#someone asked me to tag this

[rxvera]

you're a slutty kike and you know it, you and your lizard face snake tribe are fucking responsible for hundreds of deaths, hamas is right and should take you all out, you are all murders and molesters, you deserve to burn and die, I hope everything that happens to you makes you suffer, it's your fault for continueing to be a dirty jew and hurting palestinians, freak

STOP. JUST FUCKING STOP. I BLOCKED YOU. WHY DO YOU KEEP FINDING WAYS TO MESSAGE ME??

Why are you so set on harassing me? I have nothing to do with this. I don't live in Israel. I'm a teenager. I was born long after this conflict began.

Why am I so evil for existing? I didn't choose to be Jewish, and I couldn't stop being Jewish even if I wanted to. It's an ethnoreligion. I told you that already.

I'm not hurting anyone. I'm not. I'm not involved in it at all. I have nothing to do with this. I have no power in it.

I'm being harassed online and in real life, and several of my friends have turned on me simply because I'm Jewish without any other basis. I'm scared. It's not a fun time. Please, stop, just leave me alone.

[doccywhomst]

[beebfreeb]

[littlelightfish]

This... this is a whole different kind of psychic damage here. When nightmares got Marcille, we get to knew that her's biggest fear is outliving her friends. This isn't even canon probably, but look at this. This isn't a "I don't want my friends to die" kind of dream. This is a "I'm terrified of loosing my daughters, of something killing them, and being incapable of stopping it" kind of dream. It's so simple yet it explains perfectly the whole of chilchucks character. He loves, he cares, deeply. But he, or doesn't acknowledges, or doesn't know what to do with that knowledge.

Besides that. Someone had to wake him up after this. Imagine the devastation in this man after he wakes up. He just saw his three little babys murdered corpses (or maybe he saw them die, wich isn't better). He would possibly not talk about it, and that would worry the hell out of the party, because we'll, they see him all down and only one of them knows what he saw. Imagine being the one to pull him from that nightmare. Seeing this man, usually so composed, fuking staring with tears and terror in his eyes to the composes of what you can only assume are his daughters. It would be heartwrenching.

Idk, I love this man so much...

[christadeguchi]

if nothing else can save america this zero-year-old fairy baby otter with no gender can. chiitan's platform is love. and chaos.

[opikiquu]

iknow my comics are ugly please just hear me out

[chiptrillino-art]

(ID in ALT text)

just some kuruk tests

[lucabyte]

On autonomy, and what it means to be Obliged to Help.

Bonus:

[seawaveleo]

i'm he's -> <- he'm i's

[slavhew]

look at this idiot not aware that his body is warm and his touch comforting everyone point and laugh

[glossysoap]

… coming online for a min to think about ghoap double penetration. yes, finally a lil extension from that post - but i still have a full size smut (that is darker) in my wips that’s based on that prompt too. this is just a lil piece to tide you over <3

18+, afab, double pen

doesn’t matter which one takes your ass and which one takes your cunt, they both get a turn of either hole no matter what.

for the sake of rambling, i think ghost is an ass man. i mean he’s an everything man but especially an ass man. he’s settled behind you while you’re getting stuffed with his thick girth, ass getting stretched to perfection while his big arms are holding your legs up and keeping you spread wide for soap. his canines skim under your earlobe as he gives pleased hums into your skin, bordering on growling.

soap has the pleasure of stretching your cunt, sandwiching you between their hulking bodies. he wears a wolfish grin as he watches his thick cock push through your wet folds. he fucking loves the sight in front of him, could sit here between your thighs all fuckin day - especially with his lieutenants cock nestled in your ass. the sight of your swollen pussy lips spreading apart while his cock slides right in. simon’s red, veiny cock sitting right under johnny’s as the sergeant finally bottoms out.

“biiiiig stretch.” simon croons in your ear almost cruelly as both men are buried to the hilt.

©️ glossysoap 2024. please do not steal, copy, plagiarize, translate, or repost any of my works without my permission. do not steal any elements of my theme without permission.

[thelostmoongazer]

yeah he's baby girl or whatever

[crunchchute]

gec

[saragrosie]

As promised, incredibly stupid s4-5 drawings

[escespace]

Merlin and Arthur but someone help me I can't get it out of my head:

A threat, Merlin is going to face it, Investigate, fight, yadyadayada... The only solution is to make a deal that, in exchange for keeping Camelot safe for another day, Merlin must give up all the memories of his most precious person.

Obviously after running out of memories of ☆Arthur☆ He doesn't understand the importance of returning to Camelot, why is he still there if Gaius has taught him almost everything he can, Even kilgharrah isn't there anymore. For some reason, moreover, he feels that he often causes the poor physician more problems that should be... And all this without mentioning that before he wanted to see the world, he wanted to explore, to know and who knows? He might even make a name for himself... At least that's what he dreamed of as a child.

