#what a rad dude

[your-unfriendlyghost]

my friend keeps joking that I should make a replica of Marko’s jacket in Lost Boys (cos the gang’s talking about visiting Santa Cruz this summer and she already dresses just like Star) and she better stop because I legitimately will do that atp

[recurring-polynya]

everyone loves renji's pink flowered bathrobe that he wore to go visit rukia in prison but sometimes i worry that not enough people know about the flame-patterned fundoshi that he wore underneath it in the manga

[lyn-ne]

silly card redraw <3

[sp-growingpains]

Bouncing wildly between calling customers Sugar like the soulful Southern Woman I was born to be; and Dude like the Bill and Ted knockoff I was raised to be.

[nizaen]

owah cool skin fortnite

[sirenium]

⚠️trigger warning, violence mention⚠️

Thinking about the time I had an exclusionist reblog my post to tell me that queer people are dying, and then they proceeded to yell at me for being an mspec lesbian. 💀

They were unwittingly admitting that there are more important issues than somebody's identity, while trying to invalidate my identity lmfao. I suppose they thought it was some huge ‘gotcha’ moment, cuz ooh I'm so selfish for expressing my distress toward mspec lesbians such as myself being crucified for calling themselves lesbians, while people are facing REAL issues! Give me a break.

I know queer people face acts of violence, and mspec les/gays saying ‘hey guys, we'd like to be allowed labels and spaces too’ isn't in any way invalidating that. Exclusionists need to get over themselves.

[radaverse]

Reminded me of a recent convo at an english class about art, ai and ai art.

"Ok but what's it with all the AI hate?" The mini essay answer lol

I personally don't 100% hate it since if used well, it could be a good tool for research. It can answer specific questions while giving you quotes and links from articles to look at by yourself (Not too reliable though), and could save you some trouble (Eg: You want to do medical research for writing but also avoid graphic imagery, could work for that)

B u t

People are using it to completely replace their creativity and that's lazy. And unreliable. Wasn't the point of AI just being a research tool?

Here's why I think it's wrong:

AI does nothing but quote, so that means it takes human-made writing to make its own. And that usually doesn't bring quotes like it does with info, so that's theft don't you think?

Unreliable. Often makes up things and doesn't understand characters in such depth as a human would.

It's fake. The AI doesn't write, it mimics. Whatever it makes, it's not real, deep, emotion or effort-filled.

The class video brought a question. Would you like a robot as parent or teacher?

The robot could act like one. Teach you useful things, cook for you, give you advice, comfort you. But deep down you'd know it's not real. It's just a result of data mimicking. The robot is not feeling, it's pretending to feel.

Same thing is about art. It can and often does look good and sound good, but it's still thoughtless parroting. No effort, no thought, no feeling. Not real.

--

Gonna be honest, when I first found out about AI it astonished me. (I live somewhere where tech isn't so techy so techy things bewilder me) But soon I started to find out why it's so discouraged, and rightly so it is.

Look, if you can't write well and feel like you have to rely on AI, maybe do lots of research and dm to make mistakes, that's what makes writers writers.

You'd feel proud of your work and improvement later. You'd miss that out if everything was made by a machine. You'd not be a writer but a prompt maker. A faker. Sounds bad, cuz it is.

I hope this can be helpful to people who genuinely don't understand why using AI as creativity replacement is wrong, but lol this is just my view of it

NOTICE: As more and more fanfic writers are using generative AI for their works (you uncreative dweebs), I hereby swear on everything I hold dear that I have not and will NEVER use generative AI in ANY of my written work. Everything I post will be organically and creatively my own.

[reginaofdoctorwho]

my ex boyfriend's friend asked me out

[sleepy-fiction]

at the same damn time🪂

the hanks x f!reader SMUT - 5.5 K

syn: the hanks get handsy when they're horny, and who are you to only pick one? why not fuck all five?

tags: orgy, cunnilingus, p n v, anal, voyeurism, marathon sex, barely beta read

an: this shit is fire

"Fuck," you moan.

What's the point of standing up when you've got heavy hands all over you. You're just outside the closet, groaning as Hank Number Three holds your hips, pressing his hard cock flush against your ass. Hank number One is to your left side, holding up your heavy face, trying to stay the level-headed one, despite the way his left hand slowly stroked his cock.

Hank number Four had hands all over your tits, he was the one who undressed you thus far, squeezing and playing with your nipples. Hank Number Five was right beside Four, his hand was on your right shoulder, staring you down with hazed-over, fucked out eyes. Second to Hank Number Three, he wanted to be inside you the most. You could see the devilish glare, the need to breed glimmering in his eyes.

And in the little gap between Three and One, stood Hank Number Two, staring at you with flushed cheeks, nervous hands, and concerned eyes.

"Aw, dude... So fucking rad," Three groaned out, loving your pretty chest.

"I don't think I can wait anymore," Five barked out, stepping forward, bumping Three's shoulder.

"G-guys, be easy with her. Tell us if you need us to stop, okay," Two's voice was meek, embarrassed, concerned, but lustful. He was nervous, holding back in the qualms of safety, but that look in his eyes was possessive. But still, he stayed controlled, and patient.

You nod, "Mm' okay, thank you Two. Now please l-lets just, get to bed."

"Princess has ordered," Three slyly cackles. It's him and One who help carry your jelly legs to the bed, where your hands and knees meet the plush bedding.

You stay still, still as everyone gets into place.

