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#idk ive been thinkin about this lately
roseworth · 8 months
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imagine being alex dewitt and dumping your boyfriend for being an asshole then a week later he shows up and your door with the most powerful object in the universe and he doesnt even know what it is but hes like "i thought about us on the way here and i think we should get back together and move across the country together is that cool <3"
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shevr · 1 year
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literally said 'God Damn!!!' out loud at that selfie you are soo pretty
thank u very much im glad i could push you to blasphemy
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todayisafridaynight · 2 years
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one of my fave things bout minedai is that daigo could do Literally Anything- even the most benign, innocuous thing yet it could unintentionally cause mine to short circuit for the next five hours
#snap chats#ive been having minedai brainrot all day but i dont have the energy or ideas to execute any ideas#so i will simply just ramble bout it until something comes to me#prob wont draw anythin for a bit tho- ive drawn a lot lately and im busy with stuff. Of Which Include Drawing LMAO#listen thats comm stuff its different but anyways let me continue my ramble#i think of a lot of silly lil comics and drawings but the punchline is inevitably Mine Has A Heart Attack Over Daigo Existing#i wouldnt mind drawing that all day but man i cant imagine it'd be fun to see over and over- i guess it depends on execution#but no fr i just keep thinkin of simple shit like. like idk maybe they're walkin in the street together#and just the way they have to shuffle around other people daigo has to press against him for a hot minute#And It Is A Hot Minute mine's screaming internally because daigo's so close and even if theyre in the middle of the city#he's all he can focus on somehow- the way his suit feels and the subtle ways the muscles /under/ his suit shift and move#meanwhile daigo's just I'm So Sorry Mine :( I Didn't Think It'd Be This Crowded Today :(#brb gotta reread some of my fave fics cause they capture this aspect i love so well#god i gotta start writing my own shit though i just love talking about and explorin this idea If Not Just Them In General#but im Not Good at writing <:) or at least it's hard for me to think of an idea idk#once i have an idea then i can pump something out but alas nothing's come to mind#ok i'ma wrap up this ramble because i went all over the place by accident oops </3#i'll be back in one way or another
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7rashstar · 10 months
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i dont think i could be monogamous for a. really long time
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mspbandj · 2 years
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Okay, how do I explain this, hmmm
Ok first off, lets establish how magic works for you, or I guess how you think it works in general
So when you want to use your magic, am I right in assuming, you sort of... reach down inside yourself, find the magic, and pull it out, right?
You draw it out of a well inside you and use what you draw to establish your will in reality, is this how it works?
Ok cool, with that in mind, and with that idea of how magic in general works, lets say this
Lets say that you live on an island in a vast, endless sea
Nothing but water in every direction, you're just on a little island, living in a little house
Now, every time you want to do anything, like... have a drink, or bathe, or wash your hands or face, or scrub your floorboards even, every time, you need to go down to the shore line with a little bucket, and you scoop the bucket into the water, fill it up, and carry it back to your house, where you can then do whatever task it is you need to do, right?
Thats the “Drawing Magic from the Source” part of how this works
But the thing about doing it that way, is that it takes time, and effort. Each time you want to do anything, you have to get the bucket, go down to the shore, scoop the water up, and carry it back. And you can only do this what, four or five times? before you start to feel tired. Its exhausting work, and you quickly reach a point where you need to rest before you can pick the bucket up again. Frankly, its very inefficient, but I understand how you may think thats the way it works.
So, my question here is this: why go all the way down to the source of the water with a bucket, and haul little pieces of that magic back and forth when you could just.... jump right in?
The answer, of course, is that you dont know how to breathe underwater.
Though, to be honest about it, that part really isnt that big of a deal. You just have to learn how to do that.
So.. step one is to learn how to breathe underwater?
Oh haha... oh no, my love, no...
Step one is you have to burn down your house
- 2.10.22
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fjorrd · 2 years
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i find it kind of weird when people think of “what has been said has been said before”/”nothing is original” in a bad way that elevates the individual/”strips you of your individuality” rather than finding comfort or community in it.
although nothing may be original, for all has been said and done before, your view and how you see the world is inherently unique to yourself. no one has had the same exact experiences as you, the same reactions, the same relationship or experiences with other people.
knowing someone complained about the weather 1,000 years ago or someone told someone else they looked beautiful 10,000 years ago or that they thought they were the loneliest person on the planet 5,000 years ago like you may have at one point. i think that’s connecting and empowering and comforting.
if someone has thought of it before, then you have an instant connection with the world on a grander scale to someone so far in the past to someone in the present who may have thought or is thinking the same thing as you.
that brings me so much comfort, makes me feel like i truly do have a place on this earth and loved and less lonely. i think it reinforces your own uniqueness and the different perspective you can bring to the same thought or action that has already been done before, but make it yours.
