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baconcolacan · 11 months

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So apparently twitter imploded while I wasn’t looking and now people are coming back here.

Thats freakin’ hilarious, tumblr truly is the cockroach of the internet.

#neil talky #looks at my brand spankin new twitter acct #[deactivates]#Yeah bye bye buddy #I didnt know how to work you anyway lmao #ITS SO FUNNY I WENT ON A MINI VACATION #Im so relaxed rn #while the soc meds (except tumblr) all seemingly exploded at the same time #damn #I missed a lot

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mutantbanner · 2 years

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Thor Odinson is the local hot buff ISA certified arborist and Bruce Banner is the conservation scientist who lives in the apartment upstairs and sweats while he watches him prune trees from the window

#thor #thor odinson #arborist au #bruce banner #thorbruce #gammahammer #my art #my stuff #genuinely i need to draw more of this #yes this is an extremely niche au where i give thor my job because im a dirty kinnie #jk jk i'm not isa certified i'm literally a brand spankin new apprentice who can barely climb a tree LMAO #ANYWAYS #I #YEAH

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chronically-ghosted · 2 months

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Madame Ghosted invites you to a world of mysticism and magic! Enter through the veil for a night beyond your wildest dreams! the portal between this world and the next will be open for one week: March 31st - April 6th

let's get our freak on at the devil's sabbath for 1000 followers - pick a mystical art! (one at a time please)

augury 🦉 - a powerful omen of things to come. send me this and i’ll share a paragraph from one of my wips and talk a bit about it (feel free to pick a specific wip/on-going series if you'd like)

astrology 💫 - discern your past by studying celestial bodies. send me a pedro boy from either the cute and cuddly prompt list or the smutty list and i'll write a drabble

mediumship 👻 - communication between familiar spirits or spirits of the dead and living. mutuals, i love you so much! send me this and i'll tell you which pedro movie i think you're most suited to

palmistry ✋🏼 - divine the future in the palm of your hand. send in a pedro character with a trope/mood and i'll give you three fic recs

numerology ⚖️ - draw meaning from the symbols in your life. ask me anything you want to know - anon or otherwise - or we can play a game! (would you rather, FMK, etc.) (feel free to check out my brand-spankin' new about me page for any inspiration)

sappy thank you note below the cut:

i cannot translate all the gratitude, love, and awe i feel in my heart into words. thank you SO MUCH for every follow, reblog, comment, and follow you've all given me. when i am in a bad place, i come here for friendship, community, and kindness. when i need a laugh, i come here. when i need to get my rocks off, i come here (yeah, that's not a pun). when i need to feel surrounded by some of the greatest people i've ever met, i come here <3

it's been less than a year since i did my 100 follower milestone with a similar mystical theme, so it only seemed right i do it again. and to my surprise, a lot of those at that milestone are still around today. i'll tag some friend-o's below, but truly, thank you so much to all one thousand of you!

@sp00kymulderr @perotovar @gnpwdrnwhiskey @trulybetty @theywhowriteandknowthings @suzdin @kteague @heareball @tvversionperson @bitchwitch1981 @dilf-din @agentjackdaniels @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin @whatsnewalycat @tightjeansjavi @hellishjoel @futuraa-free @covetyou @morallyinept @5oh5-library @opallouu @beskarandblasters @luxurychristmaspudding @pedrorascal @janaispunk @burntheedges @ladamedusoif

#1k followers #follower milestone #follower celebration

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copias-girl · 1 year

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To Catch a Cardinal: Chapter IX

A/N: Don’t @ me if you can’t actually make a multi-way call on a rotary phone! Reader uses ✨satan magic✨ to make the aesthetic work lol

All chapters here <3

•♥︎𖤐♥︎•

“Yes!” You exclaimed to yourself when you were handed a package by the Mail Ghoul, smacking a kiss right onto the cheek of his cold metal mask, leaving a glossy lip print that surely had the Ghoul blushing and swaying his tail in excitement. You had online ordered a brand spankin’ new bikini, and it had finally arrived. Thanking the Ghoul and closing the door to your room, you impatiently tore the package open, holding up the scandalously tiny scraps of black fabric.

Smirking kittenishly, you hopped onto your bed, laying on your stomach and dialling a few numbers on your ornate black vintage rotary phone.

“Hello?” Mable answered.

“Please hold!” You chirped, patching in another call.

“Hey girlie, what’s up?” Lilith picked up next.

Soon, you had all your girlfriends on the line, chatting while you kicked your feet back and forth on the bed and twirled the telephone cord around your finger.

“Sooo, the sleepover the other day was really fun.” You started.

“Yeah, I bet it was, with your little plaything there.” Emily laughed. “I can’t tell if you kinda like him or if you’re just leading him on for the fun of it.”

“Ooooh, we should speculate on that! Maybe cast bets?” Ava giggled.

“Did you guys hear that? That was the sound of my eyes rolling.” You smirked, giving nothing away. “Anyway, the reason why I called is because I just got my new bikini in the mail! Anyone fancy a beach day?” You asked excitedly.

A chorus of thrilled squeals came through the telephone, and you had to hold the receiver a little away from your head to keep from getting your eardrum blown out.

“You always have the best ideas!” Ava gushed.

“We should invite Rob! I’ll call him right after this!” Emily decided, and this time you hoped the sound of your eyes rolling wasn’t audible through the phone.

“There’s only one problem…” Mable spoke up. “Who’s gonna drive us? It’s shopping day and some ghouls took two groups of siblings to go into town. So they’re using both cars. She explained.

“I think I can get us a ride.” You smirked.

