#the mute button is for everyone

[dramaticvhs]

it's SO easy to just mind your own business on this app and people still can't do it 😭

[gofishygo]

dare i say price/reader and ghost/reader

[troubldteenz]

DAN VS AND THE STANLEY PARABLE?????? OMG CAN WE BE FRIENDS

why not :3

[crezz-star]

DAILY REMINDER

There's no wrong way of pairing characters! There is no WRONG pairings.

If you think there is and you're making reasons to justify it, the problem is ON YOU for not being able to understand the FACT that by the end of the day, all of us are just making paper dolls kiss. That they're not real, and invalidating other pairings by making up reasons about morality and stuff, just makes it obvious you're bitter and honestly it's embarrassing for you.

Don't like the pairing? Don't talk about it. Block it. Block the people who make content of it. Don't look at it. AVOID IT. Cater to your own environment.

✨Be respectful of what others likes✨

✨RESPECTING OTHERS' LIKES AND INTEREST IS FREE. NOT BEING AN A-HOLE IS FREE✨

But what they like makes me angry- Block them and avoid the pairing. But their pairing is weird and gross- Block them and avoid the pairing. But the pairing makes me so uncomfortable- Block them and avoid the pairing. But-- BLOCK THEM AND AVOID THE PAIRING.

[crowshoots]

i really wish people nowadays knew how to use the block button & the blacklist feature instead of starting an entire smear campaign

[angelcatsiel]

OT assessed me again and I am able to walk short distances now with crutches so I am going home today!!!

Also I had the most bizarre experience ever last night, I was lying there trying to get to sleep and wishing I could shut off my internal monologue somehow because it basically never shuts up. All of a sudden I saw like this image of a mute symbol pop up vividly in my mind, and suddenly my brain was silent. Not only that, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't think in words. It was like mentally trying to scream with no sound coming out. It's hard to describe and it was so strange and honestly kind of scary, but only lasted about 20 seconds or so, then the voice in my head suddenly went 'what the FUCK is happening' and I snapped out of it and I could think again. Really fucking weird and probably the longest my brain has been silent ever

[ardentpoop]

my blog should have gone down after all . I’m not built to experience irritation of this magnitude so frequently

[sweatandwoe]

some of you need to learn how to be haters in private. it's okay to privately say "hey I hate this [widely accepted headcanon] can I vent/know how you feel about it because that may help me understand" to a buddy/friend group. shitting under someone's post is like shitting in someone's yard, you can't blame it on the dog when you've got the whole neighborhood watching you do it

[sparklev0id]

i love medication i love being able to shut all these other cunts in my brain up when i need to . my best friends lamictal and adderall

[tangirlisfangirl]

my,,,,,my notifs,,,,,,,,

[neriyon]

Gotta ask for 15 and 20 for the pre-dawntrail wol questions! 😌

Pre-Dawntrail WoL questions

15. What would your wol be if they weren't the wol? What would they do as a job or career? Would they be happier?

Hawu'li would be some sort of travelling healer! Slowly going around from village to village, focusing on helping places that might not have their own resident healer. So technically not that different from now haha - just with a lot less god-killing and world saving, and more focus on individual cases.

As for how happy he would be: he'd defenitely like that and could not think of a better career, but he'd never meet even half of the people he meets now and I feel like that'd be a huge loss for him. Not to mention his separation anxiety would probably always stay around the ARR/HW levels (bad), since he might not have companions he'd slowly grow to trust to be there even when he can't see them at that exact moment.

20. What is your wol's best quality? What's the thing that they do that really gets stuff done of makes people like them? Hard mode: their own perception vs. a friend or partner's perception.

Hmm, I was first gonna say kindness, but maybe his very social nature? He's not afraid to start conversations and seems to naturally get along with people he meets. Like every time Scions arrive to a new location and start the "time to do some chores to get friends", chances are Hawu'li's already chatting up some random passerby. Leave him at it for a hour or so and he'll most likely return with 5 new friends ready to answer questions.

