#you are now a pile of trash
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true form sukuna who getsĀ bewitched when heĀ sees you naked for the first time. youāre the first human heās ever taken into bed with him, and he studies your body with sincere curiosity. you feel like porcelain underneath his rough fingers, it makes himĀ cautious not toĀ leave a scratch on your smooth skin. he analyzes the slope of every curve, brushes along your perfect lines, and spreads you open to taste your warmth on his tongue. his pupils dilate when your breath hitches from his ministrations, and heās so fascinated by your reactions that it stirs his hunger. butĀ youāreĀ small underneath him -Ā so delicate that he has to force himself to slow down and keep himself steady. he curses when he enters you, the heat strangling his throat from how tight you are, and a deep moan escapes him when he realizes that you can take him.Ā
you feel his mouth everywhere, the strength of his hold pinning you in place while stars form in your eyes from the overstimulation. youāve never been admired like this by any other man before. this monster makes you tremble and shake, makes you forget your own words as it trickles out in babbles while you cry out to the heavens above you.Ā
the strain prompts sukunaās brows to knit together, the pressure forcing him to pull out and his eyes glow bright as he watches youĀ gush all over him. his eyes are fixated on your cunt, glittered with your arousal, and he places his palm flat against the slit to lap up your essence. he drags the same hand upward, pressing it against your lower belly, and feeling you quiver underneath his touch.Ā
he slides his dick back inside you, and greedily licks his lips because heāsĀ ravenous for more.Ā
#true form sukuna x reader#sukuna x reader#true form sukuna smut#sukuna smut#sukuna x female reader#sukuna x you#jujutsu kaisen smut#sorry for the h*rny thots but my brain is literally a pile of trash right now
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lost an entire box of clothes during the move. forgot my $200 headphones at the hotel in istanbul. lost my charger. im so super fucking tired.
#can i be a bad person and blame my sister for both#i mean the first literally Was her fault because she thought the clothes were trash and threw them away even tho i specifically made#a trash and specifically indicated it to her and my clothes were specifically Not in that pile#the beadphones im chalking up to her rushing me out the door to check out even tho it was only 11:30 and check out was at noon and we#didnāt even have anywhere we need to fucking be#anyway. highly recommend taking a trip with a loved one so you can have concrete experiences to remember why you never will again#im being harsh in anger but like. how can your two moods be#1) in a rush even tho we have no concrete plans (because you wanna go with the flow. but in a hurrt?)#*hurry??#and 2) āim crashing :/ā#anyway. sorrt for this yall the timezone difference means veryone id like to call about this cant come to the phone right now#so im ranting here
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For every overwatcg omegaverse 300k+ fic a devil gets forgiven and gets his wings in heaven
#yeah im trash ik#but abo is so funny?#i gotta like it cmon#like what do you mean your emotions can be sooo strong that you can smell em#what do you mean reproduction rights is vastly different now#what do you mean theres another level of discrimination you can write about#if o were to ever write an ow yeehan fic#think id make cole a beta n han an omega#and hana would be an alpha#bc i think thatd be cute and funny#esp with the younger pups like lucio and efi sticking onto the older omegas(han soldier and ana) like glue#absolute torture for han when they have huge scenting piles on base bc hes repulsed by all of their scents except for genjis faint one#dry heaving and crying when pups try and scent him#no maternal instinct#plus menopause hitting hard lmao#a/b/o dynamics#overwatch#sorry im a freak#it feels weird publicly admitting i like abo#sorry its such a good plot opportunity#sorry
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The management at my old apartment stole my fucking bike
#apparently theyve been mass 'confiscating' bikes off peoples porches without telling anyone that theyre taking them#i dont know how long mine has been gone bc i didnt notice it was missing until i went to load it into my car to move it#but if its been more than (i think) 30 days then it would be considered forfeit and they would have already sold/claimed/trashed it by now#my gf and i saw a whole pile of 20+ confiscated bikes near the maintenance building but it doesnt look like mine was in it#i called them today to ask about it and they told me that for them to look for it i would need to provide a photo to prove its mine??#its MY bike! you stole it off my porch. how tf was i supposed to know that i needed to take a picture of it beforehand#they told us we can go check out the pile so me and my gf are gonna go look more thoroughly now that we're officially allowed#but if its IN the maintenance building we wont be able to find it#and if they already sold it or took it home with them or threw it away then it also wont be there#and i cant even ask them to confirm when they took it / if its already gone#bc it looks like theyve been doing this with dozens of bikes over the past few months so how would they even remember one specific one#what the fuck#rambling#also to be clear: they arent being confiscated BECAUSE theyre on the porches#the bikes are supposed to be under the stairwell and thats where mine was#my neighbors who leave their kids bikes piled on their side in the yard got to keep theirs#theyve been doing unscheduled porch painting without any sort of warning or notice on and off since like december tho#so my only guess is that they decided since they werent giving us any notice to move our stuff off the porch ahead of time#they decided to just move straight into confiscating everything off of the porches and hoping no one would call them out on it#which is fucking bullshit
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Mad max 2015 the video gameā¢ is actually fun
#cowmmunist#nobody told me it wasnt a bad buggy garbage pile like i thought it was#i only think that because i bought the game in 2015#and i booted ot up for the first time and it couldnt run#i was never able to even play it#so i forgot about it all these years#randomly my dad is telling me about video games because sometimes we talk about them but its rare#and he brings it up and says that its supposed to be the best mad max game ever mase#and im like got dayum daddyo thats one big claim o famo#and i told him i had to take his word for it#and told him my brief experience with it#and all he had to say about it was āmaybe you should try itā#and well here i am#i am so goddamn high right now#my legs are so far away#and my microwave is screaming about my chicken sandwich#but wow funny game where you drive around a little trash car with guns is very very fun good for brain actually especially because in desert#where gun and car and bad guy belong i know this from the movies thats always where the cars and the guns and the bad guys are#and by god were they right
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Also with chapter 5 out now, I can get all excited about the shrink flashlight making a return. I just think Wendy using it to make her job as easy as possible was so cool and smart of me.