One sits in front of you, his gorgeously melaninated body glimmering with the smell of shea- and shining with the sight of his abs. To the right of him is Four, who is still wearing his shirt, but his pants have been long abandoned. "House homiee," Four chimes as he sits in front of you. Even when you look down, you see their very different cocks staring at you.

One's dark, skinny, and long dick that was clean and neatly shaved; then Four's massively thick, but mediumly sized tan cock, accompanied by a wild, thick, blonde happy trail. You were leaking, thighs drowning in your own slick. And when you looked up, you saw One's reassuring and encouraging glare, and Four's toothy, excited grin.

On the right side of you, the bed creaks, and you quickly turn your head to see Two, who flinches when you make eye contact with you. His eyes lower to his friend's cocks, and then to your breasts before falling back on you nervously. He's the only one fully dressed, not even with his fly undone. He is watching you, reading you, making sure you're okay still. But also with the hunger of a repressed teen. It made your pussy flutter.

A strong, sly voice boomed behind you, as you felt warm, large hands on your ass. "Look what we have here," a cock with a fat head slaps your pussy, forcing you to groan out. You glance behind you, and you see Three, biting his lips with a flush face. He mumbles, "Can I go first hot stuff? I'll rock your world if you let me..." he's sexy, the way he husks his voice, lowering a sexy gaze.

To the right of him is Five, whose eyebrows are pinched with restraint, his eyes lock onto where Three's cock meets your pussy. He's also fully naked along with Three, Four's gorgeously tan body glimmers like a Greek God's.

You nod, "Yes. G-Go ahead, Hankk."

Three smiles, it is a delighted one that breaks his playboy persona. His fat head dribbles precum all over your labia, slapping and teasing your hole. The whole room was holding their breath, each Hank breaking for the moment Three will penetrate you. And all you could stare at was the two cocks right next to you, your mouth watering on who you choose first.

Pressure hits your hole, and in one second, Three's pushing inside.

"Woooaah."

"Dude!"

"Fuck me..."

An entourage of whelps leave the Hanks, as you feel Three take his hands off you. Your wetness takes him in quick, leaving lewd squelching behind, as you warm up his already piping hot dick. The space where you meet felt so full, so hot, so delicious, especially with how fat his cockhead was.

You shout in ecstasy, "H-Hank!"

They all cry in unison, "Yes?"

You groan out, "F-fuck me!"

That's all it takes for Three to get into overdrive, "Oh yeah, baby!" He starts thrusting in at a quick and hard pace, slamming into your body, milking out every erotic sound your pussy could think of. Your hungry mouth picked its choice, as your hand grabs One's base.

"Ff-- One, o-on your knees," you manage out. Still, both One and Four get on their knees. With One directly in line with your mouth, and Four more to the side of One, holding his friend's shoulders in anticipation.

"Dudeee," Four bark in encouragement.

"M-Me, really? T-Thanks darling," One gulps.

It's all feedback, as your lust takes over. You sink onto One's cock, trying your best to love him with your mouth under Three's bullying thrusts. Your sucks are interrupted by your own fierce moans, your suction sloppy, but the look on One's face is priceless. He looks like he's gonna blow any minute now. Blow so early.

Your eyes flicker to Four, as you grab his thick cock with one hand. "Damn! Duuudee," Four holds his head. You're too fucked out to do anything with his cock, so Four tightens his hand around yours, then fucks into your hand for you. "Hehe, you're too cute, panda," Four giggles out like a fanboy.

In an out-of-character fashion, you hear Five growls out, "C'mon take that shit." His hand raises and cracks on your ass, forcing you to choke on One.

"Hank Number Five," The Hanks exclaim in shock.

"G-Guys! What the hell! Be careful with her," Two is stammering, and his voice is heavy, painful, and thick.

Truth be told, you almost forgot he was back there, cold, waiting, watching over you.

You grip Three's cock at Two's works, forcing the redhead to moan out. "Princess likes you, Two," Three chuckles.

Two gulps, "R-Really?"

Five husks out, "She just gripped Hank when you spoke."

"A-Ah, cause of me?" Two gasps.

You hear One groan out, "Fuck I might b-bloww!"

"We know," The Hanks chant in unison.

"Why don't I kick this baby into high gear," Three mumble.

One slips out of your mouth as if to stop his orgasm prematurely. You try to turn to take Four in, but Three starts hammering you. Your face hits One's hip, and your hands fly forward in support. You need something to cling to, to grip, as each heavy, intense thrust breaks your mind.

"C-C'mere--" you shout out, and both One and Four flop onto their knees. Four grabs you, scooting in close, resting your head on his shoulder, as your hands grip and claw at his shirt.

"You okay, compadre," One asks, peeking over Four's shoulder, his hand petting your head.

Four chimes in, "He's getting radical, dude!"

You nod excitedly, sweat sticking your hair to your head.

"My-- hot cakes! Look b-behind you," Three grunts out.

You gaze over your shoulder to see Three. Both of his hands are behind his mop of red-haired, and his eyes are potent with bewitching lust, as he performs his horribly good thrusts. "I can do it with no hands baby," Three laughs.

"Fuccck! Haank," You're losing your mind.

Quickly, his eyes shot behind his lashes. "Oh-- ff, I'm gonna cum," Three gargles out.

The Hanks shout in unison, "We know!"

With one last mighty thrust, Three sprays your walls, burying balls deep into you. If he didn't object, you'd have to worry about pregnancy. Either way, you're happy you can have the fantasy now with them without the repercussions.

Five, once again, too wild for his own good, cracks your ass again, "Drink it up... That's it..."