“Oh don’t you go asking that stupid Cardinal!” Emily pleaded, but you were already dead set on your decision.

“Don’t forget sunscreen!” You grinned mischievously, dropping the phone onto the hook with a click!

•𖤐•

A devilish smirk found its way onto your face when you spotted Copia strolling down the hall towards his office. He wasn’t wearing his biretta today, and you wondered if it was because you told him that you liked his hair at the sleepover. You skipped up to him, startling the man by tapping his shoulder.

“Oh! S-Sorella!” Copia gasped, wide eyes nervously darting all around, finding it difficult to look you in the eyes, especially since the kiss at the sleepover.

You just looked so beautiful; Copia didn’t want to get all hot and bothered, and it felt as though he really didn’t know how to act around you. You kept reeling him in with your sweetness, intoxicating him by lavishing your gentle attention on him, but whenever the poor man would start to get comfortable, you’d do something to keep him on his toes.

At the sleepover, you had called him out twice for having a boner, which, admittedly, the Cardinal felt very ashamed about. You’d called him a pervert and made him feel bad, yet you continued to stay near him and even cuddle with him during the movie. Your words didn’t match your actions. He couldn’t tell if you were calling him ‘Rat’ as a pet name or an insult. You were giving poor Copia mixed signals that he didn’t know how to decipher, and the more the dwelled on it, the more confused he got.

“Hi Cardinal.” You coyly twirled a lock of your hair around your finger. “Um, I have a question?”

“S-si?” He asked, swallowing nervously.

“Do you have a car?” You enquired.

“Eh? W-well ehm, y-yes I do.” The Cardinal answered. “Perché?”

“Well, I know it’s a lot to ask but, could you drive me to the beach?” You pouted, and Copia just couldn’t say no to those big doe eyes as you batted your lashes at him.

“Of course, Sorella.” The timid man nodded.

“Oh, you will? Are you sure??” You asked, and he nodded again, a pitiful little smile creeping onto his face at your excited disbelief.

“Thank youuuu!” You squealed, wrapping your arms around his neck as you hugged him.

Copia’s cheeks burned, his body stiffening, gloved hands shakily daring to rest on your waist.

“You really come in clutch, don’t you, Cardi?” You teased, pulling away just enough to look at the man while your hands smoothed over his chest, toying with the hem of his pellegrina.

Copia averted his gaze with a shy little chuckle, staring down at the floor.

Curling a finger under his chin, you lifted his head to meet your gaze once more, intimidating the poor little mouse by silently studying him for a few moments.

“Come have lunch, then we can go.” You took his hand in yours and pulled him towards the dining hall.

“O-okay..!” He followed you like a pathetic puppy dog, blushing furiously as you held his hand.

•𖤐•

“It was like… so weird.” Lilith remarked.

“So she kissed him?” Rob asked in disbelief.

“Yeah, but only because Emily dared her to.” Ava clarified.

“Yeah but… She, like, straight up made out with him for a minute. With way too much tongue.” Mable winced.

“Well why’d you even dare her to do that in the first place?” Rob asked, crossing his arms. It looked as though he was upset that he wasn’t there to protect you.

“She told me to give her a gross dare so I did!” Emily defended herself with a shrug. “It’s not like I dared her to swallow rat man’s entire tongue for fuck’s sakes! I thought she’d suffer through a quick peck and move on.”

“Okay but get this: afterward, she even asked him if it was his first ever kiss and he said it was! He’s fifty years old! And he’s never been kissed! Let that sink in!” Lilith giggled.

“I believe it! I mean, have you seen the guy?? It’s not like the ladies would be lining up to kiss that.” Rob laughed, leaning back in his chair.

“I know right? It was so weird though because then she was all over him during the movie.” Emily wrinkled her nose in disgust.

“Yeah but it was a horror movie, and you know how she gets. When we watched Texas Chainsaw Massacre that one time, she was constricting around me like a serpent!” Mable pointed out.

“I think I’d rather get jump-scared all alone rather than have to cuddle with that pathetic old loser.” Emily snorted, causing Rob to laugh.

“Nema to that! He’s such a little creep about it too! I think I even heard her calling him a perv!” Ava added.

Lilith gasped. “Eww! He was probably getting off on it! He probably had a raging bon-”

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You didn’t let go of the Cardinal’s hand until you had pulled him into the chair next to you as you sat at one of the long tables with all of your friends. You caught the tail end of the group’s conversation, and you could tell they’d been gossiping about you and Copia. You wished you’d been there to hear the full thing; you would have paid actual money to see Rob’s reaction when he was told about you sharing a heated kiss with the rat man.

The table went quiet, your friends clearing their throats awkwardly and looking amongst themselves.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt. What were you guys talking about?” You mischievously enquired, taking one of the honey brioche buns out of the basket on the table and buttering it.

“Well, nothi-” Ava murmured, averting her gaze but getting interrupted by Rob.

“Oh hey, lover boy!” He greeted the Cardinal condescendingly. “Did you enjoy getting your jollies from that pity-kiss? Must have been some first, huh?” He sneered before turning to you. “Did you wash your mouth out with bleach, afterwards? Or maybe rat-poison?”

Copia’s breath caught in his throat. Poor thing, his face was as red as the raspberry jam on the table. His dichromatic eyes were pitifully wide, mouth hanging open in utter surprise while the humiliated flush on his cheeks spread across the bridge of his nose and to the tips of his ears like wildfire. He was hurt by Rob’s words; it wasn’t like that at all! He wasn’t getting his jollies from you. It wasn’t his fault that his body reacted so strongly to you; he really did feel terrible about it, but he just couldn’t help the effect you had on him.