#Hayley Writes Triangulum#Like you tell me you wouldn't use that for cleaning if you could#I also just like dropping more lore about how they run the shack in general#Oh they've got all these new exhibits outside? How do they clean them up?#They shrink them at the end of the day#And what do they do with the shrunken trash??#Well you know...probably just leave it there or kick some dirt over it#It's smaller now and less likely to pile up#It's fine
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itās my weekend and I donāt have any appointments and itās been snowing since like 2am so Iām having an indoor day to keep slowly organizing the new apartment and on purpose didnāt take my adhd meds (only have a few left and Iād rather save them for work if Iām going to have trouble refilling with all the weather closures) and Soup Brain certainly hits different when itās not a workday. the lack of focus and memory still isnāt helpful but at least it doesnāt feel harmful when I forget what Iām supposed to be doing for an extended period of time.
#shhh sharkie#idk how to write anything simple without rambling so this is what you get#been slowly working on making big unorganized piles into smaller more organized piles and putting Away away what I can#itās been a work in progress!!#at some point I need to go get furniture to replace what I left at the old place but weāll get there when we get there#and to fill in new needs gaps#iām still kinda mad I left the table cause I really liked it but I was so tired and frustrated trying to take it apart and it wasnt worth it#but anyway. I like the new place and itās doing well for me and Sansa and I canāt wait for it to be acceptable enough to have people over!!#OH YEAH ANYWAY. SOUP BRAIN.#sometimes i wonder how i functioned at all before meds. my life is so much better and easier now.#itās still difficult and sad and hard but! itās so much easier to deal with all that stuff!! it doesnāt break me like it used to.#even on a day like today where i only took my anxiety meds and not my adhd meds#i havenāt gotten any of my written down tasks done (dishes and changing my sheets) but i have organized the crap out of several piles#(all of my costume stuff is in one box now! most of knick knacks are in the same box or on display!)#(I took out the trash! I put all the laundry in the laundry bag!)#little victories add up
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@poeticphoenixā asked:Ā Sets Roche's trash bin on fire. āAct first, explain later.ā From some meme... I forget which xD
And he would watch, a display of quiet dismay, as that one small little trash can would subsequently begin to melt into the rough cheap carpet of his dorm room floor. The smoke expelled by the toxic stench of molten plastic accelerated by the bits and pieces of trash waiting to be lifted by the custodial enough to set off the deafening blare of the smoke alarm, the heat seemingly warranting also the activation of the sprinkler system.Ā
But Roche doesnāt react, not as such, just standing there gazing mournfully at this polyurethane puddle scorching away at his feet, the flames slowly dying beneath the weight of the moisture slowly drenching everything else in that tiny box of a room.Ā
And he would slowly turn that gaze to his superior then, hair flat and sticking to his face, the remnants of hairspray and pomade running into his eyes, making them sting essentially undoing at least and hours worth of work from that morning.