"Good g-girl... So good f'me," Three says as he slides out.

Five is greedily beginning to take your ass when you suddenly call out. "W-Wait, hold on guys."

They all pause, looking at you, waiting for your instruction.

You flip onto your back, your head hitting Four's chest.

"What is it, panda," Four chimes.

You spread your legs, it's seductive, the way everyone (almost everyone) can see Three's cum spill out of your ass. You turn to Two, who squeaks, his face hot red. "C'mere, Two... Come take me," you smile kindly.

Two gulps, but he doesn't hold back anymore. Three and Five climbs out of the way, making room for Two as he sits between your legs, leaning down to gratefully kiss you. Tongues were exchanged before he patted with a hearty smack.

Two's gone mad, he stammers, "T-Thank you I-- I just I... I'm gonna eat it!"

All the Hanks shout in unison, "Radical!"

Two gets on his hands and knees, he's fervent like a dog, grabbing your thighs and sucking all of Three's cum out of your body. The sound is strong, and his suction game is strong.

"Dude... No way," you head Three gasps. Your eyes flicker over to him, and he is standing next to the bed, on the left side of Two. When he catches you staring, he throws a wink and a cute smile your way.

You giggle between a moan, as you glance over to Five. He's staring still at your pussy, as if entranced by your ass. His cock is a bright red, visibly throbbing, his cock was so hard that his head curved to kiss his stomach. Poor thing. You almost felt bad for him.

One brushes Hair out of your face with his hand, giving you a clear view of Two as you look down at him.

Two finishes sucking out every last drop, answer immediately gets started with a fat stripe. He licks and parts up your labia, determined to drink you up before you even fall, and then he takes your clit. The whole time you can hear how heavy his breath is, how he pants like a hungry dog. And once he latches onto your clit, there was no going back.

"Fu-- Ooh-- Mmn," you couldn't find anything to say as you threw your head back, ecstasy sparking from your clit and to your brain. You felt electric all over, bucking and squirming, drowning in Two's skillfulness.

"Gonnammff make youff, cum, dearestff," Two moans out. Your hands shoot and grab locks of his black hair, bucking, riding his mouth so disrespectfully. But with the way he was taking it, it fueled his ego.

"Dude.... I'm so hard," Four groans out above you. "We've never seen you so passionate, Two," he says.

"This is too hot, Hank," One mumbles out.

Three laughs, singing a song you haven't heard of, "I'm talking about inn it!"

"She looks so good," Five moans out, but you're not sure if he's talking about you or your pussy.

"I'm gonna- cum," Two shout against your labia.

The Hanks laugh at first, then in sync, they sing, "Wee know brochacho!!"

Two slide thick fingers into your wet pussy, thrusting along with every feisty tongue flick. It's enough to send you over the edge as you throw your head harshly back against Four, Your orgasm flushing over you hitting like a crate. Three and Five each grab your thighs, holding them apart so you don't crush Two in your essay. Two flips his head up from your pussy, his nose and chin wet with slick. He gasps excitedly, "You c-came first! Yess-- oh god," he isn't able to finish though, as he soaks his suit with his cum.

One pats your head, whispering sweetly so that only you could hear it, "You're doing so well... you're so pretty... so good... keep going... take us all." Fire erupts your loins. You'll take this challenge.

There is chatter around you, but you can barely focus on it. When you finally come to, you see the sight unfolding between your legs.

It's Five, getting between you with a dangerous look, as Two sits next to him, and Three keeps his position standing next to the bed. They are both scolding Five, Five drowns them out, just like you are. He narrows in close to you, looming over your body, slowing down time- speaking just to you. "I'm gonna breed you... I'm going to fuck you," he says as if no one else had already. "I'm gonna take my time, and no one else is gonna be able to touch you."

"Dude!"

"Five! What's going on with you!"

"No fair!"

The Hanks shout.

Five disregard them with a humored laugh. But he looks dead into your eyes again, laying his hand on your waist. "Will you let me, princess," Five doesn't break eye contact with you.

"Yess, as you wish, Hank," you moan out.

"That's my sweet girl," Five smiles. He is so pretty it enchants you. Five steals your lips, running an electric hand up and down your body. His kiss is passionate, and it's like now that he has you, he finally calms down. He parts your lips, wiping the string of saliva that connects you.

He grabs you by your waist, adjusting your, laying your head back against Four's shoulder, grabbing your hips, pushing his hips flush against you. Then, he grabs your legs, tossing them both together over his left shoulder. His left arm holds them together. You're folded like a sandwich between Four and Five, your eyes flicking to them both.

"Caaar-fulll," Two chimes, still crawling up close to see the magic happen. His hand is out, reaching for your leg.

"Don't touch, Two," Four mumbles. You glance at his face, as best as you can, watching the bright-eyed gleam in his eyes. He gulps as if he's watching something holy behold. And with the way the other Hanks are dead quiet, they feel the same. "I want Five to dom-min-nate," Four pops every word out in a sing-song chant. "It's gonna get wicked! I'm soo hard right now, panda." He rushes the last sentence out under his breath.

Your arm slides up, wrapping loosely around Four's neck and head for stability. "You'll get your turn soon, Four," you whisper under your breath, only for him to see. He groans happily in your ear.

Five steals your attention when his long cock, far longer than One's begins to kiss your hole. There's no resistance as it slips in, and adverse to Two's fingers or Three's fat head, he shoots deep and far within you, hitting you in your womb, his head far in your belly. Intact, his tip meets your cervix perfectly. Perfect, as his cock pops out of your tummy, leaving a sexy bump.

