#this is so gd sloppy

[hidingoutbackstage]

Decided to watch a “found footage horror film” posted to youtube called Milk & Serial and i’m not even 3 minutes in and it’s so bad bro i actually burst out laughing at how bad it is i can’t wait to watch this

[sinning-23]

Backseat Pillow Princess (Pt.2)

And by popular demand (and because ei couldn't just leave it how I had it and planned on making a part 2 anyway) I BRING YOU PT.2! I really tried to conjure of some kinky freak nasty shit in this y'all so uhhh just be dually noted that I really tried my best with this.

Warnings: tag-team, p in v, multiple rounds, refractory period? we don't know her, creampie, unprotected, biting, choking, eiffel tower in a fucking car dude it gets wicked, nipple play, edging, degrading, praise, light banter, how did we end up outside the gd car????, spit as lube

Hope yall enjoy lol the endingit idk ill probably tweak it later yall pls dotn shame me i was starting to feel bad for makingyall wait so long!

Enjoy~

PT.1 HERE

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It all happens so fast that you can hardly register the clash of teeth and tongue. You can feel the growl that rises up his throat and past his lips on your own, the taste metallic but sweet.

You’re breathless, Wade attacking your neck with the same speed and intensity. Your senses are overwhelmed, body riding a 9-hour (give or take) high.

"You are a fucking sicko, you’re soaked through the leather." Logan grunts, tugging your lower lip with his canines,

"Forget that, look at her tits," Wade gasps, looking at the little bumps your hardened nipples made through the fabric.

Part of you should feel embarrassed but you can’t seem to function when there're two separate mouths and two pairs of hands adorning your body. If your uniform wasn't torn to shreds, it definitely was now, a familiar set of claws slicing latex leather away from your flesh easily.

"Great now what am I supposed to wear when this is over?! At least be a little nice to me!" You huff, peeling the shredded fabric away before attacking the older man before you.

A bit surprised, Logan leans back against the door, your chest flush against him as your breaths mix, hot and heavy in the space. You can feel Wade shift, large hands at your hips with your ass against his pelvis. Finding Logan’s zipper was easy, your fingertips tugging at it as you caught his lower lip between your teeth.

"C'mon let's make this fair. I’m the only one showing some skin.” You purr, pulling the little piece of metal down to reveal tanned, toned abs. The thin sheen of sweat and blood makes them glisten.

You practically drool, the sight of them in the moonlight now seared into your brain.

"Jesus you're built like a brick fucking wall-" You gasp, hesitating to touch before running your hands down Logan's chest, then stomach.

"Like a godddamn marble sculpture," Wade adds, taking his chance to admiring the man beneath the both of you.

He chuckles a bit, shrugging his sleeves off before connecting your lips again. It’s shot though, mostly because you can’t help but look at him.

“Nuh uh, lemme see you.” You command, pushing him back against the door.

He groans, your lip tucking beteeen your teeth as you presses kisses to his pulse, trailing downward as his neck flexed perfectly with the rest of his torso and stomach.

“Gorgeous.” You mumble, finally making your way down to his v-line before licking a stripe right back towards, ending it with a faint bite.

“Shame I can’t mark you up how I want, you’ll just heal it.” You sigh, thumbs tracing Logan’s belt now.

You grind down, a heavy, “oh fuck,” leaving your lips as Wade chuckles from behind you. Speaking of which, he had managed to pull your uniform a little past your ass, his hands squeezing the flesh there.

Of course you can’t help but tilt your head back, accepting sloppy open-mouth kisses from the mercenary when he cups your pussy from behind. Purposefully dragging his middle finger between your folds, his mouth swallows up your whimpers, a grin ever present over the lower half of his scarred face.

"Shit you weren't lying, she is soaked." Wade huffs, licking a stipe up your neck, his chest flush against your back

"You know I had to find a way to get your attention, I was starting to feel left out?" Wade taunts, his ring and middle finger two-knuckles deep in you, the squelching echoing.

Logan, eager to please makes a point to suck a mouthful of your tits, his canines grazing over them. He growls, breathing hot against your skin. His free hand cups your other, thumb swiping over your nipple as your palm presses down against his bulge.

"You gonna take it out or just keep pushing on it?" Logan grumbles, hips rolling into you.

It's hard to think, pleasure flooding your senses as you try your hand at helping his length spring free. Fuck, he's rock hard. And soon enough it's in your hand, hard, hot, and dripping with precum.

If you had to give an example of a photogenic dick, his would be at the top of your list. It's got a slight upward bend, the tip slightly tanned as beads of precum rolled down the side. And right beside that slick train that oozes downward, is a thick vein adorned by a smaller one. Your mouth waters, tongue lulling out of your mouth to taste it.

