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limethechef · 6 months
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Hh-hhh-h-hey man @ratslawyer cc-can I bor-b-borrow a l-lun- a lunar coin?? Pls???
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rapidhighway · 2 years
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Old man... :)
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moonchild1 · 7 months
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"creative direction JK"
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lost-in-azalea-forest · 6 months
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did you want modern au zorago thoughts? here are my modern au zorago thoughts, I wrote this quickly so sowwy if it isnt that well done
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Everyone seemed to have come up with some excuse. Well, Nami never actually confirmed she would be coming to their movie night, but that didn’t help make Sanji feel less frustrated when she mentioned she had other plans. Usopp, on the other hand, was dealing with a last-minute project and couldn’t afford to spend the night out of his desk. Everyone had brought him some dinner and kissed his forehead as a lucky charm before going to the living room. 
As for Luffy… Ace had suddenly appeared and taken him somewhere in the city. Last time they chatted, they were lost and giggling in who knows where. He told everyone to not worry, so N started playing the film with their three friends all sharing the same sofa.
In front of them, some random snacks Sanji was offended they had bought, as well as everyone’s drinks and some belongings. N patted his knee as they started to eat some gummies. He sighed and laid back to finally pay attention to the film. 
On the other side of the sofa, by N’s right, Vassago was overthinking every possible move they could make to get snacks. Zoro was comfortably sitting beside them, so, so close that their bodies would brush each other with any movement. Silly thing to worry about, they knew. But with Zoro frowning at the screen and laughing with the film centimetres from them… It was impossible for it to not have any effect of Vassago.
The same went for Zoro, though.
Half the movie had passed when N moved a bit in the sofa to rest their head on Vas’ shoulder. They did not pay much attention to it at first, but then the seemingly soft gesture started to get heavy. And heavier. And heavier. N was resting their whole weight on them and slowly pushed Vas, who was about to lose their balance and fall on Zoro’s side. What a daring strategy coming from N.
On their defense, Vassago got even stiffer than they already were. They thought they would be able to stay in place with that effort. They had to be able to, or who knows how that could end. Maybe on Zoro’s lap. Perhaps on his shoulder, if they were lucky enough to not fall down the sofa and explain that N was pushing them. Actually, maybe falling down the sofa sounded more bearable than suddenly getting even closer to their crush’s face.
…Right? They could not, by any chance, deal with Zoro’s body warmth at the moment. Their brain would need time to process it, making them respond awkwardly and making it all worse. And they knew N would think it wasn’t a big deal, but how were they supposed to casually hide in the crook of his neck? Or what if they really fell down and Zoro tried to hold them? Or…?
Those were too many thoughts, and their cheeks were already getting red because of them. Because of mere thoughts. Unfortunately for them, N had had time to come up with an idea to fight back.
With a slow movement (shipper’s #1 rule: do not make it obvious), N pulled Sanji in to also help them push Vas. It caught him off guard so he did not resist, and all the sudden weight finally made Vassago’s balance break apart. 
And their brain had predicted the outcome. As if N had started some kind of domino effect, Vas’ head was now resting on Zoro’s shoulder, just as N’s was on theirs and Sanji’s on N’s. Zoro, who had no idea of the little fight that had been going on, chuckled at the view and continued watching the film as if nothing was happening. Vassago sent a panicked look to N, who smiled back as they noticed Zoro’s cheeks also blushing. They could be so obvious sometimes.
But that was not all. Oh, N wouldn’t let that be all.
After some minutes in that position, they noticed an empty popcorn bucket by Vas’ legs. They looked at Sanji, who was comfortably resting on them as if they also were part of the sofa now, and their shipper engines started working once again.
“Sanji,” they called in a whisper. “Sígueme un momento. Deberíamos irnos un rato.”
“Oye, que a algunos nos interesa la película,” he answered without taking his eyes from the screen.
“El prota se muere al final.”
“Tch. Tienes suerte de que te aprecio.”