You let Copia flounder for a bit before having mercy on him, swooping in to save him.

“Be nice, Rob.” You tutted, gently running your fingers through the soft hair at the base of Copia’s neck, as if he was your little pet. “Co-Co’s the one driving us.”

Everyone rolled their eyes, grumbling quietly while the Cardinal‘s wide gaze snapped up to you upon hearing your cute nickname for him.

“Well, do you guys wanna go to the beach or not? Because Cardinal and I can always just go by ourselves.” You offered casually.

“Aw come on, sweetcheeks!” Rob laughed. “I’m sure your little rat can take a joke, right?” He asked, holding his hand out to Copia.

Like a good sport, the Cardinal nodded, reaching to shake hands, but Rob only scoffed and pulled away just before Copia could take his hand.

“Too slow!” He laughed.

Your poor Cardinal meekly folded his hands in his lap while your friends snickered, congratulating Rob on his cruel trick.

“Could you pass me the cherry jam please?” You asked, giving Copia a little nudge.

The blushing man nodded, nervously reaching for one of the jars on the table and sliding it over to you, his eyes repeatedly flicking to you before staring down at his lap once more.

You opened the jar, tsking in disappointment. Strawberry.

Taking a little spoonful, you turned to Copia. “Does this taste like cherry to you, Rat?” You asked, a bit condescendingly, hooking a finger in his collar to pull him closer as you fed it to him.

The Cardinal’s eyes widened in alarm at his mistake.

“M-m-mi dispiace, Sorella!” He stuttered apologetically, scrambling to get you the correct jar.

“Thank you, Cardinal.” You smiled sweetly at him, dipping your spoon into the tart cherry preserves and holding it up for the man to taste.

With pathetically wide eyes and a quick self conscious glance at your friends, Copia nervously accepted the spoonful, his tongue swiping across his lower lip to catch a drip of the glassy red liquid.

You made a little show out of licking the rest of the sweet cherry nectar off the spoon, and from your peripheral vision you could tell your friends were all staring, unsure of how to react. A wicked little smirk tugging at your lips, not missing the way Copia’s flush deepened as he watched you lave your tongue over the spoon he’d just had in his mouth.

“Mmm so sweet, isn’t it?” You hummed, gazing at your Cardinal while he nervously nodded, stammering out a quiet agreement.

“Well, I’m gonna go get changed and I suggest you all do the same too.” You stood from your seat, placing a hand on Copia’s shoulder. “We’ll meet you out front?”

“S-si, I-I go and, ehm, get the car and- S-si.” He affirmed.

“Don’t forget your swimsuit!” You reminded him in a sing-song voice before slipping off towards your room.

Not wanting to be stuck alone with your friends, Copia awkwardly got up and scurried off to his room.

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You slipped on your brand new bikini, smirking in the mirror at the perfect fit before putting some summer clothes on top. You pulled on your Widow Rat cropped tank top, some black cut off shorts, and your chunky black platform sandals, the ones with the cobweb detailing and the spider ankle clasp. Of course, you had your usual black nail polish on your fingers and toes, and the look couldn’t be complete without your grucifix ankle bracelet.

You grabbed your black beach bag, throwing in your black and white striped towel and coppertone sunblock, snatching your batwing sunglasses on the way out the door and placing them on top of your head.

You strolled to the grand main door of the ministry, meeting your friends who were also all dressed in summer clothes, Rob even holding a black and white beach ball under his arm. You chatted for a while until you heard the sound of keys jingling and clattering to the floor, and you knew your little disaster Cardinal was near.

You turned, seeing the man pathetically fumbling to pick his keys off the ground while balancing a boombox on his shoulder. You grinned endearingly, your eyes sweeping over his form. And he was wearing a different getup for once! You’d only ever seen him in his cassocks, but now he was wearing some sort of burgundy track suit with a t-shirt underneath that said VVLGARI. He had on a different pair of black gloves, ones you suspected he used for casual occasions like this, yet he still wore his dress shoes which looked quite awkward with a sweatsuit.

“Oh, we can listen to music on the beach! Good thinking, Cardinal!” You chirped, and Copia’s nervous expression softened at your excitement. He set the radio down, his painted eyes flicking up and down your body, biting his lower lip at your exposed midriff, arms, and bare legs.

Copia swallowed thickly, trying not to gawk at you like a creep. Smoothing his fingertips over his moustache, he cleared his throat. “I-I- ehm, I like y-your, eh-” He stammered, gesturing to your chest.

“My what? My breasts?” You asked in coquettish confusion.

“N-no! T-that’s not what I-”

“You don’t like my breasts?” You pouted, batting your thick lashes and looking hurt.

The Cardinal’s eyes widened in alarm; he hadn’t intended to insult you! “No no, I-I do! V-very much!” Goddammit, now he was sounding like a creep! “Er-! I-I mean! T-that is not what I- ..I mean- I wasn’t t-trying to, ehm- W-well, what I was t-trying to say, eh-”

You crossed your arms in amusement, watching him struggle to keep his head above water.

“M-mi dispiace, Sorella, I was t-trying to say that I liked your t-t-t-”

“My what, Rat? My t-t-t-tits?” You teased him further, taking a step closer to the poor, distressed, pitiful man.

“Y-your top, Sorella!” Copia finally got it out, red-faced and out of breath from being so tongue-tied.

“Oh! My top!” You giggled in realization, glancing down at your crop top and the image of the rat on it. “Thank you, Cardinal.” You grinned at him, twirling a lock of hair around your finger. Of course you knew what he’d been trying to say all along. Satan, you had the idea to wear that top because of him, because you knew he’d like it. But there wasn’t a more delicious sight than watching poor flustered Copia strain against his own nervousness.