[phoenix-eclipses]

We’re SUPPOSED to get another ice storm tomorrow at 12 and while it definitely sucks all I am saying is that if it starts at 12 and dies down around 7 I would not be complaining at all

[vicagentstan]

hey people here's the ultimate boop guide!! (in case ur confused)

to boop people, just go to either the home/explore page and scroll until you find someone with a boop button next to their name like this ↓

just click that and u booped someone!!

(some people opted out so not everyone has that option)

(also, it doesn't matter if the person is following you, your moot, etc,, u can just boop a random stranger!)

you can also boop yourself by going to your own blog and click the boop button on top of a post that you made/reblogged !

(also gives you this pop-up lol)

you can also view someone's blog and then boop them with this button !

last but not least we have the super boop !!

find any boop button, hover over it for a few seconds, then it should do a spinning animation; then click it and if it gives u this pop-up that means it worked :3

update: ok i dont think super booping works on mobile :(

WAIT GUYS YOU CAN EVIL BOOP SOMEONE

hover over the boop button and wait for it to do the spinning animation at least 3 times, then click it and it should give u this pop-up

im gonna try super booping everyone who interacts with this lol

ok im also gonna attempt to super boop your other accounts too

I CANT KEEP UP HELPP 😭 (also its almost midnight for me now..)

woke up with 7k notes and its still going 😭 not attempting to boop every single person anymore lol.. 💔

muting notifs on this post since its over

[ruby-gold]

They might be kissing RIGHT NOW!

Whether you’re tiptoeing through spoiler minefields or mainlining leaks like a chaos gremlin only to spiral into a 3AM theory vortex��� (what? Who said that’s me? Outrageous!) (it’s me, though…):

Protect your peace!

- Tag those spoilers like everyone’s sanity depends on it (it does).

- Mute tags/users like they’re your ex’s Insta.

- Block the trolls aggressively—smash that button like there’s no tomorrow. Remember, not your circus, not your monkeys.

- And most importantly: Be kind to yourself and to others

And always remember: They might be filming their reunion kiss RIGHT NOW! 🤡

[loafysainz]

Hey I loved your stories with Lando and the twins being clingy:)

Do you think you could write something where Lando is streaming or getting filmed( like the 24 hour video with angry ginge) and the twins can’t leave him alone. Like they want to help with the workout and sit on his lap the whole time.

:)

NEW STREAMER | LN 4

lando norris!dad x fem!reader!mom

warn: fluffffffffff

anw theyre not twins Noah is (5) & Leo (3), Thank you so much for the req! I hope you like it!!! 🤍

Lando was mid-game, headset on, fingers quick on the controller as he and Max Fewtrell played yet another round of whatever game they were obsessed with that week. His stream chat was buzzing, the viewers thoroughly entertained by the usual banter between the two.

“Bro, you literally threw—” Max was saying, but before he could finish, the door behind Lando suddenly burst open with dramatic force.

BANG.

In came a blur of curly-haired chaos: Noah (5) and Leo (3), charging straight at him like tiny human missiles. Their tiny footsteps pattered against the floor, and before Lando could even turn around, two little missiles launched themselves at him.

“DADDYYYYY!”

Lando barely had time to react before they tackled him. “Oi, oi, what’s this? what are you two doing? It’s way past your bedtime.” he laughed, quickly muting his mic as the two little ones climbed onto his lap like they owned the place.

Noah pouted. “Not sleepy.”

Leo, the youngest one, rubbed his little fists over his eyes, betraying the fact that he was absolutely sleepy but fighting it like a true warrior. “I miss Mommy.” His voice wobbled slightly, and his big brown eyes were already glassy with unshed tears.

And just like that, Lando felt his heart squeeze.

Lando instantly softened. He didn’t even hesitate before pausing the game and wrapping both kids in his arms. “Oh, come here,” he murmured, setting his controller aside to properly hold them. He knew Y/N was off having her well-deserved girls’ trip, but apparently, bedtime was a struggle without her.