In silence, not really explaining anything to anyone else, N got up from the sofa and took the empty popcorn bucket with them. They made a gesture to Sanji, who tiredly followed them out of the room.
And they left. It was just them now. Vassago, Zoro and the TV they had been too nervous to pay attention to during the last minutes. Vas’ fear was increasing with the sudden silence between them and could not move from there, from the spot they had won in Zoro’s body that night. On the other hand, Zoro managed to blurt out one of his very few thoughts and helped them relax for a second:
“Doesn’t N… dislike popcorn?”
“Actually, yeah,” Vas confirmed in a low voice, accidentally making Zoro go through a realisation moment. Because they were there. He hadn’t heard them wrong. That voice that always made his days was suddenly touching his skin with their words, and he could reach them back by just raising his hand a little and they were alone.
He should have never trusted that curly eyebrow with his gushes on who he had a crush on. Yet now there he was, feeling like the luckiest man on Earth just because he had Vassago so close to him; and he was loving every second of it, but he would die of embarrassment if they noticed how red his face was getting.
And Vassago thought the exact same thing. After breaking the awkward silence with that comment about N, they thought they had a chance to move a bit and get out of that situation. Maybe the excuse of taking something from the table would be good enough. So they held onto the sofa, making an effort to push themself away and go back to where they were before all the chaos, but they couldn’t.
Zoro automatically reacted to this by extending his arm and bringing Vas’ head back to his shoulder again. It had been an impulse. More like what his heart wanted than whatever his brain could explain at the moment. And for that exact reason, he couldn’t say anything when Vas stared at him in confusion. Words weren’t appearing. Not in his head, not in his throat. This man was too stubborn to do something that wasn’t the only idea he could have when seeing Vas like that.
So his hand reached for their cheek, and it was welcomed by the very same warmth that Zoro had been feeling since Vassago had fallen on him. And as the staring continued and he did not get any clues to stop, he closed the distance with a kiss. Kissing them slowly, at first, as he tried to feel the lips he had longed for; shifting on the sofa, then, as soon as they felt Vas reciprocate and wanted for more.
-@platonic-qpr-selfshipping
I- I'm sorry I need so much time to respond, I- I um- I- You destroyed me/pos
No, I'm really sorry like, it's so good my mind melted away and I just- what can I say? I had to pause like 3 times reading to get a hold of myself cause I AM BLUSHING SO HARD RN BECAUSE OF YOU?????
I love you bro. I love you for sticking through and supporting my ships and helping me through my awfully long pining and and- WDYM HE CHUCKLED *cries screams whimpers*(/pos)
WDYM HE KISSED ME- I- .//////. oh, oh damn, oh that was so good oh, bro, my heart is still pounding so hard, bro, bro i love you so so so much thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you
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imwritesometimes · 6 months
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posts that are like ~hehe irl arsøn is actually so harmless and cute actually~ those ppl should be beaten like idk as a victim of arsøn eat my shit maybe....
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thesmokinpossum · 2 months
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the most childish thing about me is that if you ring this thing once i will get there immediately but if you ring it a bunch of times then you'll wait for a while, idc
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ssreeder · 9 months
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hello it is i
back from the depths of 😗
life update: my literal skin is melting off, i no longer enjoy pub subs, and i hate school
i’ve obviously been reading the fic and my thoughts are not thoughtting right now so that discussion will be going on the back burner 😌
YOURE BACKKKKKK
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& you’ve been reading the fic?! Damn it this is great! I hope the depths treated you well!
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tomaytow · 2 years
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so i have this idea where afab! reader is flirting with venti since reader is smitten with him and reader’s case is hopeless because venti seems to not notice (or return) her romantic advancements toward him at all.
i just love love the fact that no one in hecking Mondstadt can romance the bard like at all since we all know that this is always gonna be his answer:
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LIKE OKAY BARBATOS. we get it. you’re an an expert when it comes to love, but you’re dense??? toward the reader’s affections??? hmm something’s not right at all.
reader can ask about it but that’ll be difficult because venti’s notorious for his enigmatic personality. (like hm. maybe that’s the reason why she fell for him. he’s shrouded in mystery.)