Again, why is he still in Camelot?

THEN HE GOES. JUST LIKE THAT

The next day Arthur can't find Merlin anywhere and we all know how he gets. He searches for him, he stresses, he screams... But it is not until night comes and he speaks with Gaius that the old man breaks his facade and Arthur notices the concern, that something is not right. He presses and presses until Gaius finally admits that he hasn't seen Merlin since the previous evening, that Merlin didn't sleep there and that he didn't even know where Merlin had gone.

It is canon that Arthur would immediately lose the marbles. As prince regent he order a wanted party. Nothing can stop him because *the power of the script*

Weeks go by with no sign of Merlin. Search efforts are dwindling as there are other priorities These priorities include certain strange occurrences in border villages.Some of these strange occurrences include a group of knights who were defeated by an entity they failed to see or recognize when they went to pick up an accused sorcerer. In addition, in the town next to that one, an entire family suspected of magic disappeared.

The council agrees that action must be taken or the people will begin to see those signs of weakness when it comes to responding to the law, with a sick king and having faced a mini conquest (I don't remember the chronological order of certain events, apologies); They must make it clear that Camelot is still the same as always...

Then, by the power of the script, the prince argues until he is the one who is designated to command the patrol of knights who will go to the villages in question (for honor, to make the people see him as a prince who executes his own orders or whatever)

Between surveys in the villages, some talks with peasants, follow clues... GUESS WHO THEY FIND?

Merlin has been wandering here and there, posing as a herb seller (because that must be good for something), Coincidentally, he has not left that specific town where the suspicious events occurred (he is that stupidly confident)...

He seems to vaguely recognize the knights. One of them he met in a tavern, another fighting a griffin, another is the brother of someone he met who-knows-where; and the other... He can't remember where he knows him from. That makes him feel strangely dizzy, there is a pressure in his head and there are pits that he does not want to question himself.In all this, Arthur does not stop shouting a thousand and one things at him. How stupid he is, how careless he is, how much work he has put in the backlog while touring every tavern in Albion...

Then Merlin says the three words that put Arthur's world Heel over head:

«who are You?»

[mochinomnoms]

The second morning Yuu wakes up after becoming Floyd's mate, they yawn, as usual. Floyd interprets that as "I'm horny," as morays do, and, when Yuu tries to go about their daily routine, Floyd does NOT allow it. In his eyes, that would be letting his mate spend all day pent-up and needing to cum, which would be what a bad mate would do. Floyd won't let himself be a bad mate.

One problem: he doesn't have the energy to bang right off the bat, nor the time to let himself gain that energy before fulfilling his mate.

One solution: eating Yuu out first thing in the morning. And then they're panting with their mouth wide open, so back in he dives! Again, and again, until Yuu is too tired to open their mouth that far. Then, of course, like a good mate, he makes them breakfast, feeds them in bed, and carries them to the bathroom to brush their hair and such. Rinse and repeat for a few days.

One morning, Floyd wakes first (as usual) and smells something unusual. His mate wakes up slowly, from the pain, and doesn't yawn. That's odd. Normally, he'd eat them out a few times to satiate them before facing the day.

So, he does the moray thing and sniffs Yuu, because something smells...off. A little like... blood? So, he starts at the neck and moves down to the collarbone, then the chest, then the tummy, then the crotch, where he stuffs his nose RIGHT against his mate's hole- underwear in the way- and freaks the hell out, because his precious Kokoroebi-chan is bleeding. From there, still panicking, he wraps them in the blanket like a burrito and it's away to the nurse!

Screw the door to the infirmary, it's in his way, and now the nurse has to explain periods to a moray on the brink of tears- nope, wait, he's crying. What do you mean, "every month?!" What do you mean, you, "can't just end them?!" What do you mean, "they're natural?!" He doesn't care! His mate's in pain! They're hurting! Do something, bitch! Wha- detention?! Shut the fuck up and help them!

Meanwhile, Yuu is just now realizing that of course Floyd doesn't know what that is, he's a fish.

After that chaos, Floyd tends near obsessively to his mate, doing everything they ask and everything they don't but need anyway, like food. Yuu decides morays are way better than moray for the simple reason of no human male would be this doting and helpful.

-nightshade anon

GOD YOUR BRAIN IS SO BIG IT HAS SO MANY FOLDS I have so many thoughts about this that i simply do not have the time to put INTO WORDS AAAAAAA

*slams fit into table* the urge, THE URRRRGE to write a fic this!!!!