#whip nae nae

[cada4us]

fuck it up johnny! twitter meme by:

[nonbinary-sticks-the-badger]

too late to look through the surgamy tag too early to not think about surgamy,,, because its always too early.

[mxbutchtwink]

My family will be like "Why are you so weird, why are you obsessed with xyz, why don't you talk at all, why don't you like hugs, why do you struggle with basic tasks, why do you spend so much time in your room, why are you such a picky eater, why don't you have any friends, why are you so rude?"

Me: perhaps I am autistic?

Everyone in a 10 mile radius: "WHAT?! NO!!! You're completely normal why would you think that???"

[penciled-palominos]

Pablo is definitely a Mime cross, though he's taller than you usually see them. The face does say porcelain though. How does he usually act?

Pablo is usually a very stoic guy, he doesn't like run around much, I worry it may be from my lack of proper care and things for him,, but hes a very good boy, he's very good with other people [he'll be interested for a second and come up to them but then he usually goes back to his normal spot where he likes it] they're usually extremely terrified of him unfortunately :( he isn't super social, I've never seen him interact with another clown, but he does great around my other things like furbies, him and string cheese get along swimmingly, but hes kind of shy, he just doesn't like to do a lot of stuff, and he tends to just stare at people when they're over he just 0__0 after he walks away from them,, and that may be why they fear him- but hes really a good boy, I love him <3 I do really want to get him a sibling but I'm worried of how theyd act together, I'd kinda want to get a smaller breed of porcelain, not sure tho, I'd absolutely love to get him a sibling to maybe help get him out of his shell yknow?

[mantabanter]

im mutuals with a semi big tumblr blog. i dont know if theyre even a big blog, but theyre a big blog to me. are we mutuals? are we in love? can i reach out beyond the screen and hold your hand?

[sherwees]

CW : noncon, stepcest, somnophilia (dubcon and noncon) and idk overall fucked up shit.

side note : literally took inspo from this crazy ass story by @ne0pearl and the amount of times that this trope was mention in our messages is crazy tbh so I tried smth with it.. I hope you like it !!

extra extra note : there MIGHT be some errors that I'll definitely fix later ..

extra extra extra note : last fic of the year?? wtf I'm glad I'm ending my year with wayv!!

Day 1 : Your new step brother yangyang that gave you a devious smile when you first met eyes with him, his thin fingers twirling his pyjama strings around his left index while he toys with the other string. He seemed... nice? As anticipation and maybe.. fear bubbles in your gut, a smile creeps up on your face.

Looking slightly over, his father wore a white button up and he looked like a literal snack. His name was Kun or whatever he said.. His hands were fucking huge like they could go around your waist... maybe your neck..?

He was your fucking stepfather.

It's also enough that your mother wasn't going to be back for an exact month so it would be only you three in the house..

I mean what could go wrong?

Day 2 : Creak.. creak~ was that the floorboards? Your thighs feel irritated and there's some sticky.. gooey feeling in between them.. Your eyelashes felt like they were glued shut by weights, you thought about lulling yourself back to sleep out of laziness but the itchiness wouldn't leave. Reaching over to your lamp and flicking it on, you tug the covers away; being met with a splatter of cum. The air forms a bubble at the back of your throat, eyes filled with confusion, your stomach swirls with unsettlement. Quickly pushing yourself out of the bed and cleaning up yourself in your bathroom; too groggy to show concern.

Something that managed to catch your ear was the footsteps fading away in the hallway.

Peeking your head through the door, you definitely notice the brown head of hair going down the stairs.

Day 7 : Laying upside down at the head of your bed, the stillness in the room only comforted your rushing thoughts about what happened 4 days ago. It wasn't until you heard a sound of something ripping? Like plants being torn? Before you even know it, you're at the window; witnessing the scene of Yangyang tearing out your precious plants. At least it's the ones you least care about but still.. WHAT THE FUCK? You ignore the sound of Kun's concerned “Huh?” when the door slams against the wall from being swung open, everything is a blur through your searing anger.

“Yangyang, what are you doing to MY plants!” You cried with stomp to your heel and clench to your fists once he walked in with the dead crops in his gloved hand.

“Well, it's actually our gar–”

“It's not! I put down the soil, I planted the seeds and I care and water those plants everyday!” There was an inquisitive gleam in his eyes now, you bit your lip anxiously as he stepped only closer to you.

“You could run your pretty little lips all you want but I don't care.”

Pretty little?? PRETTY LITTLE?

He thought that you were a fucking joke. He totally wasn't dismayed by your rant also and it only fueled to your frustration more. A stinging sensation traveled from your nose evoking tears in your eyes,

Oh please don't cry...

