#ugly ass fags

[philomelek]

What a peculiar disheveled twinkish god that is uhm

[realmeatgrinder]

I fucking hate Hazbin Hotel. Its a shit ass show with hideous characters. its not even funny its not good theyre all ugly and it brings me so much rage everytime i see it somewhere. The swearing is so forced that its actually embarrassing. I hate that pink spider fag that white ass demon that stupid red radio deer and that twink owl. I hate them all every single one of them and its fans. They all make me wanna shoot myself

[the-soliloquies-of-sadists]

#351

“Shithead, what the fuck are you doing?  Who the fuck do you think you are?  You are a faggot, a cum guzzling, ass eating, piss drinking faggot.  When I took you in, I told you I expect obedience from you.  If you wanted my cock to fuck you several times a day, you needed to be obedient.  Obedient!  You said you’d live to follow my orders.  So explain yourself?  What the fuck was that upstairs?...

“…Aw don’t even.  Look.  Tonight was going to be the night I introduce you to my three best buds.  Of course I gave them full access to you.  You don’t have a say.  So when Brutus wants to shove his fat finger into you, you let him.  That cunt between your legs is not your cunt, but mine.  And if he wants to shove his dirty finger in you, then I want it in there.  He works hard logging all day.  He’s entitled to a cunt to use as he sees fit, and he knows my cunts are expected to satisfy him.  He doesn’t deserve a faggot who has no rights to balk.  Now why the fuck did you pull away?...

“Are you fucking kidding me?  I don’t give a shit you find him ugly and fat.  He and I go way back.  Yeah, he ain’t the prettiest, and being 6’6”, he’s quite large.  He works long and hard logging, and he eats quite well.  You would be surprised at his muscles under that chunk.  Along with his nasty personality, he can’t seem to get or keep a woman.  That’s why he uses faggots.  He loves treating them like shit, humiliating them, degrading them, raping them, beating them, all the good stuff.  So when a faggot balks, well,… you are going to find out that that’s not good for you.

“So you are going to go back up there and you will apologize to the man.  There is nothing else to do.  You got that?...  Good.

“Where the fuck are you going?  I didn’t dismiss you.  You see the belt doubled over in my hand?  You see that I am wearing sweatpants, so you know… this is coming!  Fucker, don’t move.  You need to be welted up.  Obedience is not obedience if infractions aren’t punished.  Now stand there and don’t fucking move.  You move more than a step or put up any resistance, I will have my bud Jim upstairs castrate you.  He castrates all his fagmeat.  He indicated to me he’s not interested in you as a fuck slave, but damn he would love to take your balls from you.

“Now that’s only three swats.  Cry if you want.…  In fact, scream out.  Let them hear that you are atoning for your disobedience….  Now turn around.  I want to welt up your chest and the front of your legs….  Oh fuck!  Between your pathetic crying out to the snap sound of leather striking fag flesh, I am getting fucking hard.

“There.  Oh look at that, the welts are starting to form.  Fuck yeah.  If I didn’t want Brutus to first fuck you tonight, I would be shoving my cock in my cunt and unloading.

“Here take my belt.  Oh look, there’s some blood on it.  Turn around I want to see where you are bleeding.  Fuck, your back looks amazing.  Those welts look like they belong there.  That one is bleeding a little.  Good.  Let the blood run down your skin. 

“Now before we go back upstairs, let me tell you what is going to happen.  I want you to go up to Brutus, and in the most submissive pose you can apologize to him.  Offer him my belt to finish your punishment for pulling away from his finger.  Beg him to ignore your pleas.  Tell him that my cunt between your legs is cleaned out and is his ready to be raped. 

“You are to be obedient to him tonight and tomorrow.  He’s way more demanding than I am.  He’s going to beat the shit out of you.  Rape you too.  Even though he’s enormous and fat, you would think his dick would be tiny.  No, his cock is enormous, big and fat just like him.  Every single faggot I bring to him seems to ignore his ugly mug or his chunkiness once they see his gigantic cock, yet there is always regret once the raping begins.

“You get the extra benefit of having pissed him off first.  I’m going to enjoy seeing you suffer like that.  Now get upstairs.  I can’t wait to see you completely welted up with a shredded cunt.”