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movedtohypnocus · 2 years
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going through every little event in my life to try and find various explanations and reasons for everything i do/ive done only to discover that i might just be autistic and everything starts making sense and its just "oh swag"
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cherry-shipping · 9 months
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wwwwghh. f/o hugs 4 me who is sad..??? or i will blow everyoone up
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possum-tooth · 2 years
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i got a weird thing for scents. like i can tell u by smell alone
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morbiderotica · 1 year
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OKAYYY hear me out.. PLS IVE BEEN WAITING FOR SOMEONE TO WRITE SOMETHING LIKE THIS. so basically an Xavier Thorpe smut where the reader had posted a video or a photo (basically they were wearing revealing clothes in it) and Xavier found out and he got JEALOUS so he went to her dorm to show her who she belonged to..🤗
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─ ★ picture … fem!reader ... thinkin this pose and maybe shorter skirt?? idk
It was late at night, and everyone should be sleeping, but of course, in a school full of troubled outcasts, no one is going to follow the lights out rule. Xavier was looking through his social media mindlessly until he came across a rather erotic picture that you posted. "new skirt!!" The caption read to which Xavier scoffed. "'New skirt'? More like 'look at my ass'." He scrolled down into the comments, noticing the fawning men.
He didn't know why but seeing people, some even being his friends, being able to see you like this made him want to punch each and every one of them repeatedly in the face. He shut his phone off and ran his hands through his dirty blond hair. "Fuck it." He thought as he started his journey to your dorm.
He knocked rapidly, hoping you hadn't already fallen asleep. You opened the door quite quickly, wondering who was trying to bother you so late at night. "Xavier? What are you doing here." You asked. "Delete that picture." He demanded as he pushed past you into your dorm. "Where's your roommate?" He followed up. "She's crashing with her girlfriend. What picture?" You questioned.
"The skirt one." He sat on your bed while looking for your phone. You laughed innocently once you realized what this was about. "Did you like it? My favorite skirt by far." You go to get the skirt to show it to him. "Yeah, yeah, it's a great skirt. Delete the picture." He stood up and walked towards you. "Why?" You knew it was a little scandalous but you didn't care. "Because I said so." You could tell he was angry.
"Whatever." You walk past him, over to your bed, and grabbed your phone that was under your pillow. You deleted the photo, hoping to put Xavier at ease. "There, happy?" You ask sarcastically. He didn't say anything but you could tell he was thinking about something. "What?"
Barely a second later he walked up to you and pulled you in for a passionate kiss. You were surprised but you didn't pull away. He pushed you back onto your bed. He didn't really seem eager but the whimpers that came from him told a different story. His hand trailed down to the bottom of your pajama shorts, toying with the hem.
"Can I take these off?" He asked and you agreed. He pulled them down revealing your old underwear. "Fuck, forgot I had those on." You laughed and he laughed along. "They're cute." He barely mumbled before reconnecting your lips'. You could feel the heat pool into your underwear. You were oddly turned on by your best friend making out with you.
"Want this off." He said tugging on your oversized shirt. You quickly complied, the both of you sitting up so you can take your shirt off. He was shocked to find out you weren't wearing a bra. He found himself staring at your tits and you giggle slightly at his reaction. He pushed you back down onto your bed, attaching his mouth to your nipple. "Gonna fuck you so hard." He mumbled and he moved his mouth to your unattended nipple.
"What are you waiting for?" You teased and he looked up at you with lust. He pulled his shirt off, discarding it on the floor. He pulled your underwear down throwing, them next to his shirt. "So pretty." He groaned as he pushed his fingers into your tight pussy. You moaned as he entered you, basking in the way his fingers felt inside you.
"Harder!" You moaned and he obliged. You brought your hands up to your tits to play with them as Xavier worked your pussy. "What a sight for sore eyes." He bit his lip. He took his free hand and began rubbing your clit. "Fuck me, please, Xavier!" You whined and he pulled his fingers out, sucking the juices off of them. He lowered his pants, revealing his erection. He rubbed himself through your folds a few times before pushing in.