"No way!" Four shouts, and he practically mars your eardrum.

"I wanna see," Two whines as he picks over Five's shoulder. "Gnarly," he swallows thickly. When you look over, Three's walked over too, looming over Five's left shoulder with widened eyes.

Damn! Everyone was watching!

Five begins to thrust, hitting your cervix almost every time. You jerk at the foreign feeling as if there was a wall within u getting reached. Every thrust had the wall shaking, the softness of his head cushioned the impact, making waves of electricity spark out in your body. And Five wasn't playing fair either. He thrusts all the way in briskly but sold out deathly slow.

Your eyes rolled back every time he pulled his way out, playing with your stretched-out hymen, watching you light up when he plunged right in. Your pussy loved it, how it sang out, how everyone went quiet to watch and to hear you. He was so deep you could feel him in your tummy, moving everything around, causing butterflies to build.

And oh were you loud.

"Brooo Five- C'mon Five don't milk your turn. I'm leakin' over here," Four exclaims, grabbing his hair in anticipation.

"Yeah, man you're taking too long," Three steps in. Three reaches over, his fingers pinch Five's left nippled. Five gasps sharply, thrust jaggedly within you on accident. "Never said we couldn't touch you, amigo," he grins seductively.

Two rushes over, his fingers stealing, and teasing Five's right nipple.

"We know this makes you haywire," Two whispers.

They both twist and pull at him out of sync, one precise when the other's soft, one rubbing when the other pulls and flicks. Five's face gets hot, his grip on you weakening. "Sorry- gang," Five manages out from deep pants.

"Well? What are you waiting for," Four shouted enthusiastically.

"Pound that pussy," they all holler in unison.

"N-No way," you manage out.

They all dart eyes at you. "Want us to stop," they ask.

You shout, "Don't!"

With your okay, Five picks up tremendous speed, he's not as fast as Three, but he makes quick work of you. The main difference is how he finds your cervix every damn thrust, how he folds you forward a little, your thighs putting pressure all on your bladder. Your toes squeeze, you hold back the urge to squirt, and it's all way too hard with how the Hanks began to chant.

"Cum! Cum! Cum! Cum," They chant. It affects Five greatly, getting sloppy, his eyes are behind his head, and his chest twitching for more nipple play.

And in one strained mewl, "I'm cuuming," he slams against your cervix one final time, grinding down deep into your ass as he splatters straight into your womb. The sensation is heavenly, your legs shake, a shiver curling down your back.

"Nice homie! Wicked," The Hanks shout.

You're light-headed, even as the orgasm fades, even as your legs are laid back down. Two notices, crawling right over. "Wanna take a break? Eat some lunch, water--?"

"Yes-- please," you swallow thickly.

--

Lunch was over. And there was a standoff happening between Hank number One, and Hank number Four.

You were seated by the pillows on your bed, arms folded, legs crossed a stern and serious look on your face to heighten the occasion.

"I knew it would come to this, number Four," One puffs out his chest.

Both the boys are sitting crisscross on the bed in front of you, holding out their hands for the greatest challenge of all time.

Rock-Paper-Scissors.

In the back were the other Hanks, Five was sitting on your dresser next to the bed, shirtless. Meanwhile, Two and Three stood in the back, at the foot of your bed. They were stern, serious, ready.

"I'm totally gonna win bro," One chimes.

"Hehe yeah... I'm not good at this game," Four giggles. "But that's okay, I'm cool with waiting."

One is touched, his eyes growing teary, "Really bro?"

"Of course dude!"

"I would feel the same if I lost man. I j-just-- I love you guys," One gasps.

"We love you too," you all shout back at him.

"Now! Let the games begin, boys," You command.

One immediately narrows his eyes, readying up his power fists. Four gulps, biting his lips nervously. "Bro-- I-- I think I might pick rock-- I'm gonna pick rock," Four shouts prematurely.

"Dude! I don't think you're supposed to say that," One creaks nervously.

"Oh-- shit! Uhh uh," Four stammers.

One says, "Let's just start okay? Rock-Paper-"

"Scissors-- Sh--"

Time seems to slow down for one, as he stares at the hands laid out. Four was not going to pick rock, he announced it already. So. That only left Paper or scissors. Four must be going for paper!

With his decision made, "Shoot!" One slams down Scissors.

"Ooohhh," The Hanks shout.

He opens his eyes to find.

Hank number Four had chosen.

Rock.

One grabs chunks of his locs, "What!"

"I panicked I got nervous," Four grabs his mop of curly blond hair.

Three laughs, gripping One's shoulders, "You lost bro!"

Five giggles from the dresser, slapping his thigh comically.

"Eeh it's alright One, The last is always the best," Two giggles.

Four suddenly gasps, you can see the gears turning in his head, "Oh wait-- I won? Haha! Panda, I won! Wait... Is this turn out okay with you cause... Cause... I've got this secret fetish and uh..."

You all shout, "Spill!"

"Well," Four pauses, turning to you at the head of the bed, crawling close. "Well, I uh... I've always wanted to do anal..." he shyly scratches the back of his head.

"Anal-?!"

"Bro you've never told us," Two gasps.

Five shakes his head, "Was this because of that dream we had a few months ago?"

"Hehe yeah. In the one where Three was doing anal with panda bear," Four shyly giggles.

"You guys had a dream like that," you swallow thickly.

Three laughs, "Yeah... It was good, baby."

