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mausolealdrift · 6 months
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its baffling seeing people on here being all shocked about how other ppl didnt have sex or do drugs or drink or go to parties etc etc in high schools like. sorry i was too busy getting bullied to do all of that stuff i guess. why are you surprised that there’s losers on the cringe loser website
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theonewhowails · 5 months
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silly stuff i drew while reading Feel No Evil by @payasita , in which the Lamb does not know how to propose, Narinder does not know how to be alive, and neither of them knows what an obligate carnivore is
bonus? lmao
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officialspec · 6 months
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ill be honest as much as i love to criticise the use of fatphobia for comedy ill never be able to hold the fatphobic jokes in kung fu panda against it
like yea those movies are guilty of dipping into The Usual Tropes for a cheap laugh but not only is the character writing for the fat characters the strongest and most sympathetic ive Ever seen literally just the character designs of the pandas in the 3rd movie get me choked up sometimes. theyre all so appealing and clearly treated with the same care and attention as everyone else without copping out and making them Barely Fat. po is already a size that doesnt exist in film protags and hes still the thinnest person in that whole village and that meant a lot to me
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too-deviant · 14 days
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pick me up?
with…LUKE CASTELLAN!
contains…frat boy!luke, fwb!luke, boxer!luke, 18+ CONTENT, oral (f receiving), mildly public sex, dry humping
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The rarity of receiving a text from Luke before midnight was not lost on you.
And yet, when your phone vibrated on your desk at eight-thirty, you picked it up and swiped carefully into the chat like it was the norm. You only recognised the oddity of the situation when Luke’s text didn’t read anything along the lines of u up? or come over?
can u come pick me up? 
trav drove me here but left like an hour ago and i have no ride
He dropped his location the moment your read receipt appeared on his screen, and you recognised the boxing gym a few blocks south of your apartment shining at you from under that damn red pin. You asked him why, but continued to slide your uggs on nonetheless, ignoring your roommate’s questioning gaze with a wave of your hand and a, “Be back later.”
You only began to question your actions when you reached the first red light. In the weeks you had known each-other, you and Luke communicated solely after the witching hour – when the only light came from his car and the only sound came from deep in the back of your throat. There was the occasional drunken makeout at any of his frat parties, but never had he asked you for a ride. 
Although, you would give it to him; his car wasn’t in the lot when you pulled up. You barely made out his silhouette when your headlights flooded the front window, and he was gone when you turned your car off. You weren’t expecting him to respond to your i’m outside – you never responded to his. But after five minutes of waiting, you huffed a sigh and relented to his clear intentions. 
The inside of the gym was as expected – cold from the AC, but warm from the residual body warmth. A ring in the middle of the space, several punching bags and other equipment you couldn’t name. Footfalls pulled you from your stupor, and your eyes drifted to where Luke’s familiar figure was exiting the locker room a few feet to your left. 
His compression shirt hugged him in all the right places – the bulging of his biceps and outline of his abs a refreshing change from the loose hoodies and baggy team jerseys he usually wore whenever you met, leaving everything to your imagination. He was in his usual grey sweats, and you applauded the consistency, always down to admire the way they hung low on his hips – the urge to tuck your fingers under the band was prominent, but you held back in favour of watching him pull off his gloves and flex his fingers in such a way that must’ve been on purpose. 
“You needed a ride?” While the circumstances of your meetup were out of the ordinary, you kept to the usual sarcastic comment. More often than not did you mutter uber for one? whenever you climbed into his car – and just like clockwork, Luke rolled his eyes and smirked at you through his bottom lashes. You weren’t stupid, and he was well aware. 
“Totally.” Was his muttered response.
“None of the other fifty guys you live with were available?” 
His hands wrapped comfortably around your hips, pulling you ever-so closer, “None of the guys I live with have lips like yours.”
“They don’t?” You pouted, hands wrapping around his shoulders and sliding up his neck, “But I swear me and Connor use the same lipgloss.”