[humiliatemeplesse]

Your company sent your department to one of those confidence and character building places for a week. It was remote, out in the woods in the mountains near a river. Everyone was assigned a bunckmate from other groups that were there. Y'all slept in tiny rooms with one bunk bed. The guy you were bunked with looked kinda mean but you thought well we won't be in here very much, we get up at 4am and go to bed at 8am. But your bunkmate had ideas. The very first night you were there and ready to go to bed he shut the door and jumped up on the top bunk. Then he said "I know you're a faggot, I hate fucking faggots. So if I gotta bunk with one you're gonna do what I tell you asswipe." He kicked off his boots. "Sniff 'em homo, put your ugly faggot face in my sweaty fucking socked feet and sniff 'em. Kiss 'em. Massage 'em. Or I'll fucking kick your teeth out ass sniffer." You were terrified of him, you actually started shaking. You one this guy could kill if he wanted to. So you started sniffing his socks. "That's it cock breath, you do what you're told and I won't snap your fucking neck. Look at you, sniffing a guy's dirty sweaty socks, not even arguing about doing such a humiliating thing. What a weak little fag. I was pissed that they sent to this fucking thing but maybe it'll be fun...for me." Over the week you worshipped his sweaty socked feet every night at bedtime and he also used your mouth as his spittoon, urinal and snot rag. He'd jerk off every night and then make you lick up his cum off of the floor. He verbally degraded you so much and so bad you actually cried every night. On the last night after you had serviced him and done every humiliating thing he told you to, you wrote down your name, address and phone number and gave it to him and asked him very politely in a begging tone that he come to your place whenever he wanted and treat you however he wanted to, you said a faggot like you needed to be treated like the subhuman he had been treating you like. "You pathetic, dirty, diseased, plague on this earth faggot, I can't fucking believe how low you pieces of shit will go." But, he took your address and put it in his pocket.

[underworld-park-offical]

KENNY: Aww shit.

TOLKIEN: What?

KENNY: I fucked up this water sort puzzle level.

TOLKIEN: I don’t…

TOLKIEN: I DON’T HAVE WATER SORT PUZZLE???

KENNY: Well.

KENNY: You do now.

TOLKIEN: Kenneth.

TOLKIEN: How much battery is left on my phone.

KENNY: Errrrrmmmmmm….

KENNY: …

TOLKIEN: Kenneth. Jason. McCormick.

TOLKIEN: If my battery is below 50% I am going to beat your ass.

KENNY: …

KENNY: …. 25%....

TOLKIEN: Right. That’s it. I’m beating your ass.

KENNY: WAITWAITWWAITWAIWTIATWW.

TOLKIEN: What.

KENNY: Please don’t beat my ass!

TOLKIEN: Give me one good reason to not to.

KENNY: UH- uhhhhhh….

KENNY: Craig!

TOLKIEN: What.

KENNY: He- He has a portable charger!

KENNY: 

CRAIG: Erm, Kenny, what the ACTUAL sigma, you fucking L rizz fanum tax.

CRAIG: Who the FUCK are you to spread these rumors about me?!

CRAIG: Literally canceling you on Tumblr rn.

CRAIG: Smh my head, this is SO not that that me espresso! 

TOLKIEN: Shut the fuck up, Craig…

CRAIG: Let me Mountain Dew it for ya. 

KENNY: Bro my ass is boutta to become grass in two minutes if you don’t give it to me!!!

CRAIG: Ok, and?

CRAIG: Skill issue.

KENNY: CRAIG, PLEASE!!!!

CRAIG: Erm, chat, do you see this loser?

KENNY: CRAAAAAAAAAIGGGGG!!!!

TOLKIEN: That’s it.

TOLKIEN: Kenny, c’mere.

KENNY: NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

(WHACK BAM WHAM UUUUUWAAAAAHHHHHHHHH) 

CRAIG: Whhhh...

CRAIG: W--

CRAIG: Chat.

CRAIG: Chat what the flip.

CRAIG: What the actual sigma.