“What a weirdo…” Emily murmured to your friends, shaking her head disapprovingly while the others exchanged whispers of hushed laughter.

“I, ehm- I will go get la macchina..” Copia fidgeted with the hem of his hoodie for a moment, stealing another timid glance at you before heading outside.

You and your group followed and waited on the front steps of the abbey, basking in the warm sun while he went to get his car. In no time, Copia was pulling up in his white 1969 Buick LeSabre, and you all put your bags and the cooler of drinks in the trunk.

“Slick ride, Rat.” You smirked as you slid in shotgun, pressing up against Copia on the bench seat. Lilith got in next to you, while Mable, Ava, Emily, and Rob squeezed into the back.

“G-Grazie..” He blushed, gloved hands tightening their grip on the wheel as you placed a hand on his thigh, under the guise of steadying yourself to make more room for Lilith.

“You can always sit back here if it gets boring up there.” Rob offered.

“I think it’s pretty tight back there.” You turned him down with a smile.

“You could sit on my lap.” He suggested.

Copia’s worried gaze quickly snapped over to you. He felt selfish and foolish for thinking it, but he really didn’t want you sitting on Rob. Copia knew from first-hand experience what would happen, because when you had sat on his lap in the car, the poor Cardinal got so worked up that he came in his pants!

“Thanks, but I feel perfectly comfortable right here.” You replied, daring to rest your hand on Copia’s thigh once more. The Cardinal exhaled shakily in relief as you put his worries to rest. With a timorous little smile at you, he started the car and your road trip to the beach had begun.

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Driving was smooth and streamlined due to the clear and open road. A comfortable silence had fallen upon you all, so you occupied yourself with gazing dreamily at the Cardinal as he drove.

He was a surprisingly good driver, and seeing the sweet man like this only caused your hot passion to swell for him even more; the way he attentively checked his mirrors, eyes wide and focused on the road, licking his lips every so often. You wished you could lick his lips again. Ever since you kissed Copia at the sleepover, you’d had the most insatiable craving for his delicious lips, inexperienced as they may be. Perhaps you’d make out with him again, this time with the clever excuse of letting him use you to practice kissing. He’d feel so terrible and ashamed of himself; a kind young thing like you piteously having to do charity work for a pathetic 50 year old virgin. You bit the inside of your cheek to stifle a wicked grin. Oh, how you longed to nip at him and tease him and overwhelm him with your affection.

You sighed softly, biting your lip and studying the man’s delicious profile; his sharp sideburns, thin moustache, the lines on his face. His pointy, rat-like nose caused the corners of your lips to curl into an endearing little smile. Copia always had a pitifulness about him, but it seemed to be accentuated in this moment as he concentrated on driving, his eyes flicking over to you every so often.

You leaned forward to pop open the glovebox, deciding to snoop around to pass the time. Copia watched as you poked around through his things, finally discovering his music stash. You looked over the selection, grinning at the 1960s Italian tunes, an ABBA tape, and- unholy shit, is that-

“No way! Repugnant and Acid Witch??” You held the tapes up ecstatically. You rifled through more of the cassettes, noticing that your sweet little Cardinal’s music taste was actually very heavy.

“I didn’t know you were a metalhead, Rat.” You giggled, reaching over to pinch at his cheek.

The man smiled bashfully, a pink blush causing his freckles to become more prominent.

“You, eh, you like that?” He glanced at you before flicking his eyes back to the road.

“Satanas, do I ever!” You sighed dreamily. “They’re two of my favourites! I’ve literally gotten noise complaints from blaring Acid Witch late at night. And I think I annoyed everyone by replaying that one random ‘yeehaw’ in Voices of the Dead.” You recounted with an amused giggle.

“Ah! Si, si, I always liked that part!” Copia chuckled. He was genuinely relaxed for once, nearly all of his nervousness melting away. He was delighted to discover that you shared his taste in music. Oh, he could feel himself falling even harder for you. And the fact that you were speaking to him like he was a real person meant the world to him. Poor Copia was so used to people brushing him off at best or insulting him at worst, so it was beyond refreshing to have a conversation where someone wasn’t constantly making backhanded jabs at him. He loved the way your eyes lit up as you enthusiastically spoke with him, inching a bit closer to him on the bench seat and gently placing a hand on his shoulder. It felt as though your friends weren’t even there; hell, the whole world faded into the background as he grew more comfortable with you.

For a moment, Copia even dared to think that he kind of felt a little bit cool. He was- what did the young people call it nowadays? Vibrating? Yes, he was vibrating with you!

“I’m surprised you don’t like something a little more melodic. You know, something you can actually fuck to.” Rob chimed in with a sniff. He had attempted to play it off as a joke, but a slight annoyance was detectable in his voice, no doubt from the fact that you and the Cardinal were hitting it off so well.

“On the contrary! The very best love-making happens when death metal is playing.” You smirked.

Copia’s breath hitched in his throat as he did a triple-take at you, his lips parted and cheeks furiously flushed as he gaped at you for a few moments before having to tear his eyes away and stare at the road again.

“I think the Cardinal would like to agree, but he’s a little too inexperienced on the matter.” Rob sneered, causing your friends to erupt into laughter, covering their mouths and playfully swatting at Rob in congratulations for his joke.

Aaaand there it was. Relaxation? Gone. Coolness? Not even in his vocabulary. Thanks to Rob so kindly pointing out his pathetic virginity, Copia was now back to being the ashamed, humiliated loser whom everyone made fun of. He didn’t even look over to see your reaction, too scared to find you stifling giggles.