āYou realise... sir... that I will get blamed for this...ā Roche wasnāt quite sure if he could handle another stint on sentry duty...Ā
#poeticphoenix#we really must do this again - ANSWERED ASKS#THAT WAS HIS ONLY TRASH CAN#ShinRa won't issue him with a new one#he will have to live in squalor now#with trash just piling up around him#Genesis... how could you???#xD
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#when I start trying to prepare to moveāit feels like the coldness of the bare floors creeps up into my blood and chest and heart and throat.#I stare at a single object and wonder if Iāll miss it or not.#I make a pile to donate. a pile to keep. a pile I might donate if I decide I wonāt miss it too painfully. a pile Iāll miss but I donāt wsnt#to keep- I want to give away to someone who will love it like I did. a pile to ask my mom if she wants it for sentiment. a pile for#things that are trash but have salvageable components I can remove before throwing away. a pile of salvaged components that havenāt found a#use yet. a pile of things that are trash unless I find a way to fix them. a pile for a single item- a feather from my childhood pet bird#a pile of my old catās favorite planet and toy. a pile for gifts I was given that I never used but still treasure as they sit on a shelf.#a pile of fun rocks#a pile of paper clips that started as just office supplies but now theyāre 15 years old and they remind me of warm summer childhood day#scraps of string and tiny empty boxes and wires to unknown electronics and acrylic paint that is too dry to donate but I could still use it#because I think itās fun to do the work to re-pulverize it and turn it into pigmented paste again#a comb missing half its teeth but I canāt remember if it was a gift or not so I keep it just in case#a tiny pillow. is it even mine? it isnāt trash but a thrift store would probably just throw it away. but it isnāt trash so I keep it#a box of assorted nuts and screws and a tiny little jar that I know Iāll find the perfect use for one dayS#a little bag like the kind you get when you buy a bag of polished rocks. inside it are delicately folded soda pop bottle labels from#a birthday long long ago.#a small box of sequins Iāve had as long as I can remember. maybe Iāll make something with them so I can justify keeping them.#old clothes I loved that are too tattered to donate but might fit me again one day or make good fabric for something else#a single old sock but itās elastic is still good and I should use the elastic for something because Iām always wishing I had some to spare#tickets to a state fair. booklet for a play i saw. graduation photo. a polite birthday card from a childhood nemesis.#itās so hard to get rid of those things. it feels like throwing away my childhood. and I had a rough childhood! I donāt wanna throw away the#GOOD parts of it. I need those parts. I guess theyāll still be there even without the objects. butā¦#I canāt remember the Memories without the Objects. they are my memories.#maybe I should just start by filling boxes with Memory Objects. and once Iāve got them all together. I can see if I can part ways with any.#and if I canātāwell#at least theyāll be packed up.#I wish my medicine wasnāt a political debateā¦ oh well. itās always been hard to get meds. though Iāve never considered moving over it#I wonder if my surgeon will have time to for our consult before. my doctor tried to assure me that my PCOS would justify the surgery but I#I read the bill and it says No Removal Of Healthy Organs Associated With Your Sex Unless You Are In Danger Of Imminent Death#And Iām not dying from PCOSā¦ Iām just likeā¦ Chronically ill from the chronic blood loss and overworked pain neurons and sometimes miss
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Also eldest child. Also uncontrolled internet access. Played the horse. Sat next to hot girl in band class. And woke mind virus.
PLEASE REBLOG IF YOU VOTE!
#there are parts to my backstory none of you have even heard of#that best friend who I touched tips with in a trash pile?#somehow persuaded me to play horse one time. he sat on my back while I crawled around on the floor.#he was a matter of months older than me and my best friend#he's a father now and works at a dispensary#and me?#I'm still trying to unpack that I want to be collared so bad but I haven't killed my inhibitions yet#but one day chat... one day...!#I'll unlock that last 10% of my power#and the world will rue the day it fucked with me#bark bark motherfucker
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the doppler effect
#there was some kind of cleaning van at the leasing office with loud-ass equipment running so of course we all got to hear it#having to walk past that twice on my way to and from the trash compactor was really cool. man speaking of the trash compactor#mgmt sent out an email saying they were gonna start opening the trash bags that were left outside the compactor to identify who left them#which 1st of all is an absurd concept. are you just looking for anything with an address? are you gonna id me from the litterbox refuse?#and 2nd of all maybe the compactor wouldnt get backed up so often if you had more than one for 150+ units#they used to have a free standing dumpster too but they got rid of it for reasons i forget. probably bc it was getting too full#the problem with the compactor is you open the hatch and theres a chute but you cant just put the bags in the chute bc they wont slide down#you have to toss the bags to the bottom of the chute. and all it takes is a few people to not do that and suddenly theres no room to toss#and then more bags pile up in there and now nobody can use the compactor. and if youre just coming to throw your trash away youre not gonna#take it upon yourself to move other peoples trash to unblock the chute. how could you even reach all the way down there#so you just put it on the ground next to all the other bags and then mgmt gets mad. whatever ill be out of here soon
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speaking of jjk threesomes, I feel like I might have been neglecting the following: yuki x choso x reader.