CRAIG: Th--

CRAIG: …

CRAIG: GUYS SHUT THE ACTUAL FREAK UP!!!!

CRAIG: THIS IS LIKE SO SUPER IMPORTANT THIS IS NOT SKIBIDI WHAT THE SIGMA.

CRAIG: IM GONNA ACTUALLY JEFF THE KILL MYSELF.

KENNY: OH WHERE WAS THIS ATTITUDE WHILE TOLKIEN JEFF THE KILLED ME???

TOLKIEN: Let’s be real, you brought that on yourself.

KENNY: No <3

TOLKIEN:

TOLKIEN: I’m surrounded by idiots.

STAN: WOULD IDIOTS BE TRYING TO ABDUCT YOU IN YOUR SLEEP????

TOLKIEN: Aaaand we woke up Shane Dawson.

TOLKIEN: Great.

TOLKIEN: Perfect.

TOLKIEN: Wonderful.

TOLKIEN: What next, the piss baby?

CRAIG: TOLKIEN THIS IS NOT THE TIME TO TALK ABOUT YOUR L RIZZ KAI CENAT ZERO GYATT!!

CRAIG: MY ARCH NEMESIS GREGORY_CUTIE_PIE_3RD.

CRAIG: HAS STOLEN MY ACCOUNT INFORMATION.

STAN: HE WORKS FOR THEM!!!

STAN:THE GOVERNMENT!!!! THE ALIENS!!! ALL OF THEM!!!

STAN: THE GAYS ARE THE ROOT OF ALL EVIL!!!

CRAIG: YEAH! THIS IS THE FAGS FAULT!

TOLKIEN: Oh my fucking goddd….

STAN: FAG? FEROCIOUS ANONYMOUS GOVERNMENT SPY!

STAN: IT’S CONFIRMED!!!

KYLE: Guys, it's Pride Month.

KYLE: Don’t do this right now.

CRAIG: EWWW!!!! FAGGOTRY!!!!

CARTMAN: Uhm? Excuse me? Your attitudes towards gay people is deeply offensive and completely unacceptable. How can you justify such bigotry and discrimination in this day and age? Everyone has the right to love and be loved without facing discrimination or hate from people like you. Your attitude perpetuates ignorance and division in our society. It's deeply disappointing to see such intolerance in this day and age. 

CARTMAN: I hope you realize the harm your beliefs cause and consider the importance of empathy and acceptance towards all individuals, regardless of sexual orientation.

TOLKIEN: Great, now you woke blue hair and pronouns.

CARTMAN: Wow, really? Is that the best you can do? Reduce my identity to my appearance and my pronouns? It's incredibly disrespectful and ignorant to dismiss who I am with such shallow labels. My hair and my pronouns are part of my identity, and they deserve respect. If you can't respect who I am, I am not interested in continuing this conversation with you.

CRAIG: This is literally why I hate fags. 

KYLE: Dude…

CRAIG: THE FAG IS POSTING UGLY ASS SELFIES ON MY BLOG!

CRAIG: TAINTING MY DAMN PAGE WITH HIS READING RAINBOW LITTLE WEE WEE!

CRAIG: BLUD LOOKS LIKE HE GOT A FUCKING GASTRIC BYPASS!

CRAIG: LIPOSUCTION HEADASS!!!

CRAIG: Guys I’m officially becoming demon-phobic.

CARTMAN: I'm genuinely taken aback by your racist remarks against demons. It's incredibly disrespectful and hurtful to demonkind, using them as a target for racism is not only absurd but also deeply insensitive. It's important to understand that such language perpetuates harmful stereotypes and can be hurtful to those who enjoy creative works involving demons. Please reconsider your words and think about the impact they can have on others.

CRAIG: Womp to the fucking womp.

CARTMAN: EXCUSE ME????

CRAIG: Don’t talk to me, I’m mewing rn.

KENNY: Lord have mercy.

KENNY: Please let my bitch of a sister fucking die.

KENNY: Dear god please. 

KENNY: If you love me, let me be an only child again.

TOLKIEN: Kenny what the fuck.

TOLKIEN: That’s your sister.

KENNY: And?

TOLKIEN: I doubt you’d actually let her die.