After a few moments of silence, you twisted the cap off a water bottle to wet your whistle. However, after taking a drink, the small piece of plastic slipped out of your fingers, bouncing and rolling and finally falling somewhere under the seat.

“Satan in Hell…” You grumbled, handing the opened bottle to Lilith next to you.

“Oh- Ehm, do you want me to-” Copia began to offer, but you only shook your head.

“No, just keep driving, I’ll feel around for it.” You replied, bending down and hooking your arm under the seat.

In fact, you were bending down so far that your head was right in Copia’s lap, your cheek pressed against the bulge in his pants. The man’s mismatched eyes were as wide as cherry pies as he stole a panicked glance down at his lap, already feeling himself growing aroused.

You fished around for the cap, huffing in annoyance when you couldn’t feel it. You reached deeper under the seat, burying your face in Copia’s rapidly hardening cock.

The Cardinal prayed to Satan that you wouldn’t be able to feel his growing erection pressing firmly into your face, and he resisted the urge to grind against your cheek, his breaths beginning to quicken as his heart hammered in his chest.

“What are you doing??” Emily asked.

“Ew, it looks like you’re sucking him off.” Lilith laughed, catching Rob’s attention in the backseat.

“I dropped the stupid water bottle cap and I’m trying to feel around for it.” You murmured, voice muffled by the fabric of Copia’s sweatpants, your words sending vibrations of pleasure through him.

Oh, you looked gorgeous like this, so gorgeous with your head buried in his lap, your tresses of hair flowing all around. The man’s cheeks were on fire as he tried to keep himself calm, tried to steady his breathing. The last thing he wanted to do was cream himself, but it was so difficult when he kept picturing you pleasuring him with your sweet mouth.

Just when the Cardinal felt as though he couldn’t take it anymore, your fingertips finally grasped the cap and you sat upright once more.

“Got it!” You held it up triumphantly before screwing it back onto the bottle. You caught Copia’s gaze, smirking kittenishly at him as mischief twinkled in your eyes.

The Cardinal swallowed thickly, attempting to stabilize his trembling hands on the steering wheel. This was only the car ride. How in Satan’s name would he survive the beach?

𖤐 to be continued 𖤐

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spins-all-over · 8 months

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I still think it's really funny that right after Ballister made his new arm, he decides to test it out by holding the broken bottle after he hears knocking at the door. Like- that could be someone coming to arrest him (it wasn't, but HE didn't know that!), and he decides that it's a safe and smart decision to test out his new arm, which has LITERALLY NEVER BEEN USED BEFORE THIS SCENE to potentially shank someone.

Like, I get that was probably his dominant arm, and he didn't trust his non-dominant arm to protect him, but if it were ME, I'd probably trust the arm I've had my entire life over the BRAND SPANKIN NEW prosthetic one!

And yeah, the Nimona universe definitely seems to have greater technological advances than ours, BUT LIKE- HE FINISHED MAKING IT LITERALLY LESS THAN 10 GODDAMN SECONDS AGO!!

Bal...

My man...

Use critical thinking-

(And yes, I know that arm ended up working perfectly, but ONCE AGAIN: HE DIDN'T KNOW THAT!!!)

#nd stevenson #ballister boldheart #nimona ballister #nimona #netflix nimona #nimona netflix

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ageless-aislynn · 4 months

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Okay, I think I finally have actual proof now that I did NOT cause my computer issues. I found a forum where other people with the same make/model and two make/models right next to it all have had similar issues from day one with their PCs. Then Dell revoked all of the previous driver updates they'd been pushing and yesterday, here comes 3 marked critical: BIOS and the Nvidia and Intel graphics drivers, all brand spankin' new (literally released that week or that day in Intel's case) and with the purpose of "fixing bug checks and providing system stability." Bug checks being the official term for a Blue Screen of Death, that is. Normally I wouldn't update on day one of a new release but, well, my computer crashed this morning when I just turned it on and it was sitting idle after about 5 minutes of up-time so I figured that was my sign.

All 3 updates are now applied. If you pray, I'd appreciate it. If you have time to spare me some kind thoughts, to put some positive energy out there in the universe, just whatever, I appreciate it. I didn't realize how much I truly rely on my computer to deal with my anxiety, depression and panic attack issues until not only do I NOT have access to the things I use to try to get through them all, but the computer's switching off at random times has made all of them so much worse.

Yeah, Halo's just a game but it's truly helped me redirect if I'm struggling with anxiety or a panic attack that's looming. Getting really involved in Mass Effect: Andromeda's various romances, making GIFs of them, learning to craft weapons, that sort of thing, it's helped me focus on things other than worrying about RL stuff. I really could use all of those things back, you know? Plus, I was looking forward to so many of the new games I've added to my Steam library. Learning something new can also help redirect my brain when it's spiraling out of control.

And this isn't even to touch on doing creative things like making GIFs, vidding and writing. I'm still working on my "15 Minutes" ch7 by hand but it's so much slower than being able to type it. I was really hoping to have at least this chapter up before Halo s2 starts but I'm not sure if I can, if I'm just scratching away with pencil and paper, not even certain how I'm going to get those words on the Internet anyway.

I mean, just imagine how frustrating it would be if whatever device you use would just blink off with no rhyme or reason, no way to predict when whatever you're doing will just be gone. Sometimes it does it a couple times a day, sometimes 8 times an hour. You can't do 90% of what you usually do online anyway and the other 10% feels like you're walking through a minefield, just waiting to take one wrong step. And nothing works to fix it. Nothing. You spend hours researching, desperate to find The Thing That Will Work and it's just not out there. That's been the past few weeks with this computer.

