gratification, Gareth & Eddie Experience the Hug Drug Together, Or as Coolio Said: Rollin' With My Homies

The party is still raging just outside the closed door, but here in this bubble, in this moment, time is standing still. Eddie's hands are all over him, and every touch feels electric. They aren't fucking, just touching each other. But it feels unreal. Out of body, otherworldly, and Gareth craves every point of contact.

It's the only thing that's keeping him from floating away, spinning off into space, and every graze of Eddie's fingers leaves comets and stars dancing across his skin. He can see the colors of Eddie, of all existence, pulsing with the drum beat of the universe.

Gareth feels in tune with Eddie, with everything, and he just lets it all in. Lets it all wash over him as he's rolling. Pressed against Eddie, both nearly naked, but neither of them are hard. They just can't seem to stop touching each other. 

He's never felt like this. Not with any other drug they've ever tried together. This is brand fucking new. He wants to climb into Eddie's skin, and hug him from the inside out. 

He wants to meld into Eddie. Become one, together. Eddeth, maybe. Double trouble.

Gareth loves Eddie more than he's ever loved anyone, or anything. It's a pure love, the purest, rushing alongside the universe in his veins. Hugging each other close, Eddie rubbing his stubbly cheek up and down Gareth's arm, pressed close, chest-to-chest. 

Feeling the music rolling through their connection. Up Gareth's spine, straight through Eddie's heart and then lodging in Gareth's brain.

He's drowning in lust.

Lust for life, lust for the music making the room swirly. Lust for the world. Lust for drugs.

Love for Eddie.

"Talk to me," Gareth says, greedy for every thought Eddie's ever had about anything, everything. Lucky for him, Eddie loves to talk.

And Gareth listens.

When they wake up, having come down, the morning sun illuminating the room, Gareth looks at himself, at Eddie.

He feels hungover.

"Fucking ecstasy," Eddie says, not opening his eyes, but there is a smile on his face.

"Fucking ecstasy," Gareth agrees, laughing with him, as he lays his head back on the pillow. Now sober, definitely no longer feeling the urge to rub his mostly-naked body all over Eddie's. 

He can't move. His energy, all gone.

But he feels good otherwise.

"You good?" he asks, and Eddie nods beside him, he can feel it.

"Yeah, I'm good," Eddie confirms. 

Gareth's about to open his mouth again, when the door swings open.

"Oh, good, you're done rubbing all over each other like mangy cats," Goodie says dryly, and they both laugh.

So much for nobody knowing.

"Don't know what you're talking about," Eddie lies, which is less believable since he's still as fucking naked as the day he was born.

"Yeah, okay. Act like I wasn't the one that shoved your hug drug addled asses in here so you'd stop doing this," he says, waving his arms around, "in public."

Gareth doesn't remember that happening at all.

Jeff appears in the doorway, "Did they fuck?"

Eddie laughs.

"We didn't fucking fuck," Gareth snaps.

"It looks like you fucking fucked," Goodie goads, and Gareth opens his mouth, but Eddie clamps his hand over it, quieting him.

He mumbles into Eddie's palm, but everybody's ignoring him.

"See? You owe me twenty bucks," Jeff tells Goodie, holding out his hand. "I told you they weren't gonna fuck, just be weird and handsier with each other on a whole 'nother level from their normal weird shit."

Jeff's not wrong. Gareth doesn't even think he was horny last night, let alone hard. He just wanted to touch, and be touched. He wanted to feel everything. And feel it all with Eddie, apparently.

And he's not gonna apologize or be embarrassed by the fact that he felt that connected to his best friend. Sure, it was a little drug-enhanced, but it still felt important and real. Satisfactory in a way that no sex could ever compete with, no way.

If you want to write your own, or see more entries for this challenge, pop on over to @corrodedcoffinfest and follow along with the fun! 🦇

Notes: Title is from What Is Love by Haddaway.