KENNY: Shit you right.

KENNY: She still owes me twenty dollars for that McDonalds I got her last week.

TOLKIEN: Okay, do you have anyone who can come get her outta there?

TOLKIEN: Not sure if it's a good idea to go out there with murderous, probably bloodthirsty demons running around.

KENNY: …

KENNY: …

KENNY: …

KENNY: …

KENNY: …

KENNY: …

KENNY: I know who to call.

SHITASS: snrrk nsnzznnzzzzzzzzzzz...,.

[  ♫ WE CAN GO GYATT FOR GYATT  ♫  ]

[  ♫ FUCK THAT, WE CAN GO RIZZ FOR RIZZ  ♫  ]

SHITASS: fhnfnhmmghfghg.

SHITASS: [yawn]

SHITASS: You’ve reached Captain Shitass, 

SHITASS: Unfortunately I cannot take your calls, but I’ll be available in the ‘morrow, no, before you ask, I don’t do balloons anymore.

SHITASS: Please leave a message after the be--

KENNY: Shut up, fecal failure, I’m not here to make you a birthday mascot. KENNY: We got some demon wranglin to do!

SHITASS: OH FUCKNUGGETS IS THE WAR COMIN???

KENNY: Don’t know, probably!

SHITASS: WHAT DO YOU MEAN PROBABLY????

SHITASS: ARE WE GOIN’ TO WAR OR NOT?

KENNY: Look babycakes, it's hard to guess if a big storm’s comin, but we ain’t takin’ no damn chances. KENNY: Besides, Karen still owes me McDonalds money.

SHITASS: Oh, this is over Donnie’s? Fuck yeah, I’m in. 

KENNY: Wait, really?

SHITASS: Uh, yeah!

SHITASS: I don’t fuck around when it comes to McDonalds.

SHITASS: Mcdonald’s is an important necessity to the American economic system. 

KENNY: Oh thank god. KENNY: After this, can we kill her? KENNY: Like actually?

SHITASS: Uh, yeah.

SHITASS: She’s a fucking cunt and I hate her.

KENNY: THANK GOD.

SHITASS: You wanna do it or should I?

KENNY: Oh I’d be fine with either, long as she dies. KENNY: Gets her outta my hair and me back to being an only child.  KENNY: Afterward, my life will be nothing but bliss. 

SHITASS: Aight bet.

SHITASS: By the way, where the fuck are you?

SHITASS: Usually you come over to my place with a loaded gun, pointing at me and forcing me to do a jester jig like a common peasant. 

KENNY: Haha. KENNY: Funny story.

SHITASS: Oh good robot lord, are you hiding in a bush to throw corn at me?

SHITASS: You’re not gonna tase my balls and yell “dance, peasant dance”?

SHITASS: You did that the LAST time you said you had somethin’ funny to tell me

SHITASS: Then you covered me in worms and rat shit as I mourned over my now broken balls.

KENNY: Nononono shawty it’s actually sososo funny.

SHITASS:Y’know, I can’t have children anymore, right?

SHITASS: So I feel like im inclined to not fucking believe you.

KENNY: Nononono It’s ACTUALLY funny.

SHITASS: I swear on robot jesus if you tase my ASSHOLE I will rip off YOUR balls!

KENNY: WOAHHH BUDDY! LET ME TELL MY STORY NO NEED TO MAKE IT GAY.

SHITASS: Kenneth aren’t we boyfriends?

KENNY: SHUT UPPPPP, Okay, so like.  KENNY: You know ouija boards, right? KENNY: And weed?

SHITASS: Of course I know what fucking weed is.

SHITASS: We rolled blunts with used tissues in the Walmart dumpster last week.

SHITASS: Mine tasted like blood and boogers.

KENNY: Oh yeahhhh! KENNY: Anyways. KENNY: We all got REALLY high one night, KENNY: And we decided to talk to a buncha ghosts, cuz that's what you do when you’re blitzed, ya know? KENNY: Then, Craig continued talkin’ to em after we all dipped cuz we didn’t wanna, y’know, DIE. KENNY: So now we’re all targets cuz his ass decided follower counts are more important than life.