#now hear me out#yuki who can be a bit of a bully n a little bit mean despite sounding so nice#who really enjoys watching you and choso get each other off#& then sits back while you both service her in the best way possible#ughhhhh#brain go brrrrr#sorry for the h*rny thots but my brain is literally a pile of trash right now#peach: saying hi <3#not so sweet peach
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Reblogs appreciated to increase sample size!
#I donāt know what to tag this#Iām making this because I have felt all of these in the week since I started testing adhd meds to find one that works for me#anyway have at it#polls
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there should be more characters that live in garbage dumps
#only one coming to mind right now is rattleballs#why aren't there more... garbage dumps are such an under-utilized setting imo#make a stoic swordsman who lives on a pile of trash why don't you
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It's just a fact that nothing I do matters or has any impact
I can prove it, and I do mean that
I wouldn't want to because I think it would bother people, but I have... endless proof
#functionally I don't exist#I exist only in the sense of a vague technicality in that I'm physically present and all the think therefore kind of trash#but I have zero impact or interaction with the world#it's not that unlikely that I'm a hallucination haunting a keyboard#a figment of my own imagination#...the only sad part is if that was true at least I could just stop dreaming myself alive#instead of having to take more concrete and failure prone measures#but I genuinely do not and never have existed#and I really can prove it a thousand times over#but... I think it would be upsetting to have it all laid out; so I never will lay out the proof#besides; even if I said every last thing that would just sink into the void too#... I could say a lot more but I won't#there's questions I'd love an answer to but... but there's reasons I can't ask them including I already have and never got a response#...shame I won't even have anything to drink on my birthday I don't think#...if only I could dissect myself and place myself in neat little piles for medical folks to use as parts#if only if only if only#what I wouldn't give for a crumb#mm tag so i can find things later#or less kindly; what I wouldn't give to be able to breath these feelings down the world's throat#see how you like it when lockdowns are enough to make you squeamish#just bitter on that one cause everyone talked big about how sad it made them... but not a shred of anything given my way#when that's just a normal day everyday forever for me#I literally forgot about lockdowns being a thing on a regular basis#my life then and life now are the same except I don't have to drive to the trailer to clean; just have to go to the storage room#so that's nice at least#but I see the exact same amount of people every day as I did then#you could make some money killing me you know; and I'd film a clip making it clear it's all my idea#only problem is I'd have to trust you with people I like despite you being willing to kill... but maybe I would if you get it's a mercy#eh... I can't even say what I really think... I should go to bed#and I can't even talk about the stuff that got me thinking on this
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Why am I flipping tf out over my roommate going into my room when I wasn't home and leaving a package on my bed it's literally not a big deal and they were trying to be helpful but I am shaking right now I should be happy I got my new favorite shirt but I'm so angry
#Like genuinely seething with rage over something so innocuous I shouldn't be angry#But at the same time I'm like...#The door was shut. When did I ever say you could come in here (I didn't). I wasn't home. Don't touch my stuff. You could have left it#Outside the door. My room is a mess and they saw. AND DON'T TOUCH MY STUFF#I feel like I shouldn't have to sit them down and be like 'hey I don't want you going in my room when I didn't say you could go in there'#Like I feel like that's common sense when u live with other people but I guess not?????#Like it really bothers me cuz I'd NEVER go into someone's room when they weren't there w/o express permission#Fucks sake I linger outside the doorway til they say I can come in when they are there and we're talking#I feel like that's just basic decency because it's their space#Why can't you respect mine and not go in my room when you don't have permission?????#At least text me first????!#THE DOOR WAS SHUT THATS WHAT'S REALLY BOTHERING ME#THE DOOR WAS SHUT WHY WOULD YOU LOOK AT A CLOSED DOOR TO SOMEONE'S BEDROOM AND JUST WALK IN WITHOUT EVER ASKING#Sorry. I know I'm being super irrational right now#I just. My mom used to go through my stuff when I lived at home and throw out whatever she wanted#She would wait until I left the house and then throw things out and leave the rest in a giant pile of trash on the floor#It was always when I was having a decent day too. She'd treat me totally normally the whole way home and then I'd walk into my room to it#Absolutely destroyed and her response was always a cool 'well you should have cleaned it then'#I used to have to dig through the garbage to get the stuff I had attachments to back#She once threw out an entire shoebox filled with my drawings because it was 'too messy' but literally the lid was slightly askew from being#Overfilled. Instead of getting me a bigger container or another shoebox she just fucking tossed it#I lost so much childhood art from that it's part of the reason I refuse to throw anything I've ever drawn away#Anyway this is why I'm overreacting and being irrational and not letting people walk all over me with no complaints#Don't worry though I'm working on squishing any other reservations I have about being a doormat#That way in a couple more years I'll just be a shell of a person and then people will finally like having me around#AJDGDHDHDBMSBDGDJDHDBDMDBDBDN#Grumble grumble
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