“what are you talking about?” he would question, though there’s no mistaking that sly smile on his lips.
if the bouquet of cecilias and windwheel asters won’t work, or even the obvious love poem with terrible rhymes she wrote for him (read: “roses are red, violets are blue, love never crossed my mind… until i met you.”) then what will? what can affect the anemo archon of mondstadt??
will it be…
Exhibit A:
“a hug,” kaeya says to [name]. “why don’t you try hugging him, o honorary knight? you know what they say— everyone deserves a good hug once in a while.”
[name] knows and she’s sure that this won’t work either, but she obliges anyway. in diluc’s tavern, [name] is too crestfallen to notice venti’s shoulders tensing when she suddenly comes up to him and wraps her arms around his waist.
“t–traveler?” he sheepishly calls out, taken aback from this initiation she started. “what are you…?”
[name] sighs, defeated. yep. just like what she thought. it didn’t work. she pulls away from him.
“just felt like it.” she shortly replies, and leaves angel’s share as if nothing happened. she’s damn bitter, okay? damn bitter.
venti didn’t react. he didn’t blush, sweat, or anything. it’s still the same.
Exhibit B:
“A kiss! That’s what gives it away, yes?”
“Would Venti even want to be kissed though…”
“Who knows?”
“This is hard.”
Exhibit C:
“a song? why not sing a song for him?” lisa suggests with an amused, lifted brow. “expressing your feelings through song is quite romantic, don’t you think? and venti’s a bard, i’m sure he would love that you’re singing for him.”
[name] shakes her head in disapproval. “thanks, but i’m crap at singing.” and venti’s great talent is to sing. no way in hell will [name] attempt to sing for the greatest bard in mondstadt. “and isn’t singing almost like writing a poem? nah. it’s futile. all of it’s futile, especially when he DID say that words won’t work for him.”
yep. reader is definitely lost on winning venti’s heart.
(i definitely dig the idea that venti knows what [name] is doing, though. ehehe)
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cruelsister-moved2 · 2 years
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are you all offline bc it's the 4th of July booo
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kindaokartchannel · 2 years
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Schwarzkopf is called that because all their damn hair dyes come out black 👁️👄👁️
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Does this look dark brown? Fucking bullshit
Dry 🤡
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potatoes-of-wrath · 1 month
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Still thinking about that time some randoms tried to convert me to Christianity:
Me: *minding my own business and just walking*
Them: *nearly run into me*
Me: “oh, sorry,” *turns to leave*
Them: “we’re from (insert Christian fellowship). What are your religious goals?”
Me: “uh… haven’t thought about them much…???”
Them: “oh? Can you tell me why?”
Me: “I’m just not very religious, is all”
Them: “would you like to change that?”
BRO WHAT
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limethechef · 5 months
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Hide your girls and guys when I wear these around, no really pls I really don’t like people near me
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the-acid-pear · 2 years
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I can't believe it took me so long to realize just how fucking hilarious is to have this average pretentious movie critic/reviewer watching stuff like Anaconda and Lake Placid and genuinely trying to make a deep analysis of the movie and its themes like, this man is a fucking treasure.
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1horrormoviewhore1 · 2 years
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My mom really just told me I need to practice going to bed for school lmao wtf BROOOOOO I HAVE SHIT TO DO THAT COULD BE DONE EARLIER IF I DONT SLEEP AND DO THAT INSTEAD HFL AJRDYKULGJZFSKTFHKYDYDKKY I can't rn bro
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davenporttf · 8 months
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Gaynz: Luke
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Luke was loving the results of the protein powder his best friend, Dillon, gave him. He was working hard at the gym to gain muscle but it was proving to be extremely difficult. Dillon stopped by Luke's place and gave him a new powder he never heard of before called "Gaynz." He said it was the best protein powder out on the market, and it would get him seriously shredded.