“You miss Mommy, huh?” he murmured, pressing kisses onto their soft little heads.

Both boys nodded, Noah sniffing as he clung to his dad’s hoodie. “Yeah. When’s mommy coming back?”

Lando rubbed soothing circles on their backs. “She’s having her girl’s trip. She’ll be back in a few days.”

Leo sniffled dramatically. “That’s so looooong.”

“Oi, don’t be dramatic,” Lando teased gently. “You guys have me! Isn’t that enough?”

Noah wrinkled his nose. “Mmm…”

Max burst into laughter on the other end of the call. “Oh my God, your own kid just humbled you.”

Lando sighed. “Alright, you wanna help me with the game?”

Noah nodded enthusiastically. Leo, already making himself at home on Lando’s lap, rested his cheek against his dad’s chest. “Wanna help,” he mumbled sleepily.

Lando grinned and handed them his spare controller, even though it wasn’t actually connected. “Alright, but we keep it chill.”

The next few minutes were absolute chaos. Noah kept pointing at things on the screen, bombarding Lando with rapid-fire questions. “What’s that? Who’s that guy? Why did you do that? Can I do that?”

Lando answered every single one patiently while simultaneously trying not to get eliminated in-game. Meanwhile, Leo was just pressing random buttons on his fake controller, babbling nonsense as if he was actually playing. Occasionally, he’d giggle in pure delight, making Lando’s heart melt on the spot.

Max, amused, decided to include chat. “Alright, boys, say hi to chats.”

Noah, ever the confident one, waved. “Hello, Chats!”

Leo, though, hesitated before tilting his head. “Umm… who we talking to? What they look like? I can’t see them daddy” His little voice, still holding onto that babyish lisp, made the words even more adorable.

Lando, Max, and literally everyone in chat laughing out loud.

Lando actually had to take a deep breath from laughing. “They’re… um, they’re just watching through the screen, buddy. They’re just like you.”

Leo frowned, like he was trying very hard to understand. Then, after a long moment, he nodded. “Okay. Hi, people in the screen!”

The chat exploded

“THE BABIES ARE HERE EVERYONE STAY CALM”

“Leo is literally the cutest thing ever”

“Noah asking 500 questions per second LMAO”

“Y/N better watch out, Lando violated the children's screen time.”

“They miss their mama :(((((”

Lando, still grinning, let them push random buttons as the game continued. It was chaotic, to say the least—Noah kept trying to actually play, while Leo just mashed buttons with all the confidence of a pro-gamer. Lando didn’t even care that they were losing horrendously; seeing them smile made it worth it.

But soon enough, it was obvious that tiredness was creeping in. Leo’s blinks were getting slower, and Noah, while still trying to act tough, was yawning every few minutes.

Lando glanced at the time. “Alright. One last round, then it’s bedtime.”

Noah groaned. “But—”

“No buts!” Lando cut in, ruffling his hair.

As the game went on, Noah continued to give commentary like a tiny sports analyst, and Leo just… slowly melted against Lando, his chubby cheek squished adorably against his dad’s chest.

Lando stood carefully, cradling Leo in one arm while holding Noah’s hand with the other. “Alright, chat, I gotta go be a dad now. Thanks for hanging out, and I’ll see you all next time.”

Max smirked. “Gotta keep Dad Lando’s rep as the best bedtime storyteller, huh?”

Lando grinned. “Exactly.”

By the time it ended, Lando was ready to sign off. He gave the camera a fond smile. “Thanks for hanging out—Noah, say bye.”

“Bye, people!”

Lando turned to Leo, who was now fully slumped against him, half-asleep. “Leo, say bye.”

Leo, eyes barely open, mumbled, “Bye, screen people.”

As Lando wrapped up the stream, the chat was already buzzing with questions.

“Awwwww Leo knocked out”

“Noah be like ‘one more game’ energy”

“GOODNIGHT BABIES”

“Where’s y/n?”