You're stopped, however, when Wade grips your hair, reminding you that HE is the one with his fingers in you, making your pussy drool with each thrust.

You pause, squeezing the base of Logan's dick in response, just to have the male sigh heavily under you.

"Almost lost your manners huh? That's okay I'll help you." Wade announces, seeing the brief irritation flash behind Logan's hazel eyes.

"You ask when you want something," Wade huffs, tone low and dangerous.

You swallow hard, taking a deep breath through your nose before using your thumb to press down on the tip.

"Please?" You whimper, mouth watering now, needing nothing more than to wrap your lips around his length.

"Please what, honey?" Logan encourages, using his thumb to push past your kiss-bitten lips and press down on your tongue, the saliva dripping down his palm and forearm.

"Please let me suck it." You finish, a satisfied grin finally filling Logan's features.

He nods his head in your direction, his fist at the base as you roll your tongue out your mouth, engulfing the tip, tasting the bittersweet precum slide down your throat. He groans, releasing his hand the farther down you go.

You thank the gods above for your almost nonexistent gag reflex, because once you got a feel for just how he settled in your mouth,you wasted to time getting him acclimated to your throat.

"Fuckkkk that's it, honey, swallow." He grunts, flashing those pretty canines as you do exactly what he says, the flex of your throat making his hand shoot to your head.

Between the feeling of you gulping Logan down and Wade's fingers still stretching you out, you're bound to reach your peak at any minute now. And then you feel it.

Empty for a moment, and finally...

"What, you didn't think I was getting this pussy ready for nothing did you?" Wade chuckles, your spine shivering when his tip slid between your aching wetness.

Arching more, Wade grabs a nice handful of the flesh between your hips and your ass, easily filling your needy cunt as you lift your head, gasping in response to the stretch. A sign of saliva connects your lower lip to the slightly reddened tip of Logan's cock. All you can do is whimper, bracing yourself as Wade thrusts into you, pace quick and calculated.

"F-uck!' You hum, each thrust breakign up the syllabus

Your hands scrath at Logan's chest, using him as an anchor to keep yourself from cumming too quickly. He only chuckles, tugging your hair to place a bruising kiss on your lips, his free hand using your saliva to pick up where you'd left off.

"Squeezing, fuck you're tight." Wade huffs, teeth sinking into your shoulder as Logan's lips swallow up your painfully pleasured whine.

"Close, so close, need it" Is all you can muster up, your hips now meeting his in an attempt to speed the process up.

And sure enough, the knot that had worked its way into your core finally snaps, your strangled moans filling up and pouring out the Honda, your head throwing itself back, as you ride out the high. All you can hear are praises and encouragement from behind and in front of you, all of which are fading in and out as your ears ring.

'Thats it'

'C'mon honey give it to me'

'Good fucking girl'

'So wet holy shit'

'Look how fuckin pretty you are'

'That arch, jesus christ'

"Sooo good, oh fuck yes." You whine, tucking your lower lip between your teeth.

Once your eyes manage to flicker back open, you're met with the prettiest view, and you gasp at the sight, already feeling yourself ready for another round.

Thee he was, eyes screwed shut, brows creasing as his chest rises and falls in time with his fist, which was now dripping with thick, silky looking ropes of cum. His jaw is clenched, a growl bubbling past his lips as you reach your hand down to help guide him, the substance coating your fingertips.

"You look so pretty when you cum." You hum, then grabbing his jaw to give another forecefull yet intimate kiss, your tongues slipping past one another.

“My turn,” Logan growls, pulling the door open in one swift movement before tugging your body outside the car.

You gasp, legs feeling more like jelly after Wade had already turned your insides to mush.

You wobble a bit, using the edge of the door to steady yourself before you’re stuffed full again. An overstimulated moan forces its its way out of you. He feels even better inside than in your palm. And yet, he doesn’t move, the sound of Logan’s hollow, shaky breaths mere centimetres from your ear.

“Oh honey.” He groans, his hips moving just to slam back into you, a pleasured yelp leaving your lips in response.

“Can hardly take it, look at you fucking shaking.” He chuckles, sinking his teeth into your shoulder, your head falling foreward as you’re overwhelmed with so many different feelings. The pain from the fight mixed with the pleasure from his strokes and the previous orgasm.

“Don’t- oh Fuckk. Don’t patronize me-.” You whimper, gripping the edge of the door for dear life, the smack of his pelvis to your ass loud and rhythmic.

As if you weren’t already fucked out, Wade managed to scoot riiiiight in front of you, just enough so that his cock is resting against your cheek, and god does your mouth water.