[sushiikinsss]

hi friends, it’s your favourite person who is a total letdown time and time again.

i am in my thoughts again and thought to pop in because i was feeling productive for once in my life a few weeks ago when i decided to clean my world up (on and offline) but my life decided to throw the ultimate curveball at me..

i don’t specifically know how to tell everyone directly so im just going to tell you all here because the people who follow me are people i love and appreciate more than most people on this universe so.. here it goes..

sushiikinsss is pregnant!

to be honest, i didn’t even know / realise i was even pregnant until i did a pee test at a clinic last week and an abrupt hospital visit ended up telling me that i am actually ten weeks already, like holy fucking shit. this getting used to has been more rushed than i would have liked but nevertheless, this baby will be loved and welcomed into the arms of myself, the husband and also the family..

to answer your question, no we weren’t actively trying for a baby but we weren’t not trying either as my contraceptive expired in october and we were just going with the flow (rollin’ with the homies)..

so, that’s my life as of right now.. im absolutely sorry that my story won’t be coming out anytime soon, i still will be working behind the scenes on stuff while this baby grows.. and i will continue updating yall on everything.

i love you, thank you for just being here.

xo’s sushiikinsss and “lil sush” - courtesy of my friendo pascal ♡

[folklore-barnes]

jason dean from heathers

~ a playlist ~

set fire to the rain - adele

vampire - olivia rodrigo

psycho killer - talking heads

zombie - miley cyrus (original version also applies of course)

spin me round - dead or alive

i was a teenage werewolf - the cramps

i just died - cutting crews

let it rock - bon jovi

somebody's watching me - rockwell

the sharpest lives - my chemical romance

speechless - lady gaga

i know the end - phoebe bridgers

breakin dishes - rihanna

you give love a bad name - bon jovi

detroit rock city - kiss

gimme what i want - miley cyrus

goo goo muck - the cramps

running up that hill - kate bush

madhouse - nessa barrett

mad hatter - melanie martinez

nightmare - halsey

rollin with my homies - coolio

the hills - the weeknd

smells like teen spirit - nirvana

jimmy - tones and i

chosen - maneskin

the last man on earth - wolf alice

the smallest man who ever lived - taylor swift

bad habits - ed sheeran

i love you i'm sorry - gracie abrams

ultraviolence - lana del rey

heaven's on fire - kiss

i can fix him - taylor swift

teenagers - my chemical romance

pumped up kicks - foster the people

victorious - panic! at the disco

smile - wolf alice

[reusedtvseriescostumes]

This Scotch & Soda Plaid Faux Shearling Lined Wool Blend Trucker Jacket is worn on Morgan Krantz as Felix Bell In The Dark: Rollin With the Homies (2019) and later worn on Cole Sprouse as Jughead Jones in Chapter Seventy-Five: Lynchian (2020)

[ash-eats-film]

I feel like the stereotype a lot of people like to lump trans men into is we all wanna look like Elliot Page or some form of guy like that.

Naw bro not me, 1000000% my goal is mid 80s Henry Rollins, homie is perfect. Like a little muscle, but not overkill, he’s healthy, he’s slaying and he’s screaming, and damn that HAIR.

Fellow trans individuals, what is your ideal goal look in your transition?

[frakyeahkarathrace]

Rollin’ with the homies

[azuremallone]

In the mystical far away magical land of East LA...

I didn't do this for popularity, but to highlight how fucking retarded this word is. Unfortunately, I'm pretty sure a bunch of Woke fuckers are going to jump on this. I'm just sayin', the word brings to mind that fucking "Winx" cartoon and somehow it head-canon evolved into a Winx spinoff about chola-fae and their hard bangin' street thug life.

Episodes featuring Josepha getting slammed in the back of a Corolla that gets shot up by a rival gang in a drive by. Later some vatos tatoo their names on her wings and their gang name on her chest... Then she's out bangin' hard core, dealin', stealin', ho'in' for her papi's expanding criminal empire, rollin' with her crew of bitches and homies. Following all that up with her finding out she's knocked up and her mom beats the shit out of her, tossing her out of the house only to be killed at that moment when the place gets shot up by another gang at the end of the series.

[dogboy-danielcain]

also was no one gonna tell me that "rollin with the homies" guy from clueless is also the main dude from may (2002)???????