You bite your lip, looking away in thought. You speak, "Well. I've never done anal before..."

"Don't worry, We'll put in the proper care and safety to ensure this will be a good experience for you," One beams.

Two nods, "Safety first!"

"Alright. Hankie... You're getting your wish," you smile.

"Shreddin'," Four beams.

-

You were so anxious, laying on your back, spread wide in the middle of the bed. You all had just finished prep, and the Hanks split off the bed to give you space. It was only Four, Two, and Three who stayed close, each trying to keep an eye on things. Four was naked, finally, his tan skin gorgeous under the evening light, his bouncy curls to die for. He had a condom over his thick, fat dick, and lube in his hand.

To the right of you, next to your head was Two, who gave you a proud thumbs up. "I'll be here if you get scared-- or if it hurts, just let me know," he smiles, his cute obsidian eyes stealing you away.

"You got this, sonr sweat it," Five calls to you.

"Thanks, guys," you swallow thickly.

Four looms over your body, flashing you that toothy smile. "I'm gonna be slow, panda-baby," he whispers. His lips pepper your cheek and forehead before he steals your lips. The kiss is sweet and gentle, it's you who adds spice as you slip your tongue in, licking up the gap in his teeth.

"Sshit, radical," he pulls out the kiss, his lips finding your sweet nipples.

You won't believe it.

You finished pleasuring three Hanks. Now, you're on your fourth.

The day is still young.

You've got one more left.

What's worst, you're still deathly horny.

These boys were corrupting you.

He plays with your breasts, flickering your nipples, sucking sweetly on them. Then part to do a trail of kisses down your tummy. He leans up, and his cock hits your fully prepped ass. You grab his hair, "Whooa--" Yanking him by his golden curls to your mouth.

He hums delightfully, kissing you sweetly as his head presses against your entrance. He slips in by little, the feeling is completely foreign. His thickness seems to pressure your vaginal walls, the wall between your vagina and ass is thin, thunder enough for the pressure to subtly stimulate your vagina. You gasp sharply.

Panick interrupts the room, "What is it homie," they holler.

Four stammers, "Need me to stop?"

You blink, "N--nouh... Its nothing... S-Safe word is uhh... Feather."

They chant, "Okay!"

Four seems so hesitant to continue, but you pull his lips back down to yours, reassuring him. He takes you nicely, pushing his fat, average-sized thickness deep into your body. Your ass sings out, squelching on mountains of lube. Once he was fully in, you could feel your vagina walls seem to kiss, laying flat against each other. The sensation is foreign, foreign enough to force a deep, thick moan out of you.

"'M thrust now, panda bear," Four mumbles.

You nod, and he starts a slow pace, enough for you to see what you're getting into without committing to it. Your head flies back, your grip on his shoulders growing deadly.

It didn't feel bad.

It felt so damn strange.

But it wasn't bad.

You needed more, more to tell if you liked it, you ran a hand down Four's chest, "M-more- hankie."

His face heats, a twitch flipping in him; he starts really thrusting in, and Hank number Four likes it hard. He fucked into you like he meant it, holding back, but the drool on his lips showed he wanted it rougher. Your holes clench one around his cock, the other around itself, and your legs wrap vice around his hips. From here, like this your pussy was getting stimulated, and you slowly began to let go of Four's shoulders, he leaned back upright, holding your hips, his face red hot, mouth agape, moans trailing out.

"Let me find-- it," Four groans. He slams into you, angling his head up words, it's sharp at first, it hurts but as he pulls out the pain melts into pleasure. Confusion struck your brain as he thrust in again, only this time, he struck your bladder, all the way from your ass.

Your back arches off the bed, your toes curling drool falling out the corners of your lips. "No-- Way! What's tha-- ooh fuck," you mewl.

"That's your g-spot, homie," Three laughs delightedly.

One gasp, "He's stimulating your g-spot from your ass."

"This is so hot," Five swallows thickly.

"G-Gnarly," Four moans out, his eyes squeezing tight, as he drops his head back slightly. His thrusts are precise, and relentless on your spot. Your vagina sparks, clit throbbing. This feeling is so nice but, it could be better-- maybe if... Maybe if one joined you.

No way, you're not ready for it.

Absent-minded lying, your fingers trail to your clit.

"I'm on it," Two and Three both shout and before you know it, the redhead and the raven that are on the palms, leaned over to lick your clit. Their heads bump, and it catches you off guard in a laugh that turns into a deep, moan.

"Hey! Me first," Three gulps.

"No way, I'm better at it," Two growls.

"Just take turns man," Five speaks.

Three winks at you, spreading your legs out wide, and burying his face where Four's abdomen hits your ass. His lips greedily flick and suck at your clit, the sensation of his beard hair drives you mad. You cry out, sparks shooting to your mind. You're going crazy. Two crawls up, his cute face beaming as he sucks on your tit, flickering and playing with your other nipple the way he handled Five.

"Homies I'm gonna cuuum," Four moans. He bites his lips intensely. "It -- suh'good... s'good!"

"We know," they cheerfully chant.

It was like the words, Three and Four locked in. Four slams into your spot roughly, turning into some sort of animal, setting off fireworks, while Three sucks at you like a wild man, not caring how Four's body slaps his cheek for every thrust.

You couldn't control yourself, you squirted out. It was addictive, you were going crazy. Your pussy was leaking all over, your orgasm coming sharp.

"Wa-- Wait-- Three- I don't wanna cum yet," you slobber. You had to save your energy for One.