“Let’s keep you busy, huh sweetie?” Wade hums, his tip pressing against your glossy lower lip.

You’re eager to accept, letting your tongue roll around the head before taking as much of him as you can. Every slight thrust of his hips pushed him further and further down your throat, alive dripping down your chin and onto the torn, blood-stained seats below.

It doesn’t take long before you’re right back to square one, legs trembling as your labored breaths quicken in pace.

“Ohhh fuck, squeezing. You’re about to cum arent you honey?” Logan chuckles, squeezing the flesh of your hip before landing a brutal smack to your ass.

He smirks at the sight of the recoil, and doesn’t it again, each smack leaving a nice shade of red. You don’t even have a chance to warn him before you cum, the blissful feeling making you shudder, throat coated with sticky release as Wade tangles his fingers in your scalp.

What you weren’t expecting, was for your release to trickle down your thighs, each thrust only making your squelch more and more. The familiar twinge of overstimulation ravages your senses as you swallow down Wade’s release.

And unfortunately, you’re empty again, peeking over your shoulder just to see Logan finishing on the perfect curve of your back. The pearly beads of cum rolling down your ass and up your spine.

There’s a few beats of silence, paired with the laibored breathes or three violent and fucked out regenerarive assholes.

But of course, Wades specially is breaking silence.

“Hey how come you didn’t squirt for me?” He huffs in faux disappointment.

You can practically hear Logan roll his eyes, whom of which had made a point to massage where he had hit earlier.

“Please shut the fuck up.” Logan huffs, shuffling around the car to either A: find something to clean you up with or B: something for you to wear.

Either way, you're beyond fucked out, the previous tension finally dying down as you're bathed in moonlight. It takes a little effort from the two males but they successfully lean you against the middle console.

Lucky for you, there just so happened to be an extra set of clothes hidden in the trunk most likely belonging to the variant you got this stupid car from anyway.

Meh, I think missing clothes will be the least of his worries considering this piece of shit car is absolutely thrashed...

And now tainted with spit and cum-

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[angelbarelywrites]

♡ slashers scenarios | kisses!

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♡ fandoms; The Boy, Halloween, Texas Chainsaw Massacre (original + 2006), Black Christmas, Dead by Daylight, slashers (general)

♡ characters; Brahms Heelshire, Micheal Myers, Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer, Billy Lenz

♡ reader; gender neutral

♡ cw; very suggestive content

♡ note; i hope to do a first meeting and kisses post for all ton of slashers, so let me know who else you wanna see! there’s already some i swapped out between the two posts just because of ideas i already had

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Brahms Heelshire

> this brat is always begging for kisses

> he’s not really one to physically initiate

> and it’s secretly because he loves when you follow his orders

> but he loves all kinds of kisses, and he’s usually content with more chaste ones

> when you do make out though, he is sloppy

> he’s still so touch starved and sensitive

> so it can go from just a long peck to him panting and huffing surprisingly quickly

> and he likes when you praise him for it

> he loves when you pin his hands while you kiss him, laying beneath you as you straddle his chest

> but he loves pawing at you almost as much- in the same position of course

> loves receiving marks

> especially hickies on his neck, like a dumb horny teen

Micheal Myers

> he’s not huge on kissing, or other non-sexual contact

> he’ll make you ask for it

> sometimes even beg

> and then he’ll roll up his mask and kiss you, rough and breathless

> he’s a biter, on your lips, neck, anywhere

> and the more you whine the more he marks you

> all that being said

> he loves when you kiss the mask

> you can swear you’ve heard him groan a bit from it before

> he’ll feel you up as you do too, making it hot and heavy despite how one sided the contact is

> he loves grabbing your throat, pushing you against the wall and kissing you so hard it stuns you

> sometimes to get what he wants, because he’s a malewife manipulator

> but sometimes because he loves the hazy eyed face you make as he pulls away

Thomas Hewitt

> oh my god loves when you kiss him

> forehead kisses, cheek kisses, kisses through the mask, kisses pressed to his jaw, etc etc

> hell you lean over and kiss his arm and he’s giddy- in his silent and almost unnoticeable way

> he loves kissing your neck in particular

> partially because he can hide- the insecurity is hard to shake

> but also because he loves coaxing pretty noises out of you

> freaks out when he leaves marks- but also loves the way you bruise after you reassure him it’s okay

> he loves when you lie on top of him, lazily kissing him between giggles

> it makes you seem so small (because gd, he’s 6’9 and built like a brick house), and he can grab your ass all he wants

Bubba Sawyer

> might be the Biggest Kiss Enjoyer out there

> he loves giving kisses all over!!!