He chuckled lowly, arms tightening around you until he could lift you up and spin you around, sitting you down on an empty table you assumed was for gloves and tape. A gasp ripped through you at the sudden movement, fingers tightening around him for balance – Luke simply sidled between your thighs and rested his hands gently on top of them. 
He kissed you, deep and slow, and you allowed yourself to get lost in it – so lost that you barely registered it when he went for the waistband of your shorts. You just used his shoulders as leverage, mouth still on his, and let him slide them under you and discard them on the ground. 
He pulled away from you, knees already buckling and mouth latching on to your shirt as he went further down, “Not those ones.”
Your fingers tangled perfectly in his curls, coiling through their humid wisps and tightening when he pushed your underwear aside and licked a stripe from deep below your vulva all the way up to your clit, latching around it and doing that thing he always said he’d do if you were good enough. Your mewl was amplified by the echo of the empty space, and the table rocked only briefly before Luke’s hand was on your stomach and pushing you to a laid back position. 
The way he suckled at you, dipping his tongue into you for a brief moment only to come back out and swallow around you. Your legs found their way around his head and he groaned deep into your cunt, dropping fully onto his knees and yanking you slightly with him. You gripped the edge of the table out of instinct, but your fingers found their way back to his hair in no time, the peak of your orgasm creeping up on you slowly.
You barely murmured a, “Oh – Luke, I’m gonna…” Before your ankles locked around him and you were shoving him hard into you. He took it like a champ, letting you ride it out and slide yourself across his face and nose until you couldn’t anymore, hips stuttering and dropping back onto the table. 
You caught your breath, and he stood. Luke always did this; watched you. You felt weird about it at first, but soon enough got used to his gaze keeping you warm while the heat between your legs settled and the huffs of air escaped your parted lips. You met his eyes and held out your hands, allowing him to pull you up into a seated position. 
“Been thinking about you all day, didn’t have time to go home and shower.” He pushed your hair away from your face, unsticking it from your forehead, “Plus I really did need a ride.”
It felt intimate – too intimate for a guy who’s text chain in your phone was the same two word question and one word response on repeat every couple of nights. So you avoided his gaze, suddenly heavy, and pulled him even closer, grinding your wet crotch against the tent in his pants and making it impossible for him to not take you right then and there.
"God -- damn." He grunted into your neck, face dropping. His hands settled around your back, venturing up your shirt and smoothing the planes of your spine. He brought them around to grope your tits, and you hummed in satisfaction at the feeling.
Your hips started to grind, and your own hands flattened on his ass so you could push him into you at a languid pace. Your wet rubbed all over him, staining the grey of his sweats dark, but he didn't seem to mind and took over his own movements.
The feeling was euphoric, and the overstimulation had you biting down on his shoulder, but Luke was moving fast t and uncoordinated, chasing his own high with a series of moans into your mouth once he found his way back to it. His hands stayed on your breasts, squeezing hard and rolling your nipples between his fingers -- you were on the cusp of your second orgasm when you felt the warmth of his cum spread through his pants. A few stuttered thrusts and he was a panting dog in your shoulder, hands dropping to the table beneath you.
"Your place or mine?"
divider by @cafekitsune :)
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your-subby-creature · 10 months
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What if instead of setting off fireworks (dangerous, bad for the environment, traumatizing) we all just fucked nasty style (fun, transgender, horny)
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Steve hadn't meant to evesdrop on eddies new band. Really, he was an innocent party here.
Once things had calmed down in the aftermath of Vecna, Steve and Eddie had scrounged up every penny they could -steve even sold his precious beemer so they could have the extra cash- and got the hell out of dodge. Eddie couldn't stay in a town where everyone still looked at him like he was a murderer and Steve loved Eddie too much to keep him trapped in a town that hated him.
They had settled into chicago nicely, far enough away from the hellmouth that was hawkins, indiana that they werent constantly jumping at the sight of their own shadows, but still close enough they could be back in less than a day if shit started going down again.
The metal scene in chicago was just starting to take off, and Eddie quickly fell in with a local band that was in need of a new lead guitar. Steve had yet to meet any of Eddies new band members, his work and class schedules keeping him entirely too busy and exhausted for socializing. All of which led to this moment, Steve hovering awkwardly at the end of the hallway leading backstage as Eddies new bandmates tore him apart.