He barely gave you time to adjust, remembering that he was here to teach you a lesson. "Don't ever post anything like that again, you hear me?" He spoke through baited breaths. "Mhm!" You moaned out, pushing yourself further on his dick. Each thrust felt like euphoria. "You belong to me. No one else gets to see that shit. Only me." He rambled.
You brought your hand to your clit, rubbing it as Xavier watched. "Fuck, you're so hot." He exclaimed at the sight of you desperately abusing your clit. "Make me so hot and bothered." You whine. "Feeling's mutual." He groaned as you released on his dick. "Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck." He quickly pulled out before he came inside you.
He sat you up and pumped his throbbing dick in front of your mouth. "Open." He commanded and you listened. You opened your mouth and stuck out your tongue as he came. You swallowed every drop of cum he so graciously let you have. "Good slut." And just like that, you were both turned on again.
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bloodybreakupscene · 7 months
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yo lowkey im thinkin bout hobie introducing his missus to the mandem huh what are your thoughts about this?
OMG ive actually been thinking ab this too as like another fic , i feel like he'd tell his little group of spiderpeeps (miles, gwen, and pavitr) ab you a lot like he'd def be like, "reminds me of my girl."
like, they have absolutely no idea what you look like but they know stuff like what your favorite color is and your favorite brand of clothing because of how much he talks about you. pavitr thinks it's sweet, gwen can't help but cringe, and miles is just there idk.
when they do finally meet you they rnt that shocked i mean hobie has shown them pics of u and him all the time whenever they pass by a shop u like or restaurant u had a date at together.
also srry for responding to requests so late i got hit by a monster truck of writers block
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archangeldyke-all · 5 months
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HOTCHAT WITH SEV
ok.. so i was not familiar with the phrase 'hot chat' but after a brief trip to urban dictornary i found out it's like dirty talk? i hope this is correct lol. am i just completely clueless to today's lingo or is this phrase specific to a regional or ethnic dialect? idk. but i hope i got it right! thanks for the request anon :)
men and minors dni
sevika's staying late at work tonight. she told you not to wait up for her, that she'd be in the office until the early hours of the morning. you would have huffed and puffed, but sevika promised that tonight was the last night of her horrible end of year workload. with that in mind, you let her off the hook and fell asleep alone.
when your phone's ringtone wakes you up at four in the morning and sevika's still not home, you start to worry. you scramble for your phone, answering it in a flash when you see sevika's name.
"sev? you okay?" you ask.
"i'm okay baby, don't worry." she says, her voice low.
"you still at work?" you ask, settling back into bed now that you know she's okay.
"yeah. don't think i'm gonna make it home tonight, honey." sevika's grunts out. you can tell she's tired from how rumbly and low her voice is. you pout.
"sevika--"
"i know i know, but i'll be done after tomorrow and we had to schedule an emergency meeting with our associates over seas so--"
"it's fine baby. i just miss you." you whisper, your eyes heavy. you snuggle against sevika's pillow, inhaling her scent.
"i miss you too." sevika says with a sigh. you cuddle into the pillow, ready for sevika to talk you to sleep like she often does on nights she can't be beside you. your eyes drift shut, and you focus on the sound of your wife's breath down the line, matching your pace to it.
you blink awake. sevika was-- huffing. little tiny huffs that you wouldn't have noticed if you weren't listening. you bite your lip.
you clear your throat to put on your sexy voice', and purr, "'s that why you called me, baby? 'cause you miss me?" sevika chokes down the line.
"y-yeah."
"are you the last one workin' or are you just hopin' nobody walks in on you with your hands down your pants?" you ask. sevika whimpers.
"alone. finally." you laugh.
"you've been waiting?" you say, flopping on your back, reaching up to tweak your nipple.
"yeah." she grunts.
"tell me how you're touchin' yourself." you demand. sevika gulps.
"just-- just my fingers on my clit. under my pants." you bite your lip.
"what are you thinkin' about?" you ask. sevika huffs.
"you, dumbass." you giggle, reaching your hand down to push your sleep shorts off, kicking them to the side and teasing you clit with a gentle touch.
"where's your imagination, baby?" you tease. "what about me."
"just-- shut up!" she says. you laugh.
"you don't want me to shut up thouhg, because then i won't be able to tell you ive got a finger in my cunt and it's clenching so hard. wish it was you though."
there's a clatter, then a faint curse, then a muffled crackle followed by sevika's "sorry-- dropped the phone." you giggle.