SHITASS: Of course he did.

SHITASS: What a fucking idiot.

KENNY: RIGHT????

SHITASS: They know about the prophecy? Or like, about us? 

KENNY: Pssh, nah.

SHITASS: Thank god, let's keep it that way.

SHITASS: Anyone else with her?

KENNY: Craig’s sister I think.

SHITASS: Ew, there’s more than one??

KENNY: Un-fucking-fortunately.

KENNY: Kill ‘em, dung disaster, I love you.

SHITASS: Love you too, miserable cunt.

SHITASS: Welp,

SHITASS: We’re all gonna die.

(Edits made by @pissblanket)

[fucksurass]

DEAD? Park!

Pt.3

Stan: Kenny...? You um-

Stan: Yesterday you were all... Weird? Now youre um.... Not..

Kyle: What hes trying to say is, What the hell happened after school yesterday because you actually look... Okay.

Stan: Yeah you dont look like a mess like after Pocket got here. You left insane and came back chillin. What happened?

Kenny: You mean apart from fucking Cartmans mom?

Cartman: WHAT KENNY- YOU- I HOPE YOU FALL ON YOUR POOR UGLY ASS-

Kenny: Im kidding! I read porn and imagined fucking her!

Cartman: THAT DOESNT MAKE IT ANY BETTER YOU DIRTY-

Kenny: And I said to myself, Im going crazy! No one died! Im just a little messed up right now because of stress! So I whipped out my weiner and started jacking it.

Cartman: Dear god, can Kenny please fall off his chair and bust his ass.

Kyle: Awe Kenny come on!!

Stan: Not what I wanted to hear today.

Kenny: What? At least im not acting crazy anymore. Id say this is normal.

Stan: ....

Cartman: ....

Kyle: ....

Kyle Cartman and Stan: Yeah hes got a point. Id believe it. Regular Kenny.

Kenny: Oh and those books arent gonna help you at all Stany boi. I suggest giving it up.

Stan: Come on dude... Let a man dream...

Kenny: Wendys probably a lesbian dude.

Kyle: Yeah she probably totally definitely is.

Stan: What...?

Kyle: Yeah... You should go for someone el-

Cartman: Faggot.

Kyle: Shut the fuck up Cartman!

Stan: Yeah! Wendys not a faggot! Im sure she'll come back. She always does...

Cartman: That went over your whole head, Stan.

Stan: What went over my head?

Kyle and Cartman: *face palm*

Mr. Garrison: Okay class.... Sadly and Unfortunately for me... Theres another.. New student-

Kenny: WAH thud! OW!!

Cartman: BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA THANK YOU GOD

Ze Mole: Fuck god!

Kenny: Stop laug- ....Mole..?

Garrison: You know him?

Stan: All four of us do! Hey man!

Garrison: Thats cool. Anyway say hello to Christofeet- Chris- Christophne something or other or- Just call him Ze Mole.

Ze Mole: I have returned on behalf of Gregory. I wanted to ask if La Resistance lived on after I- er left... For.. War?

Pip: Hello Mole!

Ze Mole: Ah... You are here..

Cartman: Yeah we all hate Pip too dont worry.

Ze Mole: Sure.

Stan: Kenny? Oh not again... I swear..

Kyle: What- Oh...

Mr. Garrison: Can we please sit down? Im still teaching. Who else in here is gay?

Cartman: STAN AND KAH- OW KAHL WHAT THE FUCK

Ze Mole: ...Why are you looking at me like zat Kenny? Stop.

Pip: In a matter of seconds, dear Mole, Kenny well have assumed your death.

Ze Mole: How-

Kenny: Okay I am seriously fucking positive we WATCHED that guy die!

Stan: Come on Kenny! You were doing great!

Kyle: You almost had it then you blew it!

Kenny: We watched it happen guys! Cartman didnt turn off the alarm and he got attacked by guard dogs-

Ze Mole: I hate guard dogs... What a terrible way to die! Do not wish zat on me!!

*CLANG*

Cartman: Haha! Sick!

Stan: Oh my god! Ze Mole killed Kenny!

Kyle: You french bastard!