Considering that my previous computer is ALSO in this make/model line, just back several years, makes me wonder if the issues it began to have out of the blue in October, 2023 are related. I've seen a LOT of mentions in that forum of people whose computer suddenly went bad in Oct, 23. That seems like an awfully big coincidence, doesn't it?

Anyway, just wanted to check in. Hope you're all doing well and here's hoping that I'm now on the road to getting to just... do things on the computer and the Internet again like I used to. I miss it so much and I really miss all of you. Love to you all. 💖

#ageless aislynn #computer problems #computer issues #good thoughts and prayers and well wishes appreciated #love you frens #miss you

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industrialstrengthstrap · 4 months

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Audio, for You 😉

Hi! Yeah, you know those audio commish things I kept harping about? Welp, I'm ready now! Here's the facts!

What I'm offering: audio of my melodious voice for your listening ear. I'm willing to do an audio of anything relating to the feeding kink sphere, and you can see my faves here, but if there's something outside of those you're interested in, let me know, and I'll see what I can do. Please be aware I have the right to refuse anything that makes me uncomfortable.

I'm happy to offer teasing, encouragement, a kind word or praise, or a bit of feeding-related name calling (piggy, cow, etc).

Basic audio (speaking, no background music/effects as of yet) is $12! This nets you a 1:00 - 1:30 long audio, posted here for you to enjoy. I can certainly do longer ones, at an extra $2 per minute.

If you're interested, kindly DM me, and we'll discuss your idea so I can understand what you're looking for. When we're both happy, payment can be made through my brand spankin' new ko-fi page!

Currently prepared to take on two projects; first come, first served!

#nervously pacing teehee #excited and scared at the same time but let's keep it chill and fun!#reed is Yapping

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sassafras--manson · 4 months

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Tagged by my friend @weirdness-is-good to do 15 questions and tag 15 friends 👽

1. Are you named after anyone?

my first name’s from a non recurring character in a soap opera my mom had watched since she was like 14. she swore that’s what she’d name her first girl and kept it a secret so no one could steal it for That Long (and i have 2 older brothers and i’m rly glad they weren’t girls cuz idk who i’d be without this name) // my middle name is after a close family friend that i rly don’t know much about, other than seeing a photo of her holding me as a baby. she passed when i was super young so i never met her when i was any older. i should ask my dad about her.

2. When was the last time you cried?

i’ve started coming off my ssri so i been at least tearing up if not full on wailing every day of january so far hahaha effexor withdrawals are no fuckin joke

3. Do you have kids?

i could see myself fostering kids some day. otherwise being the cool aunt is perfect for me (and i just got a brand spankin new niece on the 12th!)

4. What sports do you play/have you played?

i did gymnastics/dance, basketball, track, and cheerleading growin up. i wanna get back into gymnastics/dance classes tho (i wanna do pole dance so bad) cuz my muscle memory and flexibility without practicing or stretching is still crazy

5. Do you use sarcasm?

fosh

6. What's the first thing you notice about someone?

their style and like their attitude

7. Eye color?

green

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

i love scary movies and movies that get me all soul searchy and weird, but sometimes you need something happy that’s not that deep. i just love movies. i should keep a letterboxd. i got one and just never use it cuz i haate ranking/scoring things. but i watch so many movies

9. Any talents?

turning cigarettes into smoked cigarettes 😤

but fr i’m a pretty decent singer. some friends’ band broke up recently so a couple of them and i are talkin bout startin a band where i get be somewhere between a punk and the 80s hair metal star of my dreamsss

10. Where were you born?

in a small hospital in a snowstorm

11. Hobbies?

goin to shows a lot. stick n poke tattooing. i wanna do every art n craft imaginable. but mostly i take film photos (i wanna take more AT shows but i get self consciouss), make jewelry, paint, upcycle clothes. watchin movies (usually while i’m doin art). one of these days i hope i’ll start writin poetry again like i used to but it feels awful far away as a concept

12. Any pets?

2 black cats, my fluffy lil spunky lady Elvira and my slinky v sweet and polite boy Houdini

13. Height?

5’9”

14. Favorite school subject?

i’m not in school, but it was always art, even tho i barely got to take any art classes

15. Dream job?

i’d love to be a tattoo artist and stick n poke for a living, traveling to different shops or just traveling n poking independently (help me gain traction plzz n follow me @ stab_worthy on insta 🥺) and honestly i think i could make it happen. pointillism just *made sense* to me when we did a project in my one high school art class and in the same way stick n poke *made sense* as soon as i started doin it. it’s one of the few things i don’t feel weird about saying “i’m good at this”. i’m self taught and always learning, but yeah, i’m good at this :3

tag 15 ppl

idk if i even know 15 ppl on here now that i’m rebuilding, post blog deletion 😭 so even if we’re kinda new or distant mutuals ur still makin the list (plus then i won’t be as new or distant) 🤡

@sea-wolfe @tangledupinblue8 @inertiatic @carbonfootprince @wastedefforts @ectrica @msf-diamond-dog @diegc @wonderfulcaricatureof-intimacy @oneafter909blues @corpest @lily-of-elysium @venusmolting @vulpeasera @delusionsofamor

#about me #tag game

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sharperthewriter · 10 months

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17th Annual Kim Possible Fannies Promotion

Good evening, everyone.

The 17th Annual Kim Possible Fannies Season is underway (yeah, we're trying to play catch-up after a lengthy 16th KP Fannies.)

