#whyareyou

[tinogiehd]

sapnap fawking outed dnf on stream today and george started talking about having sex withevery man he could think of

[teddybeartoji]

ily you’re so precious to me <33333 also this is us and i’m cuddling you like this 🫂🤍

RENBABYYY🥺🥺🥺🥺 WE ARE CUTE LITTLE KITTIES CUDDLING TOGETHER YOU'RE SO FUCKING RIGHT I ADORE YOU SM WAAAHHHHHHHHH THIS MADE ME FEEL SO WARM<333333333333

[ultimateperfection]

"Who the hell said I was into Latinas?!"

[grumblrs-confessional-booth]

Everyonesahater

eat slime thats MY confesison

noslimeis badforyou!!!

[boy-with-fish]

Eeeeeeeeef? Are you okay?

[The little orange robot walks around looking on edge]

-💫 (sorta)

[Ethan is, in fact, not in his room. Where he is, would be sitting on the floor. About two feet down the hall from his room, and trying very hard to not be hyperventilating. He seems... more than a little out of it.]

Com- wha? Where- oh, there- whyareyou- I'm good, I- shit-

[With the last fragment, he drops his head back to his knees.]

[icedfiretea]

whyareyou gay

mean to me

[aluka]

ITS TYELLING ME I HIT POST LIMIT WHEN I TRY TO POST MY SUBMISSIONS WHY

tumblr finding out we found a way around post limit

[kiyuktuk]

Isolation.

You’ve never felt isolated in your life, why in the nine realms is she trying to convince you that you’re isolated from your family?

You were always the favorite. Favorite son, favorite brother, favorite student. Don’t tell me that you’re about to become the favorite hostage! This is the fourth time in the last twelve days! That’s breaking your record of nine in a month! And that was kidnapping season!

I swear, if you weren’t—nope, nope. This is not your fault. They needed normalcy, and you stepped up. No matter if you didn’t exactly choose this and for the last time I’m not your power I’m not allowed to be your power (nomatterhowhardIpetition). What? I didn’t say anything.

She’s talking again, and you’re bored out of your mind. You’re thinking about confusing her with taxes (whyareyou). It’s a break from boredom, and you find others cute when confused (shutit).

You start talking.

She’s absolutely befuddled, unable to form a coherent sentence, it looks like someone forgot to research properly.

You start talking about how your family dotes on you. You start talking about how your words can stop the infighting between the greatest of superhero families. You talk about how you told them to stop raiding heaven for your little Doggathon, and hell for Sir Flufflesnuff. You talk about how your dates were monitored by your mother, father, and the twins all separately. Yo—youu talk ab-about this adorable imag-ginary friend that you’ve h ad for f-forever now.

Ahem! And them you start counting down. (Isaidthenshutup)

She’s asking what’s the countddown for. Eight, seven. She starts panicking as you smile sadly at her. Five, four. She hurriedly cuts at your bindings. Two, one. Right as she frees you, your sister has an arm around her shoulder.

“It’s good that you’ve come to your senses. Now, do you want to do this the easy way, or the hard way?”

The supervillain already put on the bindings. (everyoneiscutetoyoushutup)

You, a normal human, were born to a family of famous superheroes. You’ve been kidnapped by a supervillain, who keeps trying to convince you that your family doesn’t love you because of your ‘condition’.

[for-the-grey-wardens]

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[neotrances]

y are they reblogging thatpost on side blogs i blocked bc ur annoying whyareyou still going help me

[stiltonbasket]

I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS!!! WTF?!!! WHAT ARE YOU-WHYAREYOU-HOWCANYOUDOTHISTO-*slaps self unconscious*

IM SORRY BUT I HAD TO

[1nmydarkesthour]

Whyareyou 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂🤤🤤🤤😭😭😭👽👽👽👽👽

🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤 Nnnghghh

Who is htis faggot in my anons

[zenniet]

hello there! thank you ever so much for your lovely writing! could i possibly ask for some desperate, in-heat blurr being lovingly cared for and sated by his bot s/o, be it reader insert or a bot of your choice? thank you ever so much 💗💗💗

Going with TFA Blurr for this one --------

You don’t know how long he was keeping himself occupied in his room for, but when you passed by to check, you knocked and he didn’t reply. You used the key he had given you and you got in, but you weren’t really expecting his reaction.

He rushed to you, overly hot frame leaning up on you, digits hooking on your plating, his valve dripping wet as he tries to rut against your leg.

“Blurr? What’s going on?” You can barely get the words out before he starts,

“Please, I need you, I think my heat just hit anditburnspleasedosomethingab- aAH!”

You cut him off by letting your servo reach down and pressing your digit tips against his hot, puffy valve. His grip on you only tightens as he starts to hump against your digits. You can only somewhat make out the begging and pleading he’s doing against your chest, his hot vents making small white patches of condensation on your plating.

He sobbed and squirmed against you, trying to do anything to get your digits inside of him, yet you keep your digits straight, just holding them there against his valve so he can rub on them.

“Whyareyou- frag! Ineedyouplease!” 

“Do you want my digits, or would you rather my spike?” You ask, taunting. His optics go wide and he takes himself off your servo, his own clasping on your arm to drag you from the living room to the berth. He throws himself onto the padding, spreading his legs nice and wide, giving you a full view of his needy, dripping valve. 

You’re quick to fill the space, popping your panels to give him your spike. Knowing Blurr and what he wants, you immediately set off with a rough, fast pace. It doesn’t seem like it’s enough though, he still writhes under you, begging and desperate for more. 

He’s in the middle of his plea when his vocalizer suddenly squawks and his back arches up off the berth as he overloads, valve squirting lubricant and dirtying your pelvic plating and the berth sheets.

Blurr flops back down on the berth and relaxes, but it isn’t long at all before he’s begging for another overload. Of course, you’re going to give him what he needs. What kind of conjunx would you be otherwise?

[tuff-and-fluff-archives]

jamiewithnailpolish [runs away]

WHY ARE YOU RUNNING. WHYAREYOU-

No but for real this is one of my fave things to think about, especially cuz his nails are already black and I know thats just filth but uhhhhh not when I'm around hahahahAHAHA

[henriete41]

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[dtv-official]

Hey- Im sorry, man, I-

.. what..?? Whyareyou..

[Mancer is confused. Doise is beginning to freak out again.]

I can feel myself getting worse with every passing second. God, I wish Maura was here. I wish Mac was here. I wish I could talk to anyone. But apparently Doise and Mancer care about this stupid "Marble" fucker more than me... It isn't fair. How come the demon that tried to kill my wife gets more attention than your partner attached to your body? Fuck. I can't stand this anymore.