"Seriously how'd a guy as hard core as Ed end up with a preppy little asshole like that, i mean did you see what he was wearing?" The drummer scoffed
Self-consciously Steve worried at the hem of his black polo, he had stressed over his outfit all evening before they headed out to the venue. Eddie assured him that he looked great telling him he looked "like a sexy little gothed up jock" in his black polo, his tightest jeans and just the barest hint of eyeliner and mascara to make his eyes pop
"I know it must have been slim pickings back in butt fuck nowhere but Ed's got options now. Sure, the guy has a nice ass, but Ed could pull someone who's not gonna ruin our cred by dating a guy who looks like a narc" the bassist added on meanly.
Swallowing past the lump in his throat Steve turned to head back to the bar when Eddies voice stopped him in his tracks.
"People who disrespect my boyfriend dont get to talk about his ass" came Eddies sharp reply "Steve is more metal than all of you dumb fucks combined, and he's the inspiration behind all of the lyrics that are making us so big in the scene right now. If you cant fucking respect my boyfriend, you sure as hell dont deserve to get famous off the songs i wrote about him so im fucking out and im taking my songs with me."
"Ed you cant be fucking serious" the drummer started
"No, fuck you guys! You act all high and mighty but your just as fuckin shallow and small minded as the dumb hicks Steve and I left Indiana to get away from. Good luck finding someone to replace me and my songs before the fest next month" Eddie spat, his footsteps thundering against the concrete floor and around the corner into the hallway, coming up short as soon as he spotted Steve frozen in the hallway shocked at Eddies fierce defence of him.
"Oh sweetheart" Eddie crooned bringing a hand up to cup the side of Steves face his thumb gently swiping away the tears Steve hadnt even realized had begun to fall "I'm sorry you had to hear that baby. Lets go home" Eddie took his hand back from Steves face, wrapping it around his waist and tucking Steve firmly against his side ushering a still dazed Steve down the hall, out of the bar and into the cool night air
"Your didnt have to do that Eds" Steve said quietly, reluctantly pulling away from Eddie now that they were out in the open where anybody could see.
"Of course i did baby. You're the love of my life. You matter more to me than anything else in this world. More than my guitar and metal and dnd. And certainly more than some mouth breathers who wouldnt know what metal is if it got up on stage and took a bite out of a demon bat" Eddie replied with a grin and a wink swooping down to press a quick peck against Steves mouth as he stood in the middle of the sidewalk frozen in shock at Eddies declaration
"Im more important to you than music and dnd?" Steve asked in a quiet awed voice, his heart beating rapidly as if it was trying to physically escape his chest and burrow itself into the flesh of Eddies own ribcage.
"Sure are sweetheart, now why dont you get that sexy ass of yours moving so we can get home and I can show you just how much I mean it" Eddie replied, his voice lowering into a deep gravel that drove Steve crazy, hands reaching out to pull Steve forward a few steps urging him in the directon of the van parked furthur down the street.
Steve stumbled after Eddie, letting the other man lead him, his brain still not fully back online after Eddies bold decleration of love.
Steve didn't believe in any god, but he found himself thanking every god he could think of for bringing Eddie Munson into his life.