To start things off, we have a brand-spankin' new KP Fannies Forum: The Kim Possible Fannie Awards! Forum | FanFiction

And in addition, we have the complete list of the 17th Fannies eligible stories here: 17th Fannies Eligible Fanfics (2021 - Current Cycle!) - The Kim Possible Fannie Awards! Forum | FanFiction

The self-promo thread is also up as well: Story Promotion! 2021 Fannies Cycle - The Kim Possible Fannie Awards! Forum | FanFiction

#kim possible #fanfiction #drakgo #drakken #ron stoppable #bonnie rockwaller #monique #monkey fist #17KPFA #so the drama #fanart #kigo #kim and ron #kim and shego #drakken and shego

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zangren-signal · 7 months

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Howdy y'all. Voxong here. Now, I know times have been tough. Lotsa folks are in a bad way but adjustments are bein' made! Some changes are gonna have to be made to make room for new businesses, industries, and with it all, jobs.

Ascension Co reached out to the three families with a solution to our problems, and with Ascension Co's sponsorship, all three families agreed. The laws restrictin' robits and cybernetics have been abolished.

Now I know what yer thinkin', all worried and qihit, but Ascension Co assures us that the technology used to make these robits ain't like nothin' in Zangren history. No need for regular memory wipes, no arisin' self awareness, none of that junk. The cybernetics are safe too, no spyware or anythin' in 'em. I mean look at me, with my new implants and my new robit, all brand spankin' new, and flaw free.

At the moment though, very few robits are in production. In fact, my robit is the only one outside Ascension Co right now. Ascension Co needs to grow a lil', and we're gonna give 'em the space to. But think about it folks, all the jobs that'll rise from this, the robit maintaince shops, the modifyin' shops, cybernetic parlors, the works.

If that ain't enough to convince ya to stop riotin'. And yeah I see ya, Section-B3, the environmental controls are gonna switch to tear gas if ya don't stop. Maybe this'll convince ya otherwise... Once production's in full swing, there's gonna be robit colonies, nice and safe and far away from y'all, and then they'll be floodin' the market with resources. The value of resources will go down to match the zie.

And once y'all get comfortable with the new reality of robits, and they're livin' among us, then guess what? Ya don't have to work the bad jobs no more. We'll make more room for better positions, no more breakin' ya back over some minerals. How's that sound? Nice and dandy? I'd fengin' hope so.

Riotin' stopped?

Not 'cause of anythin' I said? Well...

Yeah I bet the fengin' tear gas atmosphere got 'em runnin'.

Now, if ya don't mind, I got an appointment with a jellyfi-

Woahly qihit yer suit's fengin' huge! No heads up about that, folks? By Qhong, ya bingun, ya gotta warn me about that, silly robit!

Uh... cut to commercial. We got a sensitive trade deal to hash out.

[RUNNING: OP_SUBLIMINAL_MESSAGE_SOOTHING_WAVES.msc]

#peritainia #stellaris rp

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touloserlautrec · 11 months

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15 Questions, 15 Mutuals

Tagged by: @neapaulatan

Thank you so much for tagging me!

1. Are you named after anyone?

Nope-- I chose my name and it's just a name I liked :)

2. When was the last time you cried?

A few nights ago, when I was feeling overwhelmed.

3. Do you have kids?

Just a fur-baby (yeah, I'm that guy haha)

5. What sports do you play/have played?

I've never really been a sports person. I'm not competitive enough.

6. What's the first thing you notice about people?

Physically, I tend to notice people's smiles, noses, and hands. Not sure why-- I just like them, I think, and each is so unique. Outside of the physical, the first thing I notice is what kind of sense of humor they might have.

7. What's your eye color?

Brown

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

I'm a huge nerd for horror movies. And sometimes those even have (sort of) happy endings, which can be nice!

9. Any special talents?

I am very good at making scrambled eggs, and my partner says I am great at figuring out the right size tupperware for leftovers. XD

10. Where were you born?

New Jersey, USA

11. What are your hobbies?

Art, writing, tarot, TTRPGs, board games, reading (mostly fiction and graphic novels), music

12. Do you have pets?

Yes! I have a little floppy cocker-spaniel/chihuahua mix who is a total block head and I tell her she's perfect on the daily. There is also a smol terrarium that is home to a handful of isopods that my partner lovingly tends.

13. How tall are you?

5'2"

14. Favorite subject in school?

Art

15. Dream job?

Oooh this one is tough. I have often been accused of having too many interests for my own good. Right now, I work in mental health and it's pretty much my dream job, but my other dream job is professional artist, probably working on character design and concept art. Or working on Sol projects and somehow turning that into a career, if I'm going head-in-the-clouds pie-in-the-sky about it. :)

Tagging: Open tag! I am brand spankin' new to tumblr, not even sure I have 15 mutuals yet, and am still figuring out how this all works! So if this catches your fancy, consider yourself tagged. And tag me if you fill it out pls! <3

#artblr #artists on tumblr #writeblr

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demonsfate · 1 year

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An interesting theory someone posed on Reddit. I find it to be plausible. But honestly, I don’t think this is it. I don’t blame Kazuya, but instead I blame Lars (which I do enjoy Lars mind you, he can’t help what the writers did to Jin) because I’ve seen this pattern happen so many times in media - especially comics.