> but especially loves peppering your face with kisses until you’re giggling too hard to let him continue

> he also loves getting kisses, because ofc

> he likes when you kiss his tummy, on top of everything else he can be insecure about his build

> and his hands- chances are y’all also have a huge size difference, and he’s always in awe of how little your cheek is in his hand. so he loves when you lean and kiss his palm

> his favorite kisses are when he picks you up and twirls you around

> and then he settles you in his arms and kisses you sweetly

> not too sexual but intimate

Billy Lenz

> this guy 🙄 in a word, frantic

> there is no peck on the lips with Billy Lenz

> whatever your intention, if you don’t pull away literally immediately, it’s getting dirty fast

> he’s all tongue and teeth and giggles

> like Brahms he’s incredibly pent up

> but baby boy is unintentionally (and sometimes intentionally) aggressive

> marks you up like it’s his job- hickies and bites and even sometimes bruises from holding your hips too hard because he’s stronger than he looks

> grabs your hair and tugs your head back to look at you and tell you how pretty you look and babble weird incoherent shit

> he loves you in his lap, facing him and practically grinding up on you as he lick lick licks your neck and any other skin he can between kisses

[justasimplesinner]

Are 2022 rqs still open? Cuz oh boy oh buddy your kiss descriptions are so gd good, would it be possible to ask for making out hcs for 2022 Eddie and Ossie? Sweet riddle lad or bastard mob boss, either way, HOO

HOOOO

2022!Edward make-out hcs:

oh my god he has fantasized about this before you two even got together (or you actually learned his name) and keeps on daydreaming after. you are constantly on his mind and ever since he got a taste of your lips, he will never get enough. good job, you got yourself an addict

isn't the most straightforward person, so in the beginning, he will be too scared to initiate anything. he really doesn't want to ruin the thing he has with you

is a little sloppy and awkward, but very eager. and i mean very. there's nothing he wanted more than this, he's gonna make the best of this hopefully for the both of you

tell him once that it's okay to touch you and you'll never have to tell him again

he's always so desperate, like he was drowning and you were the very air he breathes. he kisses hard and with a lot of emotion, and his hands will cluth at you like his life depends on it

despite not being much on the dominant side, he will somehow always have you pushed up to the nearest surface during make-out sessions. he's stronger than he looks and he just pushes himself up against you so much that at some point you have to lean on a solid surface. it's like he tries to merge you two into one

gets hard quickly, so even if that wasn't your intention, you still get it! at first it's embarassing, but it's very easy to show him how much you don't mind ;)

he's generally vocal and this is no different. he whines. a lot. and who doesn't want a grown man whining into your mouth like a touch-starved puppy?? and he shivers a lot, it's like he's positively vibrating under your fingertips whenever you're close

loves it when you touch him back. it doesn't matter where, he wants your hands everywhere. pulling at his hair, squeezing his cheeks, grabbing at his sides, his ass, his back, everywhere. he'd do anything to keep your hands on him

also, once he gets comfortable, he's not-so-hesitant to initiate and take over control. not a Big Dom™ this guy (obviously) but he will gladly snatch you right into his lap and press your body to his as he kisses you breathless and clutches at your body all over

2022!Oswald make-out hcs:

oh honey, he's down. he's down down. he's in. paint him intrested. jesus fuck he loves it and he's not afraid to show it

and he's a ridiculously good kisser, too. he can get a bit too excited sometimes, trust me, but every time he gets sloppy, you know you're in for a good time

he has a generally dominating personality, he's confident in what he's doing, so don't be surprised if he sweeps you for a quick sesh every now and again. he loves it when you initiate it though, makes him feel loved and attractive

always has his hands on you. usually starts by pulling you in by your face or your waist, but boy do they love to travel. he knows you like the back of his hand, maps out every inch of you

pats and squeezes your ass a lot

a passionate kisser. he's so fucking into you it's not funny, and his kisses convey just that. you've got him wrapped around your pretty little finger

usually starts out slow and very sensual, cradling your cheek, smiling with you into the kiss, but sometimes, he's in a frienzy. either you got him all riled up or he's stressed out of his mind, then he will pull out the big guns immediately. hard, long, passionate and breathtaking, with his hands grabbing at your waist and pulling you right up against him, holding the back of your head to keep you right where he wants to, all the rizz baby

and about stress - this is his favourite way to relax. your hands have this magical ability to immediately get rid of any tension in him. and you don't have to ever worry about him being too rough because of stress - he always make sure you're alright. unless you want him to be rough, of course

there isn't a word out there that could describe how much he actually loves when you sit on his lap. you're so close to him and he has access to all of you and your scent is everywhere around him. absolutely loves that

and you have no idea how funny you got him feeling inside. he's never had anyone interested him simply because of him, and suddenly you're here, kissing him all over and calling him handsome and your hands are positively squeezing his sides and dragging down the nape of his neck, he's in heaven. he's never felt needed and wanted like this before

[impassociate]

What're your favorite HH ships? And can I request a doodle of your top one?