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glouris · 1 year
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“they are very annoying and irritating” are you familiar with the concept of fun and being entertained by drama
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rubyreduji · 2 years
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[minors dni]
greasy gamer pervert wonwoo who you're forced to live with because he's friends with your brother and now you guys share an apartment and he's the worst roommate ever because all he does is tease you and play video games
and he's such a fucking loser like barely wears pants and rarely does chores so you're left doing all of the cooking and cleaning. the only place you don't clean is wonwoo's room because you're too scared to go in there but every once in a while wonwoo comes out with a stack of dishes for you to do and you want to strangle him even more than normal
the most infuriating thing about living with wonwoo though is the fact that he's so effortlessly handsome and charming even when he's being the most rancid human being you've ever met. you'll be seconds away from yelling at him but then he shoots you a sly smile and suddenly you're doing his laundry for him
the factor of living with wonwoo that you weren't expecting at all is the way he's a total fucking pervert. you can hear his hentai porn videos blasting out of his speakers at 2am in the morning and you know it's on purpose because when he's gaming he always wears those digusting headphones that make his hair even greasier than it already is
then there was that time when you came home from a long day at work and wonwoo was in only his boxers on the couch, his dick pulled out from the leg, jerking himself hard, his other hand cupped around his balls. his whimpering was pathetic as he tried to get off. when you walked in you stopped right in the entrance, staring at him. neither of you said a word or made a move to leave either so wonwoo continued to buck up into his fist. he stared at you the whole time and you didn't take your eyes off of him either until he gasped and spurted semen all over his hand. after he finished you just scoffed and headed to your room and tried to banish all thoughts of just how long wonwoo was
after that day wonwoo got more bold with you. made sleazy comments to you and found any reason to put his hands on you and even started to coo about how you made such a good little house wife for him. you always brushed him off, calling him disgusting, but you could feel your resolve breaking everytime he'd brush up against you on his way to the bathroom or casually grope at your breasts while you were making dinner
everything comes to a head when you go to make a bowl of rice and realize that there are no bowls left in your cupboard which means they're all hiding in wonwoo's nasty gamer cave he calls a bedroom. you sigh as you make your way to his room. you knock but there's no response. ugh he probably has his headphones on
"wonwoo-" you open the door to chew him out but stop when you see the sight in front of you. first off wonwoo's room is not as dirty as you expected, but there is a pile of bowls sitting next to his PC. that's not what has you stopped though
laying on his bed is wonwoo, jerking off again, but this time he has a pair of pink cotton panties held up to his nose as he takes deep breaths, hand rapidly pumping at his length. the panties in his hand are the same panties you just put in your hamper before you took a shower
"f-fuck y/n," wonwoo gasps, glancing to where you're standing. "smells so fucking good. want the real thing in my face too. think about you every night doing this."
his eyes are drooped and hazed with lust and his too long hair is pulled back into a ponytail that makes him look way too sexy for your own good
he brings the cloth down from his nose and wraps his around his hard cock. "i-if you're gonna just s-stand there, least you can do is h-help out."
that's when everything breaks and you're on his bed, hand wrapping around his own as you press your lips up against his. he tastes like stale energy drinks and its gross but also so intoxicating
"want your pussy," wonwoo growls against your mouth. his long, bony fingers plunge into your shorts and panties and touch your dripping slit. he smirks at you before inserting two fingers in right away and you gasp. "so fucking good. so wet and warm."
he only fingers you for a few moments before he's tearing off your clothes and pulling on to his lap
"be lucky i'm not forcing my dick down your throat," wonwoo says as he lines his dick up to your pussy
he sheathes himself up into you and you whine and clamp down on him as wonwoo groans
"shit y/n. always knew your cunt would be perfect. now take it like a good girl."
wonwoo fucks you hard and fast and there are tears spilling out of your eyes by the time he's cumming inside of you, filling you up with his sticky white semen. he doesnt stop there though and flips your bodies over and starts to rut into you again. not that you're complaining at all. his dick hits in you do deep and you ashamedly loved the way he stares at you like you're nothing but an object to use
wonwoo cums in you again, his hand around your throat, his mouth on your tits. you hate how much you love it. wonwoo is panting into the valley of our breasts as he pulls out of you
"always knew you were a dirty girl who wanted me," he purrs. "don't deny it doll. you didn't stop me this time and you aren't going to stop me next time."