Before turning off the stream, Lando replied “Y/N’s having a girls' trip, so I’m on dad duty. And these two little spiderman need to sleep before I get in trouble!”

“Alright, bedtime, you little spiderman.”

Noah yawned. “Can we call mommy first?”

Lando smiled. “Of course, mate. Let’s go tuck in and give her a call.”

And with that, he carried his sleeping toddler and led his other sleepy one down the hall, heart full, and already excited to tell Y/N all about their little adventure.

Lando and Noah was quietly talking with Y/N in their shared bed, Leo stirred at the sound of their voices. Still half-asleep, he shuffled closer, rubbing his eyes.

“Mommy,” he mumbled, voice thick with sleep. “I talk to screen people.”

Lando chuckled softly, smoothing Leo’s curls. “Yeah, you did, buddy.”

Y/N’s voice came through the phone. “Did he really?”

Noah immediately jumped in. “Mommy, when are you coming home? I miss you.”

Leo pouted, now fully awake and climbing onto Lando’s chest. “Come home, mommy.”

Lando sighed dramatically, squeezing them both. “Yeah, when are you coming home? We’re suffering over here.”

Y/N just smiled on the screen, watching her boys pile up on Lando. “I’ll be home soon.”

Lando huffed, leaning his head back against the pillow. “Not soon enough.”

The boys continued to mumble sleepy protests, but eventually, exhaustion won over. One by one, they drifted off, little hands clutching Lando’s hoodie.

As he looked at Y/N on the screen, he sighed. “Seriously, though. I miss you.”

Y/N’s gaze softened. “I know.”

Lando groaned playfully, nuzzling his cheek against Leo’s soft curls. “Hurry up and come back already.”

She just smiled again. “Sleep, Lando.”

He yawned, wrapping his arms around the boys. “Fine. But only ‘cause I’m exhausted.”

And with that, he fell asleep, his family safely tucked around him, waiting for Y/N to come home.

END

[bernardsbendystraws]

𝐎𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 — 𝐌.𝐒.

Synopsis: Matt just can't help himself while streaming.

Warnings: Smut, doing it on stream, unprotected sex, creampie

With love and big tits, Rose

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Thousands of people, yet you couldn’t find it in yourself to think logically. Matt’s hands roamed further and further but you didn’t have the will to tell him to stop – not when it felt so exciting.

“-just gonna touch you a bit, can you keep quiet?” your boyfriend asks, pressing the mute button just until you nod your head. 

Your poor game skills are even worse with his distractions. Matt’s cold rings slide over the skin of your thigh, creeping inwards as his fingers massage into your skin. You can feel his breath on the back of your shoulder and the way his bulge is grinding up against you as he shifts uncomfortably. 

“-so soft,” he soothes, letting his hands gently part your legs. Your eyes bulge as you swallow thickly, trying to keep your expression blank as you feel him rub over the fabric of your panties. 

Suddenly, you feel his cold fingers circle right over your clit. “Oh – almost got him,” you squeak. 

Matt laughs at your cover-up, taking pride in your reaction and letting his hands wander even more. His palm rests on the inside of your thigh, right below your pussy and hooking a finger to completely expose your wet folds. If the camera was any lower, you’d be putting on a show for everyone. But – it’s not for everyone, it’s just for him. 

Carefully, Matt spit on his fingers behind your back, trying to make as little noise as possible. The mic doesn’t pick up on the sound, but you do. Anticipation makes your heart drop to your stomach as you feel him bring his dripping fingers to your pussy, tensing while he delicately coats your folds with his saliva and spreads the slick leaking from your entrance. 

“Kid, you suck but usually not this much,” Chris gruffs. As you go to mumble an apology, you viciously bite onto your lip as a moan nearly slips out. You can feel Matt quietly laughing. 

“-sorry, it’s…it’s, um–,” your mind runs blank, completely numb as you feel your boyfriend stroke against your puffy clit, forcing his palm to flatten even more to keep your legs wide and spread. 