My top one is huskerdust because I'm predictable!

[Forgive the sloppiness. I don't draw them often enough hahaha]

I don't have a lot of HB ships. Chaggie is the go-to, Pentius/Cherri I love because it's so gd funny.

Radiostatic is growing on me, because a friend likes it and I've seen some funny art!

Also I can't not talk about adamsapple. I know a ton of people who are into it and while it's not in my top ships it deserves a shoutout because I'm not against it. I just think it's neat.

[consequencesofargentdawn]

Good evening COAD, this is not PCU related but after reading your info on Grim Dawn I wanted to give a small shout out to a team of resistance that is forming within Duskwood RP against the powergaming of the Grim Dawn who have forced their headcanon on to the zone as of late. I am a casual Duskwood roleplayer for many years but see a lot from the side lines especially around Darkshire. Grim Dawn have been trying to force their own IC council "laws" on everyone as of late but it seems that people are starting to stand up and fight back and restore the RP in accordance to the real in-game lore.

I won't name names or guilds as I know that the GD have a habit of forcefully trying to ruin others roleplay and obvious lore-breaking but I wish these guilds the best and I hope that they can restore an RP community to Duskwood that doesn't enforce headcanon or in any way ties back to the terrors of the GD.

Any concerted effort at opposing Grim Dawn is always supported here at CoAD. Curate your experiences and isolate the Grim Dawn out of RP you do not want to be involved with them. Like all spineless bullies Sloppy Slock will cower back and retreat if there is enough of a consistent push back against his guild.

We encourage anyone involved in the Duskwood scene who are not happy with the Grim Dawn bullying and harassing tactics to come and share their experiences (in full confidence) so we can better inform the wider community and make it clear that those who support racist, bigoted and sexist views are not welcome.

[kihaku-gato]

Last commissioned pruning of the year done 🎉not counting sis's rose of sharon pruning cause I would've done that one for free anyways and its a shrub not a gd tree

Very interesting to see the different situations different apple trees have. This one was interesting cause health-wise it's excellent, but structure-wise JFC WTF IS THAT TREE DOING-

the last pruning it ever had was extremely sloppy leaving deadwood through the tree, it had so many twisted and criss crossing branches-

and some of the criss cross branches were so big and old that the tree had FUSED SOME OF THE SAID BRANCHES TOGETHER. FUSED TOGETHER; AU-NATRUALE FREAK OF GRAFTED NATURE. Too far gone to prune off without taking major branches in exchange.

Sadly could not put said tree entirely in line since I definitely crossed over the 3rd rule just removing the crazy-twisty branches. next year if he hires me again I'll attack the old vertical branches next.

[potaosoup]

Alright, so I think this might be the next misinformation/anti-trans talking point and it's got me furious, cause it's just blatant misinterpretation of science.

So the BBC just published this article, with similar headlines echoed by several explicitly right-wing news outlets, including The Daily Signal, The Telegraph, and Hot Air (Red flag #1: absolutely no coverage from any scientific media orgs. or typically reputable sources). In it, Hannah Barnes, who - it should be noted - has based her entire recent career on peddling transphobic gender-critical rhetoric, writes:

"The original study of 44 children, who all took the controversial drugs for a year or more, found no mental health impact - neither benefits nor harm. But a re-analysis of that data now suggests 34% saw their mental health deteriorate, while 29% improved."

(Red flag #2: note the use of the word controversial, framing puberty blockers as a fairly debated topic when, in reality, are widely accepted by scientific and medical groups as a way to help trans youth work through the extremely hard time that is puberty along with proper medical treatment.)

The article continues by casting further doubt on the safety, usefulness, and necessity of puberty blockers, really nothing new as far as what we've seen before.

But if I know anything, it's that bigots of any kind just love having a little number that they can brandish, which makes sense, given that they almost never have any actual facts in their favour. So let's take a quick look at this groundbreaking new analysis they're referring to.

First and foremost, this analysis is not peer reviewed, and the disclaimer at the very top even says the following:

This article is a preprint and has not been peer-reviewed [what does this mean?]. It reports new medical research that has yet to be evaluated and so should not be used to guide clinical practice.

So any claims that this could directly cause serious reconsideration of well-established clinical guidelines are false. (People are making up untrue science to back anti-trans policies, yes, but medical organizations are absolutely not going to see this as a reason to change practices.)