and you know he's right, already desiring to do it again
wonwoo is still the worst roommate ever but at least now he can make up for it with his dick
[part 2]
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hecksupremechips · 10 days
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Come back home when you have some sense
You can throw your life away just not at my expense
You’re not the son I raised
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#jhariah#this one just rawrrfrrr#and then uh another line thats like ‘tell me did you raise a man?’#nice#im just listening to the new album to cope with nasty sickness and feeling out of it#god this album is really good it has every emotion in there like this song for example just the part where they scream the chorus its like#hnnnghhh#hm some other moments from the album im liking a lot uhhh i love re: concerns a lot#the part where hes like reading off the complaints and then the part where hes just screaming and its like BAM BAM BAM BAAAM#sasuke is so good and the bit at the end where its like ‘i just want you to know im so so...’#like hes gonna say sorry but cant seem to say the word for whatever reason and i know nothing about sasuke#but i has to imagine the fan girlies are eating gravel over that one lol it gets me#and theres just that like spooky echoing afterwards#the intro to fire4fun goes SOOOOOOOO hard i was losing my shit its awesome#the entirety of trust ceremony is giving me big feelings but specifically that part towards the end where its all quiet and you hear#its like whistling i think? like a marching band is coming in maybe#but it also kinda sounds like nature too and idk i like got a little bit um magical at that part cuz i was driving down a big hill#and it had been raining but there was a clearing in the clouds and the sun was bright and like at this particular hill#you can just see everything like the land stretches for miles theres trees hills the river farms all that shit#and idk with the extreme stress and depression ive been feeling its hard to have these moments where life seems worth it#and its hard to really feel anything anymore or to feel in the moment but idk i was just going down that hill seeing everything and it was#very majestic so yeah that song is definitely gonna have the same effect as pin eye for me#which i must mention pin eye again its still OOOOGHH very good it came at a pretty good time for me#yeah basically this album is uhhhh whats keeping me somewhat grounded rn i recommend 👍
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quietwingsinthesky · 2 months
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see my brain just doesn’t register the idea of anyone having a ‘one true love’ which is why the common fandom tropes of making canonical love interests terrible in order to justify why your ship is better always bugs the shit out of me. it feels like the only reason you would do that is if the idea of the characters in your ship having any other sort of romantic relationship that was important to them, even in the past, is a threat to their current one, therefore all their past relationships need to be demonized in order to make them ‘not real love’ so that they remain pure and chaste and ready for the True Love of the endgame ship.
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crooked-wasteland · 8 months
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The SpindleHorse team is full of two-faced individuals. There’s a leaked screenshot of crew member (@hntrgurl13 on Twitter), telling both Lackadaisy and Farfetched to “suck a dick” on Vivziepop’s discord server and bragging about Helluva Boss winning a Streamy award…yet they told people to “support all indie animation” not too long ago on their Twitter account; what a hypocrite. This behavior is disgusting and only proves how toxic that studio is.
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Credit to @showtoonzfan for this. Frankly, I think it is fine if you want to be a nasty petty person, but to publicly have such a different face, as well as then use that mask to weaponize an entire fanbase of abusers and harrassers. That's just where I have to say:
This is a situation of a creator fostering a community that is a reflection of the creator.
That dig at Ashley was personal and ugly. But you know, the HB Fandom is saying now that people can say whatever they want behind the scenes. But if anyone else says anything negative about Helluva Boss in private, they are now two-faced hypocrites.
It's the moving of goalposts for me, to be honest.
They don't have to pretend to be supportive of other projects. They can just keep their mouth shut and be a real person behind the scenes as well as an honest person in the public eye. To pretend to be a supporter or a friend is so much worse than just keeping quiet.
But this is Vivienne. This is just a continuation of posting the Lackadaisy email. This is a continuation of Sam Haft and his goons platforming the false reports to bury the concept stills controversy. And just a continuation of being angry at Ashley and Michael for the Hazbin Hotel situation and trying to act like someone announcing their employment status is somehow a breach of an NDA. Which is unenforceable as an NDA agreement due to the nature of the business.
It's the face of someone who doesn't know how to be a real person and likable at the same time. The only time Vivienne is kind or supportive is only ever in this platformed, showy way where it is obviously a performance. It feels fake every time she does it.
Like, just don't say anything. And telling other hard-working teams to suck a dick when one isn't even out and the other only has a pilot. That's not petty. That's just a nasty, mean, hateful person. Petty is saying congratulations, your 2 season series with a whole team of independently contracted artists and animators beat 2 story time channels and a parody channel that goes out of its way to be as repulsive as possible. Look at you winning that low hanging fruit. Good job.
