#then I blacked out

[saryasy]

I'm not supposed to be here. I should've died in that fire. I made a plan to fix that. I kept this book with 148 lines in it. Every time I saved a life, I filled in the line. One life saved to repay one life lost. And what then? After you've saved the 148? I'm not supposed to be here.

[howdoyousleep3]

my therapist, surely at our next appointment— “how is your soft, feminine journey coming along?”

me, having just screamed in a greasy man’s face in the Target parking lot for demanding I hurry up and get my baby out of the car so he can park next to me, following me into the store for “catching an attitude”, calling me an “ugly ass bitch” and talking shit on my two-year-old twins— 🙂

[pretty-emo-dad]

I was trying to write crack but it came out so ???

Erica isn’t a child anymore, except she still feels like one all the time. Except she still sleeps in her parent’s bed when she misses them, except she still sleeps with a night light, except she catches herself paying more attention to my little pony than advanced physics, except she cries when she breaks a pencil, except she desperately begs for her mommy and Brother Lulu when things go awry.

Erica isn’t a child, but here, screaming and crying and kicking her way out of being loved she feels like one. She feels like this is payback, it feels cathartic to let go. Getting back what it took from her, being a child because she couldn’t when she was one. Eleven-year-old-Erica would be so embarrassed of this, all false maturity and unemotional, but Fifteen-year-old-Erica has adrenaline pumping through her, she’s ninety percent rage and sadness. A dumb, sick, part of her enjoys lashing out like this, enjoys the break downs, enjoys the attention.

Her hands shake, and she wants to cry for Lucas. She wants to yell for him and make him do this for her, have this argument for her, but he’s leaving for University soon and Erica can’t hang off him forever. His friends are hers and his trauma is hers and even the stupid jacket that’s keeping her from shaking more than she already has belongs to him.

It hits her now that he’s leaving and will be gone for as long as she’s in school. It hits her now that she won’t ever tease him walking down these stupid fucking halls. It hits her now that she’ll need to buy a new jacket because she’s been stealing his for years without ever really noticing.

It makes this worse.

It makes her say something she will definitely regret.

[jellllllo-bowl]

gotham rainy nights

i firmly believe in Duke doing silly things with his power

hiding under your dad's cape when it's pouring outside can be something very special + bat-rain-poncho, several years later

[humming-fly]

I love how Gerald was trying to keep Shadow from spoiling anything about the future meanwhile literally everything Shadow says and does around Maria is the biggest death flag ever

[tariah23]

White people are miserable, racist losers period. They’ve even been getting mad at Japanese people for correcting them about Yasuke as well.

[shawtuzi]

currently thinking about plug!geto beating your pussy up after a hotbox….

“oh suguruuu,” your eyes rolled back in pleasure, freshly manicured nails (paid for by yours truly) digging into his biceps as he fucked you like he hated your guts. he had your seat reclined back, knees pushed to your ears as he gave the you meanest strokes known to man.

you peered at him through your lashes, mewling when you saw he was already staring back down at you. his eyes were low n red, the tiniest smirk on his face bc he knew as long as he had you like this you couldn’t run from him. sure it was cramped as hell but shit he wasn’t complaining—especially with the way your pussy was gripping his dick.

“you look—s-shit! look so pretty like this y/n. pussy feels so fuckin’ good. . . so fuckin’ soft. am i making you feel good y/n? speak up,” he got no response in return, your attention solely focused on his the view of his dick pounding into you. the sight was very erotic. . . one could even say it was pretty. you were broken out of your thoughts by a quick slap to the face, followed by geto gripping your jaw, squishing your cheeks together.

“i said am *thrust* i *thrust* making *thrust* you fucking feel *really hard thrust* good?” you nodded frantically, tears now filling your lash line because baby he was fucking you that good. “yes—yes sugu you’re making me feel so good thank you,” you sniffled, making the sick man laugh.

“you’re so cute,” he hummed, pressing his lips to your forehead before pulling his dick nearly all the way out just to slam back inside you. he stayed in place, now choosing to grind his hips into you, his hard stomach rubbing against your clit in a way that had you seeing stars. your hands slapped against his chest, whining something along the lines of him being to deep—but right now in this moment?? there was no such thing as too deep.

in fact he recalled you telling him not too long ago you wanted to feel him in your tummy again, so he was actually doing you a favor if you think about it—but who am i kidding your not doing anyyyy thinking right now.

“m’gonna cum sugu c-can you—fuckkk-uh!” suguru was already one step ahead of you, the rough pads of his ring and middle fingers now rubbing vicious circles on your clit. your body tensed, thighs shaking as you came on his dick for what felt like the umpteenth time. geto fucked you through your orgasm, his own trailing behind as he came in you with one last stroke.

*sighs dreamily* hotboxes with geto were always the best

˚ʚ♡ɞ

[zzoupz]

fanart of that fuckass knockoff mouthwashing mobile game

[teaboot]

Whoever needs to hear this. Please know.

"Closed at 6pm" does not mean "The entry door locks up at 6, but if you're already inside you can keep on shopping."

It means, "you should be finished and out of the store at 6pm."

This is not up for debate

This is just how things work

[thefriendlyneighborhoodqueer]

sometimes i think about how funny it would be if bruce had a slight english accent as a result of alfred being the only adult in his life for most of his formative years. that or he just says british slang instead of english.

this either drives his children insane, or they think it’s the most hilarious thing ever.

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Bruce: Can you pass the chips?

Dick: Sure, B. *passes over the potato chips*

Bruce: No, the chips.

Dick: ???? … yeah? here?

Bruce: NO! THE CHIPS! *gesturing wildly for the french fries*

Damian: Father, are you having a stroke?

———

Batman: Alright, this mission is very important. It is imperative that everything goes to schedule. (shh-edule)

*red robin and red hood snicker*

Batman: *glare* As I was saying, it all must go to shh-edule…

RR & RH : *uproariously laughter *

Batman: *harsher glare* Is something funny?

RR: Oh nothing, B, don’t worry.

RH: Absolutely nothing wrong, “left-tenant”

RR & RH: *dying of laughter *

———

Bruce: *reaching the end of a long rant about responsibility and making sure you are keeping yourself and others safe* And what do you have to say for yourself??

Duke: … You sound like Alfred…

Bruce: *horrified look over coming him* … what

Cass: *furious nodding*

*Some time later, after B has been fished out of Gotham Harbor, which he jumped into after declaring that he “couldn’t turn into his father”*

Alfred: *reaching the end of a long rant about responsibility and making sure you are keeping yourself and others safe* And what do you have to say for yourself??

Bruce: *white as a sheet* … Sorry Alfie…

*Steph is heard furiously cackling in the background*

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anyways i just thought this was fun

[unpeeled-human]

i honest to god dont remember drawing this

[isjasz]

♟️❄️🏜️ Secret santa for @calocreek <3!!

[kelddaa]

I was plagued by a vision

[ionomycin]

[enthyrea]

i wonder what they were up to before this

[th3e-m4ng0]

i should have never saved you