Mr. Garrison: Please be careful with that thi-

Ze Mole: Was my mozer careful when she shot me in my leg while I vas still in ze womb?!

Mr. Garrison: ...I guess not.

Craig: Dude sit down! You killed Kenny!

Red: Whos Kenny-

Ze Mole: Do not worry.

Ze Mole: Though he dies, La Resistance lives on.

Cartman: Nobody gives a crap about Las resilience! Lets all just wait for the rats to consume Kennys body so we can continue naming all the fags in the classroom.

Mr. Garrison: Lets all listen to the fat kid.

Clyde: Guys im not a faggot...

Pt. 2

Pt. 4

[exmotranny]

i was a godfearing christian daughter

wearing a green tulle dress

and now im an ugly athiest son

and my ripped jeans look like a mess

i was a girl bowing to god

i was holding my scriptures on saturday night

now im a kid with nowhere to go

sitting with my friends, laughing in the moonlight

i was stupid, not happy

ignorance not really bliss

but now i'm a fag still in the church i hate

i don't think anyone's winning in this

i sigh and bow my head

oh, great god on high

but i don't hear his voice

just white noise

it echoes 'till im deaf

and i don't see no angels

just bright lights

and they flash 'till i'm blind

and i wish i could go back

i wish i could rewind

but i can't

so i get drunk off of lies and stupid little things

like a new name, and what if that person could love me

and what if my parents found a new routine

and what if i escaped into a religion that i could see

the god of, and what if he was really true

and what if my faith wasn't good enough, what would i do

if god came alive and i didn't pass the test

spend eternity alone, since i couldn't be the best

but for now i'll be a queer and look up at the stars

and in the corner of my eye i see the hurt, i see the scars

i see the pain and the hope and the ones who didn't care

and i see you, too, i see you right there

and god forbid, i decide to leave this fucked up scene

where everyone is hurt, where no one knows anything

please don't stop me, don't tell anyone a thing

need to make a clean break, no loose ends or left strings

and hey babe, its not like i'm contemplating suicide

but every night when i go to bed and i close my eyes

i want to sleep, i want to go, and i want to never wake again

a fate i wouldn't want for you, my dear pretty friend

but im ugly and dumb and stupid and mean

and so many times i've fucked up i don't deserve anything

i don't deserve happy endings and i don't deserve escape

i'm in a shitty cult, i have to be, i should have to stay

i should die and bleed and sink into the cold wet ground

i should cry, get lost and never get found

i should go away and never fall asleep

and i wont think of you, not a single thing

cause i have to let go, i'm not allowed to care

even when your scent is left in my hair

even when every time i think of you i cry

and i realize how much i don't want to die

i was a godfearing loveless angry quiet

christian daughter wearing a tulle dress

and now im a soft spoken sad boy in love

and i wish i wouldn't think of you at all

and i wish i wasn't such a goddamn mess

and i wish you'd stop looking at me

and i wish i could die

and i wish you'd hold my hand

and i wish i didn't cry

im a godfearing faggot who wants to be deceased

im an ugly ass sad boy full of poetry

im full of words and bugs and both are spilling out

and it'll be blood next, what a pleasure to takeout

all my guts and organs and blood and my brains

and on the outside pretend that i'm totally okay

i get drunk off of lies

i get drunk off of names

i get drunk off of you and our stupid little games

and i get drunk off of music and i get drunk off of art

and when i don't have poems to write i just fall apart

and poems are neat, stay in the cage

but this one i write sprawled over the page

cause big emotions don't fit

in itty bitty words

cause it's hard to get them out

it's hard to explain hurt

and i go in circles and write until it strips me

of everything i have, my agency

and you witness, you see all of me

but to conclude, you have to see

i love you

and i hate me

and i was a godfearing, angry, good old christian daughter

and now i'm just a son, and all i do is think

and i think that god's a stupid fucking creep

and he doesn't have a plan for me

and i think that i love you

and i think that i can't sleep

[mirbaw]

my yuu and the cat

sources: x - x 2nd drawing translation: and that fucking cat you already make me start the day like shit horrible on top of that look at the ugly ass face he has (puto is this case means fag but idk how to translate it really)