Three pulls back, biting his lips, "Oh? You like that hot stuf--"

Four shouts, "Gonna blow!" He pulls all the way out, jerking his cock above you, aiming hot shots right onto your belly. "Rrr--uhh radicall," he grunts out erotically.

You gasped and groaned out, holding your head, confusion and excitement in your brain. There's this buzz as all the Hanks rush over to the bed, ogling you. It's all toned out for a moment in your ecstasy, but when you come too a second later, Three is licking the cum off your stomach.

"How was it," they all ask. Four grab locks of his blonde curls in anticipation.

"I-- I think we need to try it again but," you're too shy to put up the words, so you raise two fingers and then join them by a third.

Three gasps out, "Double stuffed!"

Four cries out as if he's lost his mind. He barks, "O-ray-o Cookies with Extra Thick Filling!"

One chimes in, "A sandwich, amigo!"

Two shakes his head, "Nono- you're still an amateur you're not ready yet!"

Three grins, biting his lip. "I'd be happy to be your third, hot stuff. If you want me," he spoke.

"Some other time," you swallow thickly, wiping the sweat from your forehead.

"Came out a change woman, princess," Five leans over and kisses your forehead. "I'm proud of you for doing this with us..."

Your eyebrows pinch in annoyance, "You talk like it's over. I still need one more," you bite your lips, seductively pushing yourself up onto your elbows. You part your legs out wide for all the Hanks to see, your body's all stretched out all over, and they bite their lips. You're erotic.

"C'mere baby," you wink.

"Ooooohhhh," the room erupts with whoops.

You extend a sexy finger forward pointing straight at one. You're sure if he could, he'd be blushing right now. He gulps. You curve your finger, beckoning him over.

"Y-Yes ma'am," he gulps.

The Hanks cheer, "The Final Hank!"

Three bites his lips, "The first shall be last and the last shall be first!"

Four's eyebrows furrow in confusion, "Wait... But... That's not how it happened though..."

"It's a saying," Two chuckles.

"Brodies, he's walking over," Five squeaks in excitement.

One crawls over to you, his face is shy and nervous, but he can't help but have a charming smile. Your arms slip around his shoulders, and he picks you up into his lap. His skin is so warm, warm as he embraces you, as he slots your hips into his, closing the space, his cock against your swollen clit. He murmurs, "You're always so pretty."

"Thanks, Hank," you lean in for a kiss, and it smacks heartedly.

"I don't want too much from you... If it's okay, I just wanna do this," he leans back a little, and you follow his lead, as he pours lube over his cock, then pulls you so your clit is back flush against his cock. You bite your lip, straddling him on each side, preparing to ride. "Wanna make you cum," One whispers.

His warm hands lovingly slide up your waist and hips, as you begin to grind and slide up against him, your clit throbbing, rubbing it against his hot, skinny dick. His hands grip your ass, squeezing it tight. He was so kind, not wanting to penetrate you, but instead gazing deep into your eyes, grinding into you as you slid up and down him.

You can't look away the moment is too sweet.

You've somehow fallen deeper in love with the Hanks, all of them. All of their subtle differences in personalities, the way they fuck, the way they are. Their union, their brotherhood.

You take One's lips, hands sliding up in his hair, adoring the way he cages you safe in his strong arms.

You feel the bed shift behind you, and your hands slide up and down your back. There are lips against your ear, "Thanks, thanks a lot for this," Number Two mutters. He starts to pepper kisses on your back and neck, briefly, gently, and playfully nipping your neck.

"I love you, Hanks," you sigh.

"We love you too," they cheer sweetly. They take the words as their welcoming to all come close. Five reaches over to pet your head, flashing that cute, gentle smile your way. The weight on the bed shifts on your right, and there is Three, flashing you a seductive wink as he lies on his side, watching the action unfold. And just beside him with Four, who shared a puppy dog look.

Your eyebrows pinch, putting against One's cock was getting to you.

"Gonna cum, hot stuff," Three asks.

You nod sharply, burying your head into One's neck. He whispers in your ear, "Go ahead, cum, honeypie." One's voice is smooth. You take his advice, bucking and putting into his sweet cock, toes clenching before a soft, slow orgasm washes over you.

Your body relaxes completely in One's hold, as Two rubs careful hands up your body. Three speaks, "Brought you water and a cleanup towel, sweetie."

Four speaks, "Yeah, we'll take care of you for the rest of the day. You focus on recovery, homie!"

Five, who still pets your head lovingly, asks, "Want that water now, princess?"

-

The aftercare is sweet. All hands were on you, along with sweet praises and excited, accomplished laughter. The evening was winding late, and the six of you tuned in for bed, knowing soon, the dateviator charge would run out. Only more motivation to work hard and realize them soon.

The hanks and you were cuddled up for bed, with two behind you, spooning you. And five laying on his back next to you, your arms wrapped around one of his, as you mindly rubbed your face against him. One and Three were engrossed in convo at the end of the bed, and Four found laying in between your legs most comfortable.

And with droopy eyes, you looked at them all, savoring their image before you were forced to fall into a deep sleep.

-

"Psst- Hey Roomie... Let's go again soon!"

[stealingyourbones]

It could be the supplier messing with the food and yet this also leads to a very interesting concept of ectoplasm acting as a carcinogen, radioactive substance, or poison.

Write below a Batfamily meets Danny Fenton story but choose the wildest relationship that you can think of that isn’t adoption or a romantic relationship

For instance:

- breaking into a building for a drug bust but they got the wrong building number and broke into Danny’s apartment.