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herrmitton · 2 years
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akito protection and care squad!!!!!
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poisonousquinzel · 20 days
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"I'm nobody. I haven't done anything with my life like you have."
Todd Phillips, Scott Silver, Lady Gaga genuinely, lovingly, fuck you.
I will never forgive you. I hope every day your bones get softer and softer and then one day when you're not expecting it, I shall be there, and I will gnaw through your Achilles heel<3
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wraithsoutlaws · 1 month
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no problem with sex and violence in media my real issue is with how comfortable people are showing puke shots :ratscream:
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sunflower-cathedral · 2 months
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Lets Talk About The Perception Of Ren This Season.
Going to try say this as politely as possible, this season it just feels like some people are Infantilizing and really boiling down the relationships he holds with certain hermits to something that it's not + turning Ren into a one dimensional person and character.
I wanted to try address a couple things in this post regarding that; How the fanbase has been reacting to how hermits are treating him on camera mainly (Long Post, so it's under Keep Reading <3).
Regarding how the neighbourhood of ministries have been treating Ren;
They are all very close friends. and have been for up to 10 or so years. Please, for the love of everything holy watch old series like Foolcraft, Hermitcraft UHCs, the Renskall Podcast, older seasons of Hermitcraft etc. Hell, even watch my favourite VOD; Sea Of Thieves. You quickly learn the dynamic they have, and the fact they all go off on playful banter (and also re: British Humour/Love that Cleo and False have mentioned off-handedly in streams and videos before being typically brash and sarcastic. Also not to mention how Martyn is British; I'll get to that later though.) There's a really specific dynamic where Iskall, False and Stress are close friends with him and care about him deeply; and Ren has openly talked about how much the Hermits have helped him out during IRL struggles. The roles and performance they put on for the camera is not going to always reflect how they treat each other off camera, let alone show how much they all deeply care for one another. Cleo has outright mentioned how much they care about Ren on stream too even. A lot of hermits have mentioned how much they appreciate Ren, and have complimented him + said affirmations on stream.
Regarding hermits ribbing him/not playing along;
If something happened that was uncomfortable for Ren or Too Much, it would've been mentioned after and not included in anyone's POVs. Ren's whole kinda thing is being a Theatre Kid, his whole thing is being dramatic and taking up roles for the sake of creating fun storylines and contents for the other hermits to either play along with or turn into something else. If a hermit took it a way Ren wasn't happy with He Would Bring It Up To The Hermits Because They Are Adults And Communicate Amongst Each Other. Like I mentioned above, the banter is very much more part of british humour and culture/attitude, as well as their general dynamic going on.
I've even seen concerns of it being bullying, which is far from the case. I think a lot of us longer term viewers have a better grasp of how much they all care about each other and how deep the friendship goes.
The other concern I have is how like, the joke of him being a 'Wet Pathetic Dog' is kind of going a bit overboard to the point where it's the only defining factor people are mentioning about him? and that like, so much so it genuinely feels more like the fanbase is infantilizing him or making him out to be this damsel in distress who needs to be rescued. He's a grown adult man, who can more than easily speak up for himself and advocate for himself. Minimizing him down to this pathetic useless character who can't do anything is just rude and misses the point of the characters he tends to play when doing storylines. He tries his hardest to organize server events and include all the hermits in things, which is both great for content and a great show of how much the hermits are willing to go along with his ideas and either see where it plays out or evolve it further. Mind you there's always MULTIPLE if not ALL the hermits being willing to play along in these events!! from the mining event this season to the king Ren arc last season all the way to log fellas in season 4.
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waywardsalt · 2 months
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i think elden ring will always been my favorite game in terms of environment. every area is so impressive, even the copy-paste stuff manages to be impressive with atmosphere, and the amount of just. stunning-looking locations is wild especially with how natural even the most amazing looking shot you can find is.
just the fact that you unavoidably see this when you walk into leyndell is incredible. one of my favorite environment views in all of the games ive ever played
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