Now, I am not in a position to make any substantive judgments on the numbers or how they were analyzed, but I would like to demonstrate how it is completely feasible to, with a basic level of scientific literacy, to just read the works that these people cite and actually understand what's being said here. All the following stuff is what I took straight from this analysis and the authors' own conclusions.

This is not a study casting doubt on the effects of puberty blockers.

What it is, is a look at some faulty data and possibly sloppy analysis. It's basically saying that when the original study used the average of all their results as their main conclusion from the data, they failed to highlight the range of both positive and negative experiences reported by participants (yes, think Spiders Georg)

The original study had an extremely small sample group of only 44, and by the end, only had 15 respondents. They also didn't have any control group, adding to the limited scope of the study. The 2023 re-analysis specifically says that these flaws in the methods are exactly why it shouldn't be used to draw broad conclusions about the effectiveness or safety of puberty blockers, and that we should really be looking at the different factors that could lead to either improvement or deterioration of trans kids' mental health.

Given the relatively low proportion of the sample in the clinical or borderline range, the rates of clinically significant change should be treated with caution. [...] Using the reliable and clinically significant change approach to analysis of clinical study data provides an opportunity for research teams in this field to conduct fuller analysis of their data to ascertain whether there are any variables which might predict which children with GD are most likely to benefit psychologically and which are most likely to deteriorate, rather than considering the group as uniform in likely response to treatment.

So, no, this isn't some earth-shattering evidence that puberty blockers are actually making kids more depressed. I don't think that we should be surprised that transphobes will try to twist the narrative in their favour - it's what they've always done. But I'd rather treat this as a moment to show how scientific literacy and the ability to spend even a few minutes digging into the headlines you see is one of the best ways to counter misinformation and to see the ways that the people trying to strip us of our rights use the articles and studies that people won't actually read to bolster their bigotry.

Of course, simply pointing out the flaws of their logic or misinterpretations of fact will not stop them from pursuing their hateful ideology, but it can equip you to see the rhetoric they're using and possibly keep yourself and others from falling down pipelines of disinformation in good faith.

Science and solidarity,

-Your local trans nerd

[iamthecomet]

Im trying to write a MountainDew sequel and I was like “hmm yes very sexy. Mountain will give Dew sloppy head, be a lil throat goat”. But now I’m 2k in, the entire plot has changed, and the chapter is just going to be angst and a lil comfort?!? Like, this is almost the opposite of where I planned for this to go.

How the hell have 2 fictional characters taken my own gd fic and ran far, far away with it?!? The smut has now been pushed off for the third chapter and Im just like 👹👹

I just wanted to scream these into this online void, cuz I cant do it irl. Anyways, I hope you’re having a a fun day!

You can scream about this here whenever you want! This happens to me so much. These little fuckers (affectionate) really do whatever the fuck they want don't they? I've tried to explain this phenomenon to non-writers and they sort of look at me like I'm nuts like "yeah, but...aren't you the one making it up?" NOT REALLY. NO. I am but a vessel for their angst and horniness. I hope your writing goes well and you get where you want it to be by the end. Either way, you know I'm always down for some angst!

[krispyweiss]

Song Review: Grateful Dead - “Tennessee Jed” (Live, Oct. 1, 1988)

In the grand Grateful Dead tradition of punting on the big ones, the keepers of the band’s vault chose a sloppy version of “Tennessee Jed” as the “All the Years Live” release that falls on the 82nd anniversary of Jerry Garcia’s birth.

One of the most-played songs in the GD repertoire - and a gd-simple one at that - “Jed” provides many sparkling examples from which to choose. This, from Oct. 1, 1988, in California, ain’t one of them.

Garcia muffs a ton of lyrics and his malaise filters down to his bandmates. Even keyboardist Brent Mydland, who typically shines on this song, is relatively subdued.

And when the band comes out of the resolving instrumental break, it’s all the players can do to keep the wheels rolling. So while this is not the song with which to turn someone on to your pleasin’ obsession, Garcia would probably get - and enjoy - the joke.

Grade card: Grateful Dead - “Tennessee Jed” (Live - 10/1/88) - C+

Read Sound Bites’ previous “All the Years Live” coverage here.

8/1/24

[hidingoutbackstage]

Uhh I’m in a creative block so I can’t give you a specific prompt per se, but something Chamberfield 👀 for love and yuri?

Hell yeah peace love and yuri (putting beneath a cut so as not to clog anyone’s dash but yuri should NEVER be hidden <3 so pls read)

Claire was a special kind of homesick. The kind where she was sitting here, in her two bedroom apartment, at the table eating cereal she’d gotten from the grocery store down the street, while wearing cozy pajamas. In all perspectives, she couldn’t be more home. And yet here she was, missing home desperately, because home wasn’t the two wooden chairs where one slightly rocks and the other creaks when sat on, home wasn’t the couch from a a garage sale with a few cigarette burns and various stains, home wasn’t the nightlight in her bedroom that she’d had since she was a child to keep her from waking up terrified and screaming in the dark.