A subtle pinch to your thigh snaps you back into reality. You cough, trying to puzzle your thoughts together. “-it’s been awhile, give-give me a break,” you mumble, wincing as you stutter while Matt applies more pressure with his fingers. 

It’s burning hot. The bottom of your stomach feels like it’s on fire, tensing as he builds his movements more steady, focusing on what makes your muscles tighten the most. 

“You’re doing so good,” Matt praises, peeking his head over your shoulder to lightly kiss your neck. 

You want to smack him for sounding so cocky. His statement is sweet, but vicious. The chat runs rampant at the ‘innocent’ compliment. But you know – he’s not talking about the game.

Gripping the controller with a relentless amount of force, you try to press buttons and keep up, but all you can focus on is his touch. You feel his other hand come downward, the heat crawling up your spine as he continues to abuse your sensitive clit. 

And he’s still laughing. 

You can hear his faint breaths that signify just how amused he is – watching you struggle to keep your composure while he touches you in front of thousands of people. 

As the round comes to an end, you feel just the slightest bit of relief. You focus on trying to keep a plain face, attempting to hold back any noises as Matt’s fingers push inside of you, curling upward. 

“You should answer some questions in chat, baby,” he announces. Your hand viciously grips around his wrist as he starts to fuck his fingers into you perfectly, keeping the same pace on your clit with his other hand. “-go ahead, read one,” he urges. 

You sigh in relief as his hands remove themselves. But, it only lasts a glimpse of a second. Beginning to read a question for the chat, you hear the faint noise of him tugging his sweats down. 

Sticky precum webs between the two of you as Matt positions himself at your entrance. He grips at your hips, staying still as he lets you take control. You answer the pointless question from chat, grabbing his length and making sure he glides right into you. 

The fullness all at once makes you clench around him tighter than normal. Matt can’t help but let his forehead fall onto your back, groaning under his breath as he grinds your hips to create friction. 

You’re confused as Matt pauses his motions, reaching forward to press something on the computer. You look at the displays to see the camera illuminating a pitch black screen, the microphone on mute. 

“I can’t fucking take this, get up,” he directs, gently smacking your hip. You quickly get up, trying to walk over to the bed, but Matt stops you, desperately grasping at your hips before bending you over and shoving his cock inside fully. “-can’t wait, just…oh – oh god, sweetheart, fuckkkkkk,” he moans, fucking himself into you with a relentless pace, losing all control. 

“Matt, I—I,” you try to speak, but you just can’t. Your brain is numb. Every thought is just reminding you how good everything feels, how deep he is, how he fucks you so perfectly. 

The aggressive slaps of skin echo. Your fingers reach for any leverage, clawing into the desk as he tilts his hips upwards, making you see stars as he slams into that spot. 

Chants of his name fall from your lips. Matt’s breathing comes out in short puffs, panting between each thrust. “Fuck-fuck-fuck, so—so goddamn tight,” he purrs, placing his hand on your shoulder to reach even deeper inside of you. 

Burning desire only builds with each slap of skin. His fingers grabbing roughly into your skin only make you want more. 

“I’m…” your mouth hangs open, drooling from your lips carelessly as he rams his cock deep inside of you over and over again. 

“C’mon, baby – wan you to cum on my dick so bad, so–so fuckin’ bad,” he rasps. 

Every muscle burns, tensing as you feel the knot snap in your stomach. The pure euphoria is overwhelming, making your body squirm – but Matt is sure to keep his hold on you — he’s sure to make you feel every single ounce of pleasure he can give you. 

“-gonna,” Matt leans over, his teeth grazing your shoulder as your legs quiver. “-’m gonna fill you up, okay—is that, is that—” Your hand reaches around to pull his hips in closer, wordlessly encouraging him as you feel his warm cum spill inside of you. 

His hips slow to a halt, his lips pecking on your shoulder as he gently slides out of you. “-’m sorry, I just,” he sighs, looking at the sight of you bent over with his cum dripping out of you, “-just couldn’t help myself.”