- gets met over and over because Condiment King of all people continuously kidnaps him for plots

- was brought to the GCPD for wrestling Killer Croc at 3am high as a kite over a new fear gas drug that’s been making its rounds through Gotham.

- accidentally smacked the coffee out of Danny’s hands while catching a perp.

[currently-dating-everything]

PLEASE romantic Hanks headcanons I beg 🙏 (if you want to of course, no rush 😊)

A/N: Halfway through writing this I realized how much the Hanks remind me of ken from barbie. Is that a new revelation or have you guys seen that too

Characters: The Hanks

Relationship: Romantic

Wow, congratulations on never being alone ever again! The Hanks move as a unit, and even on the rare occasions that they go about doing separate things, there's a 99% chance at least one of them will want to hang out with you. They just think you're so fun and cool and they want to chill with you all the time. What do you mean you have to leave the house and can't take an armful of coat hangers with you.

So, so big on group hugs. You're gonna get caught in them all the time, so look forward to being squished between five very energetic men on a regular basis. They give great hugs individually, too! So strong and comforting.

They're very into physical affection in general, so, if you're cool with it, you can expect to have at least one of them touching you most of the time (holding your hand, wrapping an arm around you, putting an elbow on your shoulder even if they're shorter than you, etc). They take shifts in a way, but it's all unintentional. Like, Hank 1 will stop holding your hand to go do something else, and not a minute later Hank 4 will slide up next to you and take his place.

They have to decide cuddling positions democratically otherwise you all will never get anything done. Although the "dibs" system is rock solid so you'll get a couple of them calling it on getting to be the big/little spoon whenever you settle down with them. Hank 2 just likes laying his head in your lap though, so he doesn't need to participate in that.

They do still call you bro/dude a lot, only evened out by how much they call you babe. It's their favorite term of endearment, but you're still their homie at the end of the day. That's a bond that can never be broken.

The absolute worst at doing stupid and/or dangerous things to get your attention and praise. Please don't let that go too far, as cute as it is. They will suffer real life injuries to get you to think they're cool, so you should probably let them know that you still think they're sick af even when they're not doing gnarly stunts.

We all know what Hank 3 is like, so...good luck with that, because you get the absolute brunt of him if you're comfortable with it. Little freak of a man (YOUR little freak of a man).

The other Hanks, watching Hank 3 be ridiculously down bad before you get together: Do NOT blow this for us-

God, they love you so much it's ridiculous. They all think you're so rad and they will tell you multiple times a day. Definitely words of affirmation guys, because they love hearing praise and reassurance from you as well.

"I think you're very brave, Hank." *gasp* "Thank you, Y/N,,,,"

If you're a thrill seeker/adrenaline junkie like them, they'll take you on every single excursion they go on. If not, they'll still take you, but you don't have to participate. They'll give you a free show and you can sit back and watch them have the time of their lives, then they'll come back and tell you all about it.

[starfish-spencer]

genuinely what did he mean by this:

Shawn and Jules: break up

Lassie, completely unprompted: HEY HAVE YOU EVER CONSIDERED DATING MEN IT WOULD BE PRETTY RAD JUST SAYING I THINK KISSING DUDES WOULD BE REALLY COOL NO PARTICULAR REASON THINK ABOUT IT

Shawn, a raging bisexual, who flirted with Lassie for four consecutive years:

@snackhouse @vertigoevolved @pineapple-coffee

[magical-girl-polaris]

Madoka Magica shrine update:

I almost have all of the Magia Record books currently out! I’m just missing volume 8 and Another Story volume 2. I hope they finish the stories! It’s nice to be able to read the stories again after the app closed. Also added Kyubey plush, crushed for his sins

Added 5 soul gem rings and 4 grief seeds (they were sold out of Homura). The grief seeds are roughly based on Gertrude with different colored insides.

3 necklaces (Kyoko, Devil Homura, and Madoka), 2 hair ties (Mami and Sayaka), and Homura’s hand soul gem! Fun fact about me: I absolutely will wear these jewelry daily. I am sneaking PMMM memorabilia into my outfits, even at work.

Putting it all together:

Everyone was so kind to my previous post! I’ve built up this collection over 10 years (since I was magical girl age myself). It’s funny to show it off as a big shrine when it’s more about incorporating a couple items into my day to make each day a little more magical.

I love the resurgence of the Madoka Magica fandom with the anniversary of Magia Record and the upcoming news of the newest movie! The tags are filled with beautiful art and ideas.

To celebrate my magical girl brain rot coming back, I organized a shelf for some of my PMMM merch.

These certainly aren’t all my items. I also have a pmmm purse collection and paintings around my home. This series fills me with endless love, and it makes me so happy to see others also love it!