Home was a person, a person who was currently halfway around the world, a person who Claire could feel as she wore said person’s cozy sweatshirt, as she gazed happily at a framed photo of the two of them on the windowsill, as her sloppy handwritten grocery list hung from the fridge with a heart shaped magnet. Despite the lingering feeling of her presence, Rebecca, Claire’s home, was not here, and Claire was getting sick with yearning.

Claire sighed, finally picking up her phone. She told herself she wouldn’t do this today, but to hell with it. She was missing her girlfriend more and more by the day, and she was growing sick of wanting. She flipped open her phone and went into her contacts. To hell with international cell phone charges too.

Of course Becky picked up, because it was Claire who was calling her. Claire half-expected her significant other to lecture her first about being unable to go a day without talking to her, but that never came. She simply answered the phone with a smile apparent in her voice. She called Claire “darling” as she always did, in that sing-song way she was so fond of that made Claire’s heart melt a little bit.

Bashfully, as if they were teenagers, Claire admitted to Becky why she had called. It was probably a given to both women, but Becky “awww”ed like it was the first time she’d heard Claire say the words “I miss you.”

They made idle chit chat. How was Philosophy University? It was good. How was work at home? It was boring. Have you heard from Chris lately? No, have you? No. Watch anything good recently? Not really, you? Not really. Tried out a new recipe for eggs. Oh how was it? I think I added too much oregano. Oh well, maybe next time. Maybe I’ll make it for you. Sounds perfect.

“I really miss you,” Claire blurted out. She dropped her spoon in her mostly-empty bowl of cereal, making a satisfying clang as it fell.

“I really miss you too,” Rebecca said automatically. “I wish I didn’t have to be out here so long, but-”

“Becky, you don’t have to explain anything. It’s work, I get it,” Claire said with a huff. “I just wish work didn’t separate you from me for so long.”

“Well, that’s what these phone calls are for, isn’t it?” She was trying to be gentle, Claire could tell.

“I know, I know,” Claire groaned. “Gd, I’m so clingy. I don’t know how you aren’t sick of me.”

Rebecca just laughed. “Darling, you know I could never get sick of you.” She made a little kiss noise through the phone. “I love you too much.”

They’d been saying those words for years, but sometimes they’d catch Claire off guard and fill her with youthful giddiness. “Yeah, I know.”

“You should distract yourself more when I’m not there.” Ah, Becky. Always a problem-solver. “Go out and do stuff with your other friends.”

Claire snorted. “What other friends? The ones that are as busy as we are?”

“Work friends, then.”

“Is this your polite way of telling me to fuck off and stop calling you, my dear?” Claire teased. Rebecca scoffed.

“I’m trying to help my lovely wife come up with some things to do in her spare time,” Rebecca said monotonously, clearly not even realizing her verbal blunder. Claire did, though, and straightened up to attention.

“Wife?” she blurted out. Rebecca was silent for a minute. “Hun?”

“…Listen,” Rebecca started, and Claire just burst out laughing.

“Oh, hun, you can’t just call me that and expect me to stop missing you!”

“I think of you like that sometimes, okay? We live together, we’ve been dating for a while, I…some of my students have asked if I have a boyfriend, and…”

“Becky, you are so cute,” Claire teased. “It’s fine. That was adorable.”

Rebecca sighed. “Can I hang up now or will you hate me forever? I’m supposed to be meeting with the university director in a few.”

Claire snickered. “Go on, my wife, go do your school things. I’ll just be here thinking about it for the rest of the day.”

Rebecca sputtered, and Claire could picture the woman’s cute blushing face. “I love you. Bye.”

“Bye, my wife!” Claire called giddily as she hung up.

The sharp pang of homesickness in Claire’s heart had faded, replaced by the soft, warm embrace of love.

[daesungindistress]

GD was recently at the Tom Sachs Rocket Factory Paintings exhibition in Seoul. Took pics of these 4 rockets, arranged them in a familiar grid format, and added a slapdash border, creating something that should be recognizable to VIPs 👀

NOTE: the red circles drawn around the rockets in the first two pics are my doing.

[smileandasong]

while green day has done a lot for us and our scene, what did you think about their new album and the way they promoted it...?