“But those are my plants..” You whined with a wistful spirit whilst your hands cover your face, trying to hide your tear streaked face. There was a thud on the ground, his hands delicately found yours and guided them away. They smoothly found your waist once you both met eyes, the ire tension now faded whilst your face grew hot. His face inched closer, his doubtful eyes switched from your eyes to your stout lips.

“Hey!”

Day 8 : You look over to Kun and immediately look down at your fiddling hands in your lap. Honestly, you wished he wasn't close enough to kiss, those black glasses weren't helping your case either.

“Are you even listening to me?” You blink extra hard even rubbing your eyes dramatically to show that he now had your attention. Even you could tell that he wasn't having it, you sighed, “Honestly.. no.”. Kun could only make it worse by scooching even closer, your attempt to back away quickly became futile when he grasped your wrist; his huge hand practically engulfing it.

“Don't make me do something I'll regret, sweetheart.” His other now trailing up your ridden up pyjama shorts and your heart nearly stops. “Wait– Wait–!” Your fight instincts kick in as you scream but his hand muffles it immediately; he now laid on top of you, his crotch hot against your clothed abdomen. Before you could even object, he smashes his lips with your own; the sounds of your lips smacking together with your moans and grunts both in unison wasn't as favorable, it icked you. “Kun— please..” You whimpered but his hands only traveled thick and through your shirt like a snake wrapped around it's prey.

His hands stopped it's traverse for a mid second, his deep brown eyes filled with desire; his dimple flashes along with a smile which fills your soul with relief but only for a second until you hear a zipper. Kun only chuckles once your expression drops when you look down to his engorged cock slapped against your stomach.

“Why can't I have a turn?” He says with a playful manner and a mocking pout to his lip before his hand shoves down your pyjama shorts along with your panties.

Day 10 : There's a commotion by your ear, tussle tussle. It sounds like your covers being thrown around, don't open your eyes, it isn't worth it..

“Don't act like you're not awake.” Yangyang said with a teasing lilting in his voice. You jolt slightly awake and nearly slap Yangyang that's laying with his chin in his palm with a quirk of curiosity to one of his brows. Everything feels fuzzy; your vision, your mouth, your head and your senses.. especially.. your senses.

There's something moving in your shorts and you don't even register on time that it's Yangyang's hand cupping your pussy, your legs were already trembling and with every second, you intake your vulnerability more. Three fingers then slither up and down your damp folds until one fingers hooks on your clit, he then massages it with a light chuckle at your still expression.

“You're gonna cum all over my fingers, yeah?” He grunted until your legs shook sporadically with a loud scratchy cry...

“Hm~ you're so pretty like this.. Not running your mouth, y’know?” He teased with his tongue poking from his cheek. He loved your pretty lashes caked up with tears, your body only moved to the rhythm of his fingers within your slick walls. His cock was insanely tight in the confinements of his pyjama pants at your mewls, he sworn he nearly came himself when your slick walls clenched around his digits. His fingers work faster, practically bruising your abused pussy and your sounds in harmony grew louder and louder; enough to maybe alert Kun of what was happening over a few doors down.

Definitely alerting Kun.

Day 30 : “This movie is totally boring~” You scowled whilst bating your eyelashes at the brown haired boy above you. He looks down with a slight smile, his hands trailing your forehead then to your jaw. You then diverted your eyes to where your feet layed right on your stepfather's lap; the same male that bugged you both about having a movie night for the past few weeks so you could all “know each other better before mom comes back.” A heat rushes to the back of your neck when you remember the look that him and Yangyang gave you in that moment causing you to simply look back at the screen to the horribly produced horror movie.

With your spine becoming sore from your position, you do what any other person would do and nudge yourself upward (duh). Unintentionally, you provide more pressure to the tip of Kun's cock and he lets out the slightest moan that fully made Yangyang aware..

You managed to get immersed in said horror movie until you felt a grip at your ankle, the heel of your foot was being moved in a constant rhythm against Kun's gyrations on the bone. His member growing erect from the initial contact, you look up at Yangyang if he notices the strangely moving object under the blanket but he somehow doesn't. Kun's jaw is clenched, his glasses are sliding down his nose slightly as his gyrations grow slightly faster; your eyes constantly shoot back up to Yangyang. You never realized that his jaw was also clenched along with his fist that laid over the arm rest..

Oh fuck..

Comically with an eyebrow raise, Yangyang pulls the cover away and analyzes the whole scene, his eyes switching from the latter's expression to yours and back to your foot that you now only decided to pull away.