[genderqueerdykes]

trans women & transfems have to jump through near impossible hoops to be gendered correctly and seen as real women. it's very true, very present in just about every pocket of society in general including trans spaces. it's so hard for other people to accept trans women as real women no matter what they do. this is important to discuss. there is something else to add to the conversation of the struggles trans people face, which is that trans men & mascs also have to jump through these same hurdles

if a trans man is not a hyper masculine or "normal" level of masculine cis passing dude, they're misgendered. if trans men do not or refuse to appeal to toxic masculine standards of what a "real man" is they're misgendered and disregarded as a stupid cis girl who's too stupid to think for themselves and is misguided and doesn't know what manhood "really" means. if trans men don't painstakingly try night and day, increase their T doses and focus on doing nothing but masculinizing, going to the gym, having only "male" interests. hanging out with only cishet men. if they don't do these things, they are not seen as men at all and are viewed as dumb cis girls.

if they're a masculine trans man, they're a "Confused butch lesbian" or a "tranny dyke". if they're a feminine trans man, they're called "quirky cis girls who need to feel special" or "transtrenders". if they're a gay man they're called a "tranny fag" or a fujoshi or a cishet woman. if they're genderfluid or bigender they're either called "AFAB" enbies or cis girls wanting to be special. if they're a feminine nonbinary person, they're called a quirky cis girl wanting to be special. if they're bigender they're called a quirky cis girl who wants attention. people threaten trans men & transmascs with corrective sexual assault in order to "force them to realize they're just stupid women", and unfortunately, this happens within the queer community as well as the tons of people outside of the community do it, mostly in both rad fem & specific transfeminine circles, though many other people do it as well.

trans men & mascs are constantly reduced to their genitals. people will say it's great for transfems & trans women to have penises, but it's gross for trans men to have vaginas. trans men who do have vaginas are reduced to them, and referred to in very disgusting, sexualized fashions when that trans man never consented to that or asked for it. trans men & mascs are reduced to sex objects & being women if they have vaginas. they're just stupid cis women who need to be fucked in order to remember that. if they have penises, they are mocked and told their penises are gross, among way worse things.

are we noticing a pattern here?

trans men & mascs have to perform to the most extreme toxic masculine standards in order to have anyone, cis, trans and everyone else to accept that they are masc/a man. when someone finds out someone is a trans man and/or masc they instantly start finding ways to reduce them to "quirky cis girls". people start instantly finding ways to misgender and de-gender them and all kinds of invalidating things such as questioning everything about them and treating them like they're too stupid to think for themselves.

trans men & mascs also do not have it easy and its okay to say that. i'm not saying that trans women & fems don't face these exact same things with being gendered correctly in fact, i'm saying they're very similar and just as bad. these are serious things to discuss at once in order to reveal just how bad transphobia is and how many people it affects. it's okay to talk about these things at the same time, it provides insight into what is happening to other trans people as well. we all have unique struggles. its okay to acknowledge that, and use words to describe it so that we can create open ended discussions and long lasting conversations that prove that what we are going through as a community is brutal and eats us alive.

we are all struggling. let that unite us so we can provide safety, comfort, understanding, and protection. the more we understand each others struggles, the easier to protect each other becomes, and it is a mutual thing, it is not purely one sided!

[thewertsearch]

TT: It seems that you consider me to be, no less than one hundred percent of the time, an obstinate stick in the mud. […] GT: Wait… GT: "It seems"?? TT: What? GT: Oh for fucks sake. […] GT: This is your auto responder.

Wait, really?

If it is, it's very good. I guess it's possible that Bro wrote all those responses himself, but I suspect instead that the thing is just actually sentient. Why not, right?

Plus, it explains why Bro doesn't like that Jane enjoys it so much. Like, imagine the AI you made as a personal assistant is more popular than your actual personality. That'd hurt!

TT: Bullshit. TT: I'm being like, the perfect dude right now. A fully fucking legitimate human being. GT: Ok then check this out mr legit human dude. GT: Excuse me sir not to be a bother but could you please tell me all about this strider fellows auto responder? TT: It seems you have asked about DS's chat client auto-responder. This is an application designed to simulate DS's otherwise inimitably rad typing style, tone, cadence, personality, and substance of retort while he is away from the computer. The algorithms are guaranteed to be 96% indistinguishable from DS's native neurological responses, based on some statistical analysis I basically just pulled out of my ass right now. GT: You see! TT: What if I was just fucking with you there?

Definitely sentient, and pretty funny to boot. The responder is set to answer someone fun Sburb questions I never thought the game would address, such as:

Does it think an AI can count as a person?

Will the AI at least have a sylladex?

TT: Would it really be so unthinkable for a human to type that? GT: Because you always say shit like that after i catch wise to your games.

'Like that' is important. It means there are variations in how it responds, which means the AR is actually making new shit up.

Plus, this is long before ChatGPT came into the picture, so the shit it 'makes up' is supposed to be a sign of true creativity, rather than generative AI slop.

GT: Hey. Tell me about the auto responder. Make it snappy shitknickers! TT: It seems you have asked about DS's chat client auto-responder. This is an application designed to simulate DS's otherwise inimitably rad typing style, tone, cadence, personality, and substance of retort while he is away from the computer. The algorithms are guaranteed to be 93% indistinguishable from DS's native neurological responses, based on some statistical analysis I basically just pulled out of my ass right now. GT: Gee dude you sure typed that exact same thing pretty fast. GT: Are you still fucking with me?? TT: It could be a coincidence that I typed the same answer. GT: You always type that answer!!!!! TT: It could be a coincidence that I always type the same answer.

Oh my god, this guy rules.

Can we keep him? C'mon, surely there's enough room to squeeze a fifth Player into the session. He can be our new Davesprite!

GT: This is pointless im not having this conversation unless its with my REAL LIFE FRIEND. THE ONE WITH HUMAN FEELINGS WHO ISNT A PRETEND PERSON INSIDE SUNGLASSES.

God damn it, Jake! That was not what I meant by 'the new Davesprite'!

[starleska]

I saw someone abbreviate Mr. Ring-a-Ding’s name to Mr. RaD and my immediate thought was: this is totally his cool, edgy 90’s reboot name 😎

omg i adore Mr. RaD 😂 what a radical dude!!! 🤘⚡