Jin suffered from Character Assassination™️ Think about it. This was the first game in which they introduced a brand spankin new protagonist since Jin’s debut. Obviously, Jin would be a protag that would easily be compared to Lars - and some fans may not like it, some fans may get into debates on why Jin’s the better protag. What best way to steer clear of this and hype the new MC up? By ruining the old MC. If the old MC is now a horrible, horrible person who lost all his compassion, and tells people to die constantly, and is the result of a million deaths - then no one’s going to like him anymore. Therefore, it’s no competition that Lars is the better MC for a fresh new start. I feel this is even more obvious with the eye-rolling Alisa “death” scene. The infamous one where I keep laughing at how unnecessarily, and uncharacteristically cruel Jin is about a frickin’ robot’s shut down. That scene was BLATANTLY written to get both Lars (our new MC) and the audience furious at Jin and his behavior. It was BLATANTLY trying to write Jin as hateable as they can - especially when the robot girl in question is this perfect waifu material girl who is very sweet, very pastel design, and agrees with everything MC does. It doesn’t matter how it makes no sense for Jin to behave this way, how much the fans know Jin wouldn’t behave this way because this goes against everything his character was, what mattered is Jin’s now an irredeemable asshole and we have a shiny new protagonist. Don’t think too much about it.

The only reason why they made Jin a “plot twist” anti-hero(? if you can even call him that) is because they realized they already did this shit with Kazuya. And Jin in this game was already far too much like Kazuya. Therefore, it makes him a little different. A little more “surprising.” (Except with Jin, it wasn’t surprising at all when the writing is pulled out of their asses and it falls apart once you really start analyzing Jin and what the character is supposed to be)

Character assassination is a common ploy and marketing trick by companies when it comes to media - a way to either trick the audience into loving a Brand New Character, or to get rid of a character they simply got bored of / no longer like. As I said above, it happens so often in comics, but it can happen to any long ongoing story regardless what type of media it is.

Of course, it’s safe to say they’ve realized their mistakes. While Jin was absent in TK7 for the most part, he was set up to be the main protagonist again in TK8, and many of his more antagonistic intros/win animations were removed in TK7. And Harada, recently, has even acknowledged that yeah, he noticed how most of the fans didn’t like Jin being an “almost” villain.

Now I don’t know if this is it or not - I could even go as far to say it is both, to make Jin feel more like Kazuya so they can get their sweet, sweet mishima asshole money because Heihachi and Kazuya do so well, and to also hype up new MC at the same time. But I strongly believe it was to hype up the new MCs (Alisa, and especially Lars) It just makes the most sense when you think about it.

#✏️ - ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏsᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛ // (ooc)#// this was a bit of a long rant over something i've ranted about a thousand times lol #// but goin thru the jin tag on tumblr last night was a nightmare and it's bc of the tk6 damages #// the people saying you can't feel bad for jin and #// *lights up a cigarette* man... let us just forget that game happened the way it did because that's clearly not jin #// it's dj and nothing can convince me otherwise

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youmourn-a · 1 year

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he really doesn't mind being the replacement guy, it's just... — couldn't there have been a better way to do this? tifa is unsure and feels like she must go through with it, even if it goes against her general morals. he's in the same boat, knowing exactly the catastrophe that happens when a reactor explodes thus taking the environment around with it. the background of the train is white noise, arms folded across his chest as eyes with furrowed brows stare through the windows as it moves up, up, up towards sector 5. the only thing that is spoken is silence with the occasional tap and hum from barret. cool as a cucumber, that guy.

a checkpoint is coming up but that's the least of his worries ( which was it the first time because if he got caught then everyone would be in trouble. luckily, jessie came in with ' brand spankin' new cards ' as she put it ). with gloves digging into his forearm, thoughts are momentarily distracted before there's a brief whisper of ' oh, zack '. however, it was far too quiet for either of them to say above the train but he can't help but quickly turn his head towards the voice anyways. this got barret's attention but he doesn't say anything; even tifa looks up for a brief second. who's voice was that? who was that?

it was probably nothing. ... until it became something when he noticed a small strand of silver at the corner of his eye.

an eye widens, this time turning with a faster speed to turn around, glancing up on the floor to the roof and the empty surrounding seats, only to stop and meet his own reflection in the window.

it seems that pause lasts for quite some time because like a boom of thunder, barret / @vctlan speaks up among the too loud static in his mind; why are you acting weird?

what... that can't be... now his head hurts. must be a headache coming on. giving a small shake of his head, they give a weak smile. " uh, nothing. i... — i just didn't sleep so well last night. " a small lie couldn't hurt. it couldn't be a coincidence either with cloud experiencing things much like him, except more severe albeit only one time. yeah, that was it — ... not enough sleep. " i'll be fine. "

until the checkpoint comes.

#vctlan #u puti this in my inbox I HAD TO REPLY IMMEDIATELY!!!!!!!

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the-devils-prophet · 1 year

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"mmm.. maybe,,,... is there nothing interesting to do around here, though? aside, fear for our existences, hehe.." [That wasn't very funny.] "I'm also pretty sure this hoodie of mine is brand-spankin'-new so.. I wanna at least avoid getting it stained for as long as I can if ever possible??"

Fight for your life and fear any other , that's bout it aha.

( he'd joke back , it wasn't very funny either. )

Being serious though , I guess there's a decent amount of things to do . . It all gets rather boring fast though.

Aaand as for your hoodie , yeah , you won't have any luck there. I mean , have ya seen the state I'm in.

( he'd gesture down to his ink stained overalls with equally inky hands , some of the back substance dripping off his fingers and plopping onto the equally stained floor boards below. )

I'm not sure how it isn't already stained black from your ink rubbing off onto it heh . . - 🕯️

( guess non - ink made creatures are pretty rare to find around here , aren't they ? )

#batdr #batim #bendy and the dark revival #bendy and the ink machine #sammy lawrence #ask #batim rp #the prophet speaks #lil ghosty <3

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