ALRIGHT, this is the last thing before i go to bed bgfgfddfsadsa (i need to stop making such big and declarative statements, who am i trying to fool? insert the pic of the clown putting on make-up) so like. green day. creators of my favorite album of all time (american idiot) and a direct influence behind the majority of my favorite bands and the scene as a whole. and even though i love them dearly and they will always have a special place in my heart, they’re not like mcr or fob in that i like every album they’ve put out like uno dos and tre? lol do i even need to say anything??? but even so, i will take those ANY day over father of all motherfuckers, dear GOD, i cringe just typing the title out. not only is the music subpar at best, but the biggest offense is just what you brought up: the way they chose to promote it in the most blatant and obnoxious ‘aging Gen-X trying to vibe with the kids’ way possible, but also the condescending ‘we know punk, dammit, you kids shut the fuck up and take notes’. like!!! you cannot simultaneously pander and insult your target demo, boys! and there’s also the fact that they’re trying so hard to be ‘punk fucking ROCK’ still (and yeah, you can argue they never really were punk to begin with, but that’s another can of worms entirely), but you really can’t be punk after you’ve won grammys and nickelodeon kid’s choice awards and a broadway musical came out based on your music. they really haven’t been able to have this label since dookie broke mainstream popularity, and i’m p sure billie has even cited this (forgive me if i’m wrong/lacking a source, i’m tired ahahaha) in the past. so the fact that they’re so desperately trying to reclaim that punk throne now, on their thirteenth album, after they’ve made millions and lived a celebrity lifestyle for years? lol, okay boomer...

[nymini]

Edelgard's route was a hot mess, they really did tag that one on last minute, didn't they...

[consequencesofargentdawn]

More news and update regarding the sloppy tactics of Grim Dawn in Duskwood.

Yesterday we witnessed them launch a completely random surprise force-arrest upon the GM of a guild in Darkshire. This was all public in the town hall, and resulted in the rest of the GD cronies conveniently appearing in the hall within minutes to fight members of said guild. I whispered some from the guild who were attacked and they expressed great stress at the fact they were not even informed, talked with nor was anything discussed/reasoned with in this foolish attempt to essentially force kill a guild and completely alter the course of their guild plans. This also happened at almost 1am on a Saturday evening and was confirmed by multiple members of the guild that they didn't even know any of this was going to happen whatsoever - so there was no prior OOC discussion or agreements from GD towards said guild. More GD lackeys making themselves look like utter fools by forcing authority upon other guilds in that zone and then having to do the walk of shame back outside when said guild doesn't put up with their shit and entertain petty political grabs for power. It's clear that those affiliated don't care for creating enjoyable roleplay for others. They rely on metagaming and pathetic power tactics to feel a sense of superiority. Send the flood, COAD.

All we can say to our readers is "You are the flood", we are but the simple messengers. We do have to ask our readers though - is this what you want the Alliance to degrade into? A washed out, inept version of the Rotgarde doing the same type of bullyboy tactics to get legitimacy? Show them that they are not able to push you around and edit them out of your RP.

We also encourage that you screenshot your interactions with the Grim Dawn, screenshot, screenshot, screenshot. They will always contest there is "NO PROOF!!!!11" Despite there already being a small burial mounds worth. Screenshot and submit here, we will do so with total anonymity on your behalf.

[faultedleader-archived]

group verse things. ( pre - verse and whatnot. )

bellamy is the golden boy in his mother’s eyes. praises and compliments all around. it’s behavior that’s normalized for him. he expects the attention and thrives in it. until the age of 15. it becomes obvious that at such a young age, he shouldn’t be soul care taker for his baby sister ( only 11 years old. ) his mother shoudn’t be openly doing drugs in the house. shouldn’t have various men traipsing in and out at all hours of the day and night. he lashes out. promises to leave immediately.

at the age of 18, he’s been accepted to college and all too happily leaves his home. ( not as happy to leave octavia with their mother. ) it’s when he starts a life of his own. meets his first serious girlfriend -  one clarke griffin. and even brings octavia to his dorm to visit. 

his studies are most important. only avoiding them when it comes to octavia and clarke. he’s, for the most part, has completely pushed his mother out of his life. she’s dead to him. too toxic to want to be apart of her life. bellamy works towards getting his degree. already set in being a history professor.

bellamy and clarke are on and off again during his time spent for himself. up until the point when she graduates and moves on to medical school. they try the long distance thing, but to no avail. 

the job offer comes from a college in washington dc, which he gladly accepts. moving for the job opportunity and to be closer to octavia. where he runs into clarke for the first time in nearly a year.

** note; bellamy will always refer to his and octavia’s mother as aurora. she is nothing more than the woman who gave birth to him. he doesn’t talk to her. doesn’t see her. only brought up on occasion.

hmu for other connections, yo.