Luke prepared his protein shake and headed to the gym. He always saved his shake for after an intense workout to replenish his body with protein. After a killer workout, he slipped out of his gym clothes in the locker room. He chugged the drink and he felt the effects immediately. His veins bulged out of his skin as protein surged through him. His body began to inflate with every pump of blood. Wave after wave, his pecs ballooned with pure muscle. The fat that was giving him such a hard time melted away to reveal an 8-pack. His arms cracked and shifted as his biceps gained mass, and his arms became heavier. His legs became sturdier and his glutes inflated to fill out his boxers.
"Bro! This shit is crazy!" His boy Dillon really came through. He needed to head over to his place to show him. He got into his truck and drove out of the parklot. With his large arms on the wheel driving down the highway, he felt a contraction in his shorts. His boxers were starting to tighten around his ass. "Ughhh, the fuck?!" He felt the material of his boxers began to shift and move up his cheeks. It began to round his dick in the front, and mold into two straps around his ass in the back. With one hand on the wheel, he pulled down his shorts to reveal a hot pink jockstrap where his boxers used to be.
He was dumbfounded, and felt like he was losing grip on reality. He was starting to love the way the jock wrapped around his muscle butt, outlining his best asset when he snapped out of it. "No! This is crazy! I need to find out what Dillon put in this shake." He finally reached Dillon's and pulled into his driveway.
As he turned the car off, he felt a tingle in his dick. He pulled down his shorts to catch sight of his dick shrinking in the jock. He squirmed in his seat from the sensation of his bulge going from a mound to a thimble. He needed to talk to Dillon now. He walked up to his door, the mesh shorts sliding against his bare ass. He knocked on the door, and Dillon answered with a smile on his face.
Luke wasted no time, and pushed Dillon backwards into his house and pinned him against the wall. "The fuck did you give me, bro!!" Dillon chuckled unaffected by Luke's demeanor.
"Let me go and stand at attention." he said calmly. Luke felt himself resisting against his body as he backed away from Dillon. His arms went rigid against his sides and he stood tall in his best friend's living room.
"I see the shake has been working wonders for you, bro. I forgot to tell you that it also makes you super submissive as well."
Luke's guard started to come down as he started liking the idea of being dominated by his best bro. He snapped back again, "No, bro! Wtf! I'm not into dudes!"
The words fell on deaf ears, as Dillon moved closer to Luke. "I want you to be the little bitch I always thought you to be. Take off those shorts, and get on my bed, slut."
Luke's resistance was no match for being called what he truly was. He became filled with lust for such dominating language. He pulled down his shorts, and crawled onto his buddy's bed.
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Dillon pressed himself up against Luke's ass, and started to slap his dick against his cheeks. With every smack of his bro's dick, his thoughts became more and more aligned with that of a pure bottom bitch. His 2" dick didn't needed to be the center of attention anymore, and he only felt the need to be dominated by his best friend.
Dillon dropped a wad of spit onto Luke's revealed hole. The splash against his hole was driving Luke crazy. He leaned further back as Dillon slid his 8" cock into his perfectly round bubble butt. "Ohhhh fuckkkkkk brooo" Luke moaned as Dillon thrusted into him.
"That's right my big slut. You only serve to be my fucktoy." Dillon said in a deep sultry voice while he piledrived Luke's bussy. Luke's reality continued to shift away from his straight fuckboy life to being a perfect muscle stud for his bro to enjoy when he desired.
Luke began to diddle with his tiny cock as Dillon hammered his p-spot over and over again. "Such a good slut. Here comes your reward." Dillon said as he slammed into Luke one final time. Wads of cum shot into Luke filled him with the juices of his master. The sensation sent Luke over the edge and he came into his pink jockstrap.
Luke slowly flipped over onto his back and looked up at Dillon with a small belly bulge from all the cum in his abdomen.
"I'm ready for round 2 when you are, bro." Luke said smiling.
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Two stories today for the long wait :)
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thesmokinpossum · 2 months
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Meanwhile, somewhere Fredo is just like 'hello? anyone remember me? anyone at all? hello?'
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