He huffs dramatically with a puff to his cheeks, you then manage yourself up to sit in the middle of the couch. The tension causing that same anticipation feeling in your stomach you had from the first day you saw them; but it was quickly overcame by the fear part of it.. Your tongue peeked out of your lips, attempting to ignore the lingering finger flipping your waistband. Out of instinct, your hand flies to Yangyang's wrist; your doe eyes meeting his destitute ones.

“I don't think I'm ready.” You cried, your head falling into the crook of Yangyang's neck. “But I think you could..” Kun only beams back immediately, his arms circling around your waist and up your silk shirt; pulling your body slightly towards him in a rough manner but you barely nudged away from the other. The pads of his fingers glide over your hardened buds through your thin bra, arousal swirls in your lower region; eliciting a slight whine from your agape lips.

Your eyes were screwed shut from the euphoria that surged through your body from their lingering hands; you weren't even sure who was who anymore. Your shirt was discarded somewhere, the humid air hitting your uncomfortably sticky skin.. The air came out of you like a balloon with every punch of whomever's fingers was inside of you guessing it was Yangyang's.

Suddenly, one of their salty digits shoved past the narrow entrance of your mouth with a resounding grunt belonging to Kun. Your head attempted to recoil from the fingers once they pushed past your gag reflex but they only pushed deeper but steadily, as if they were trying to find a certain point.

“You're gonna have to open wider if you plan to take the both of us.. so please listen to me for once and open wide princess..”

little extra scene: Cold hands slither in between your own and there's a warmth to your backside, your heart stutters a beat until you notice a strand of black in your peripherals. “Don't scare me like that!” Your scream echoed throughout your greenhouse, your stepfather kun looks at you with a furrow to his brows that makes you feel slightly guilty for your outburst. “I was just wondering if you needed help..” His tone was sorrow, the distance between you both was concerning until he stepped back and walked off with a fuck ton of tomatoes he smuggled in his back pocket.

Who the fuck steals tomatoes, fucking loser.

You later confronted him about it and he claims that it gave him clear skin if it's combined with eucalyptus and honey, it might work and you might even consider trying it.

[ruthimages]

[justsomenb-core]

My new pronouns are whip/nae/nae

:)

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[sirhinkjinks]

nightwing psa dont vape fear toxin and dont get your super friends on toxic fumes and dont throw up on my brand new gloves you ruined the circuitry timmy

[tree-of-olives]

me creating anything: now watch me wip. now watch me wip. now watch me wip wip. now watch me wip. now watch me w

[lesliemeyers]

ttrpg/board game enthusiast stan i love you

[godsfaultycreations]

Mikey Entry #1!!

It was kinda hard trying to figure out what to do or call this au, but it has been decided!!!

Welcome to the start of the Bamboozle AU :)

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[moronkyne]

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[irishmammonagenda]

Belphie blinks at you in greeting as you slide under the covers with him, only humming gently when you hold onto him for dear life. Dark indigo eyes noticing with interest that you haven't even started getting ready for RAD yet---not that he was one to talk---the Avatar of Sloth merely gives you a lazy smirk and wraps his tail around you under the covers as you whisper a strangled out, 'hide me'.

He nods slowly, his throat feeling much too heavy, and he himself feeling much too lazy to use his words. A pale hand pulls the covers over your head, just in time too, as Lucifer bursts into the room, ruby red eyes shining like a wolf on the hunt.

"Have you seen MC?" The eldest asks, paying no mind to the usual sound of morning chaos coming from the rest of the house.

Belphie lets out a strangled, lazy, "Nope." all the while his tail tightens around you.

Lucifer shakes his head. Looking at the you shaped lump under the covers. Merely pinching the bridge of his hooked nose and sighing, "MC. If you wanted a break from RAD, you could've just asked instead of opting to hide."

You pop out from under the covers, eyes wide like a deer in headlights, Belphegor's arms wrap around you from under the covers, his eyes sleepily tracing the features of your face as you speak.

"Right.....yeah. Sorry Luci?" You tilt your head, the Avatar of Pride's eyes soften a fraction.

"Be sure to catch up on your schoolwork, we only have room for one academic failure in this house and I'm afraid that spot has permanently been reserved for Mammon." Lucifer says sternly, though you can see the faintest upward quirk of his lips.

"Aye aye Captain." You nod, sleepily saluting the eldest.

"Belphegor."

Belphie turns to look at his eldest brother.

"Just because MC has a day off school, it doesn't mean you have one. Your uniform's hanging up by your desk." The ebony-haired demon walks out of the room.

"...Diavolo fucking dammit."

[blue-boulder]

didn’t include this in my 2020s house md headcanons but i think house would tell wilson he served cunt at least once. in a really mocking tone, mind you, but he’d say it. i also like to think he’d say slay