[vole-mon-amour]

chapter 67:

those looks and smiles at each other. :')

lmao. you tell them, Sebastian. a bit too late, but you just gotta tease your master, huh.

more reading under cut.

chapter 68:

this is so CUTE. it's like they're home but this is even cuter somehow. the devil has to be a nanny to all of those kids & and it's cute not because of the kids, but because of the way Seb is drawn? his expression and the pose are doing something to me.

these two, I swear.

chapter 69:

honestly, what's with this? like, in the anime it makes zero sense. doesn't make much more sense in the manga, either.

never thought i'd see Sebastian mad, annoyed, and tired because of some homework. dude, you're literally a demon. you were doing all of that at home with easy while also taking care of the staff. pull yourself together.

that little left remark is hilarious and should've been in the show.

Yeah... I would like to see his real teaching method, too. I can't unsee this in a sexual context. *Professor* Michaelis. The arched back, the position of the hand. The look from under his lashes. This moment in the anime should've been sluttier.

"if you order me" so basically Seb wants to be his lap kitty on a short leash.

Ciel is so smug & Seb just likes being ordered around and be his (and spend time with him).

"give me written proof" now THAT makes sense. did I miss this or they didn't add this to the anime?

chapter 70:

what I don't understand is what's the point of being someone's fag? like, you're a butler in school where you still need to do your homework, go to classes, all of that? couldn't be me.

this? is sexual(ized).

also, all those "pretty boys"? long(er) hair, feminine beauty. even the name, "Joanne". you're telling me that's a boy? there's a pattern, just like Ciel in a dress. Maurice, too. straight up a female.

this is a cute moment tbh.

this is so wholesome. a friend, almost. though yeah, in another situation i'd ship.

The Husbands (TM) are regretting every second of this, lol.

Soma literally said, "Hey! Get back here!" I feel bad for the elephant.

"you bastard, I shouldn't have called you" "pretending not to know them" lmaoooo. #married

chapter 71:

Soma, you're soooo sneaky. x) So adorable though.

"I'm free!" lmaooo

gotcha! asshole.

oh, Ciel. x) if he was sleeping, he could've went to bed at least.

I need this piece of shit to die immediately. where's Sebastian? jfc, that last one throws me back to when Ciel was raped.

ugly ass bitch. you deserve this.

Seb, you chose this. x)

[philomelek]

He loved getting manhandled so bad what the hell

[illegallymale]

honestly being a queer man and specifically a trans man is both so alienating around non-queer men and around non-man queers that sometimes it really does feel like my only solace is other queer men. and i don’t need cis approval to exist as a trans man but it is always nice to bond with other gay men about both what i find attractive about other men and attractive about myself as i continue to get gender euphoria from my changes on testosterone and not have to feel guilty about trying to be overly masculine to appease cishet men or hiding my masculinity to be allowed into queer spaces. i love exchanging dick pics with my fav fags and them commenting on how much i’ve grown since my last pics. i love explaining that i’m usually too dysphoric to take pictures of my fully nude body because of chest dysphoria for the bear i’m talking to to say “no worries mine are bigger” and send me pics of his fat tits and give me tips on taking my own pics like his. i love men commenting on how much thicker my body hair has gotten or deeper my voice has gotten or the changes in texture of my hair. i love men commenting on how my boysmell has changed and gotten stronger. i love them commenting on my ass hair as they’re fucking me, fingering me, eating my ass. it’s nice to be able to be so excited about my testosterone changes without having to worry about accidentally triggering someone else’s dysphoria or for someone to chime in how ugly they find bodies like mine. it’s nice to feel so unapologetically male around other queers and so unapologetically queer around other men. it makes me feel so comfortable and sexy to be able to be myself and be excited about my transition specifically because it makes me feel more at home in my own body as a self made man

[tellevangeline]

(Photo of me and my husband by @mettieostrowski on insta)

Caroline Polachek as a Sociological Phenomena and why it’s Important to Gatekeep Twinks.

So there I was (picture unrelated) waiting for the train at 10:30 PM on a Sunday so I can go take some extra estradiol from a generous friend at a gay bar, full incognito, wearing a fucking hoodie, I’m so tired I spent all day working on the flier for my new absurdist drag bingo because I and everyone I know are walking parodies of bushwick transexuals.

