#these fucking eggs

[atthebell-moved]

the thing about rp (particularly live rp) is that a lot of people dont know what to do without a script/guidelines, so they fill the silence up too much and never allow the audience any breathing room. quackity spends like 70% of this vod completely quiet and that silence speaks absolute volumes. and its not just this instance! grief can leave you without words, but quackity is also very very good at leaving enough space between sentences and moments for you to really sit in the scenes. this scene in particular is just absolutely brutal and the silence is particularly moving, but he's created many incredible scenes because of this understanding of performance (alongside everything else he brings to the rp table)

[princess-of-lettuce]

I heard the news about bobby...

I am willing to sacrifice myself to bring him back I swear to god (in minecraft of course)

[eemamminy-art]

I love that they added these new bits of dialog about how much he likes eggs—

I'M SORRY????

[frostedpuffs]

HAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[inkskinned]

you're in the habit of denying yourself things.

if someone asked you directly, you would say that you love a little treat. you like iced coffee and getting the cookie. you drink juice out of a fancy cup sometimes, and often do use your candles until they gutter out helplessly.

but you hesitate about buying the 20 dollar hand mixer because, like. you could just use your arms. you weren't raised rich. you don't get to just spend the 20 dollars (remember when that could cover lunch?), at least - you don't spend that without agonizing over it first, trying to figure out the cost-benefits like you are defending yourself in front of a jury. yes, this rice cooker could seriously help you. but you do know how to make stovetop rice and it really isn't that hard. how many pies or brownies would you actually make, in order to make that hand mixer worthwhile?

what's wild is that if the money was for a friend, it would already be spent. you'd fork over 40 without blinking an eye, just to make them happy. the difference is that it's for you, so you need to justify it.

and it sneaks in. you ration yourself without meaning to - you don't finish the pint of ice cream, even though you want to. the next time you go to the store, you say ah, i really shouldn't, and then you walk away. you save little bits of your precious things - just in case. sometimes you even go so far as putting that one thing in your shopping cart. and then just leaving it there, because maybe-one-day, but not right now, there's other stuff going on.

you do self-care, of course. but you don't do it more than like, 3 days in a row. after that it just feels a little bit over-the-edge. like. you can't live in decadence, the economy is so bad right now, kid.

so you don't buy the rice cooker. you can-and-will spend the time over the stove. you can withstand the little sorrows. denial and discipline are practically synonyms. and you're not spoiled.

it's just - it's not always a rice cooker. sometimes it is a person or a job or a hug. sometimes it is asking for help. sometimes it is the summer and your college degree. sometimes it is looking down at scabbed knees and feeling a strange kind of falling, like you can't even recognize the girl you used to be. sometimes it is your handprint looking unsteady.

sometimes it is tuesday, and you didn't get fired, and you want to celebrate. but what is it you like, even? you search around your little heart and come up empty. you're so used to denying that all your desires draw a blank.

oh fuck. see, this is the perfect opportunity. if you had a mixer, you'd make a cake.

[rs-hawk]

You get a pet tentacle as a "gag gift" for your birthday. You have no idea why your friends thought the little mass with a tentacle would make you laugh, but it didn't. Of course though, you don't want to be mean to it, so you take it home, trying to make it comfortable. You don't understand that by taking it home, now it thinks you've chosen it as your mate.

Once you're asleep, it expands, filling your bedroom with all of its tentacles. The first one to reach you has a plant like appendage, which spritzes you with an aphrodisiac that will also help you properly incubate its eggs. You groan, wiping the droplets from your face. There's already a hot pulsing between your legs. Without thinking much about it, still being half asleep, you kick off your blanket, eager fingers rolling your clit and stuffing into your hole.

Your tentacle pet stops to watch you, excitement building within it. Its mate is putting on a show for it! You must really want it! After a few moments, it can't stand it anymore. Two more tentacles reach for you, attaching to your nipples. That's when you start to realize what's going on, but you're so desperate now for release and to be stuffed you're almost crying.

Its suckers suck and pull on your nipples, making you moan and whimper. More tentacles wrap around your arms, pulling your hands away from your dripping hole. You let out a tiny whine of protest. The tentacles spread your cunt wide, looking at you clench around nothing, your wetness soaking your bed. Its breeding tentacles pulsing already.