Train is taking forever so I have some time to kill, and I decide (d? Should I care about continuity? I am not a writer, I’m an author.)

Anyway I decided to put the recent Caroline Polachek album on, which is big for me because I have been a bit of a Caroline Polachek denier. I listened to Chairlift very casually when I was a teenager but I was far from die hard and since then I’ve kind of just thought of her as an unfortunate but all too common case of a talented musician being so aggressively HAIM-Pilled that it’s practically deafening. I say this as a dyke with love for all dykes❤️

Also the “new queen of artpop” claims coming from the exact type of 5’8 naturally dirty blonde he/they’s I’ve made it my life goal to disagree with at all times are really not helping her case for me.

Because here’s my thing. I’m a Kate Bush ride or die, surprising I know. I have I’ve always been a coward tattooed below my collarbones like the only 1% I’ll ever be a part of is her Spotify listeners.

But here’s the tea, if you’re not ready and willing to hee haw like a fucking donkey on a song that’s probably about some form of domestic abuse you just aren’t the new queen of artpop. I do make the rules and to be honest the only people in pop music right now not named lady fucking gaga who has the panache, the gaul, the unwavering commitment to pull stunts and shenanigans on that level are Ethel Cain and Lingua Ignota, especially since FKA Twigs decided she wanted to live a happy and fulfilling life (and good for her, thank you for all the good times queen)

And Caroline is simply not there, she’s too squeaky clean and widely appealing to go to those absurd and ugly places that make a Bjork.

Now my personal cocomelon/surrogate father figure Anthony Fantano the Internet’s Busiest Music Nerd did love her album, and I usually agree with his takes (mbdtf is mid you just love it because it was baby’s first concept album and you have a deep yearning to return to a time in your life where you first realized music could be art) BUT WHILE I AGREE WITH MANY OF HIS TAKES (sorry) my one glaring exception is that he never takes how cunt something is into consideration while evaluating a piece of music, and by that I do mean that he said gaga peaked at fame monster and 212 is the only good azealia banks song. He doesn’t have the tools to engage with music in a fag like manor, so when we’re dealing with music for gays, I don’t trust him.

And then last night I saw a Drag Queen named The Illustrious Pearl perform welcome to my island as a showgirl vampire wearing rhinestoned knee pads and frankly if Caroline is good enough for her she’s certainly good enough for me.

And I’m gonna be really vulnerable here, I really enjoyed the album. Like, there’s about as much art in it’s pop as cranberry in a gay bar vodka cran but it’s damn good pop and the art adds a nice little aftertaste.

I believe is definetely my favorite, those Rhythm Nation/Mortal Kombat ass synth hits always make me convulse (America Has A Problem is my favorite track off Renaissance) (it took me a whole 2 minutes to spell renaissance right) but I also like welcome to my island a lot and I at least liked everything else except for Billions which sounds like a song that was rejected from The Sensual World because Kate would never release a song that non-violent.

But it was cute. I have a meeting with a literal church upstate that is trying to book me for their pride drag show tomorrow and one of them just texted me “Brainstorming with the Holy Spirit is so exciting and so fruitful ✝️💜✝️) and I believe those synth hits on I Believe will carry me through my challenges tomorrow. Love Down.

Xoxo

-Evangeline

[crowdedstrangers]

people on this website especially love to say faggot but like honestly it is such an ugly word. out of all of the slurs you could call yourself to compensate for lack of personal identity why would u use that ugly ass word. i mean even fag is better. idk people on here are so corny

[lastlife]

Encounter with god today: walking down Buchanan street after a stressful ass morning and a patented ugly heaving throwing up level of crying considering if i should just buy a pack of fags to give me some vague hints of relaxation when suddenly a pigeon flew into my face and knocked me to the ground instantly making me forget my train of thought. Another day successfully dodging my inevitable nicotine addiction

[t4tails]

fuck you starline ugly ass platypus cisgender bitch. i dont know if slurs exist in the world of sonic but if they do i know youre a fag

[redactedparx]

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