You start to whine and beg for it to fuck you, wiggling your hips as more tentacles restrain you, making sure you're secure. Finally, one starts sucking on your clit, making you cum almost instantly. Despite your finish, your cunt is still eager to be stuffed and filled.

"Please, please," you beg it, lifting your hips up slightly.

Your pet is more than happy to comply, stuffing a thick tentacle into your eager hole. A moan escapes from your lips, your eyes half lidded from pleasure. It thrusts in and out of you, slowly depositing eggs directly into your womb. It doesn't even matter to you as you feel the weight in your body. You just need the tentacles to keep pleasuring and fucking you.

[rookdaw]

[riuhere]

'looks like someone's annoyed >;)'

( @emelinstriker gave me motivation to draw again while @theweepingegg suggested and I quote "share your simpness to the world~" and I thought about it...you know what? why the heck not? it's my drawings, so what if I want to share it to the world? I have more btw so keep an eye out ;) just slowy turning them into digital drawings to satisfy myself and bring back that groove. Thank You U.U you guys are amazing people for inspiring me, hands down)

Triad Au rightfully belongs to the amazing @novelcain

[narugen]

and this one’s for the hoshina fans who like his accent

[julijbee]

in awe of the beauty of the world

[fareplay]

You try to escape from the home of the monsterperson that's been keeping you as a breed toy. You try to crawl through the dog door but get stuck halfway as your belly as swollen too big to fit. You try and squeeze yourself through again and again but the pressure from the door combined with your straining causes your labor to be triggered. Your toes curl and stomach clenches as you start birthing right into your panties/right onto the floor if they didn't so much as allow you to wear pants. The eggs spill out against the wall and fall slowly trailing thick fluid. You adjust and raise your rear in the air as another wave ripples through your belly making you cum hard and pour eggs behind you. Your breasts swell too pillowing your head and the nipples begin to leak sticky milk. Your body has completely prioritized itself over your mental will to escape. After almost an hour you collapse exhaustedly with your legs splayed out behind you. Just as soon as you catch your breath, you're out of here. Unfortunately, the monsterperson has been watching the whole ordeal from the other side of the door and is now completely flustered. It's taken everything they have to stay off of you this long and finally they can't take it anymore and hop behind you on their knees,straddling you and your clutch, ovipositor firm and ready to breed you all over again. They hump your helpless little rear end like a dog in heat. Looks like you're not going anywhere for a while.

[bugflies00]

mcytblr dash simulator

mutual 1 : [ REDACTED ]

mutual 2 : THE EGGS ARE GONE

mutual 3 : hello everyone today i will be putting my son (ctommy) in an enclosure and wrapping him in a warm blanket and giving him a cup of hot cocoa

mutual 4 : people who woobify ctommy piss me the fuck off. man up

mutual 5 : guys i got the lovejoy vinyl cards

mutual 6 : what kind of lingerie would ctntduo wear to kill each other?

mutual 7 : i need some advil and to be shot in the head [attached is the most gutting tragic piece of crimeboys fanart you've ever seen]

mutual 8 : THE EGGS ARE GONE AGAIN

mutual 9 : Twitch And The Modern Day Fan/Creator Relationship : A Socio-Psychological Analysis

mutual 10 : our little band isn't so little anymore...

mutual 11 : and here's how i think pregnancy would work for a minecraft demon hybrid

mutual 12 : stunning web weave about cniki and loneliness and friendship and guys she started to bake again guys do you understand

mutual 13 : dapduo making out sloppy style (they get slime everywhere)

mutual 14 : haha hat man [fanart of philza minecraft that looks like something you'd see wandering the halls of the louvre]

mutual 15 : i just want a gun so i can put a bullet through dream's head

mutual 16 : THE FUCKING EGGS

[pathologising]

Nypd pigs ain't shit as per usual

[lotus-pear]

charm stat at debonair ‼️‼️

[egophiliac]

starting off with an amuse-bouche of some of my initial favorite bits! y'all, this update was WILD.

[deedadobee]

preschool eggs :)