"fuck sev. can't believe you're not here. 'm fuckin ovulating, you know, just soaking wet all the time. my tits are so sore too, you could probably make me cum just touchin' em'--"
"fuck, baby, don't tell me that--"
"--mm but just imagine how good and wet and hot i'll be around you when you get home tomorrow night--"
"--gonna fuck you for hours--"
"--yeah?"
"yeah."
"mmh. can't fuckin' wait." down the line, you can hear sevika huffing and grunting, and a faint wet sound.
"what, you're just gonna show up to your meeting with your pants soaked?" you ask. sevika moans.
"fuck off."
"you like it." you say, laughing. sevika curses.
"i'm gonna cum, baby." she says. "fuckin' wish i was there. god i wish i could taste you right now-- fuck i'm..."
"cum for me sev!" you gasp out, your own orgasm washing over you.
she gasps, then lets out a long "shhhhhit!"
you cum at the sound of her.
you're both silent as you catch your breath, three minutes of heavy breathing into the phone. but finally, sevika chuckles and clears her throat.
"you've got no idea what you're in for once i get home." she says. you giggle, sleepy and bubbly.
"good luck at work baby."
"thanks.
"what time's your meeting?" you ask.
"six thirty." you pout. "goodnight honey."
"night sev."
before you fall asleep, you set an alarm for six twenty nine.
an hour and a half later, when your alarm goes off, you tug your shirt up over your tits and open the camera on your phone, pointing it down at you and snapping a quick picture. you send it off to sevika with a caption. whatever u do, dont think about my tits during ur meeting
as she sets up the confrence room and checks the internet connection to prepare for the international video call, sevika gets a text on her phone. she glances down at it, expecting a sudden time change or cancellation. when she sees your tits and your caption, she chokes on her coffee. i'm gonna kill you when i get home.
as silco walks into the room for the meeting, she reaches down to silence her phone. right before she slips it back in her pocket, she sees your response silently flash up at her. cant wait ;)
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blueluneacy · 5 months
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its time for my yearly post, real
ive been thinkin about dottore genshin impact lately. hes so silly :) did more of a horror aspect bc i like horror??? idk if youve been around long enough youll notice my slow descent into more horror based writings. but its ok, i like it!
on one hand you might be able to consider this yandere. on the other i think this is just how il dottore is in my mind. just a little creep. i wonder if hes single
tw: manipulation, blackmail, implied human experimentation
You were nothing to him. 
In some way or another, you knew that. You knew that you were lowly in comparison to him. You were a student, barely half way into a thesis while he was well… It’s hard to define what he was. An outcast, but a genius. Something out of your grasp, intangible and arcane. Maybe that’s what originally got you interested. You’re a student after all, driven by curiosity and a need for knowledge. Perhaps he liked that about you too. 
It was also that which was forbidden that intrigued you. That which you had seen scholars go mad for, he held in the palm of his hand. Things that you knew that were forbidden were always so delicious, weren’t they? You indulged in them, in what he could give you. It’s not as thought you didn’t give what you could in return, but really, what could you give a man whose power rivaled the gods? You should’ve known better. Your tutors, your peers, everyone could’ve warned you, did warn you, but you chose not to listen. 
After all, he did tell you that this version of himself was the most selfish. 
Perhaps then it wasn’t strange that you never saw what happened next coming. When he told you that it was time to leave Sumeru, you were shocked, almost baffled at the proposal. 
“I can’t just leave everything. I’m still working on my thesis, my friends are here, I still have things to do here.” You told him, as if your words would do you any good. He merely smiled at you, shaking his head as if your points were silly, meaningless. 
“I think you’ll find your research coming to a halt very soon regardless of if you leave or not. It seems that some restructuring will begin to take place here very shortly. It would be best if you were to leave, while you still had your dignity intact.” He always made himself sound so… Reasonable. It was something you once admired about him, but now, it was grating on your nerves. How easily he tossed aside your concerns. Had he always done that, trivialized the words you were saying like this?
“I can’t just give it all up. I’d hate myself if I did that. You should already know, that’s not the type of person I am. This is my life’s work.” You told him, immediately turning your back to him. He only gave you a small chuckle, shaking his head. 
“Oh please. It was an average thesis that’s frankly, derivative and uninteresting. Not to mention your advisor is about to lose his job. You don’t really think it’s worth it just to work 10 more years on something new once the dust settles, do you?” He made broad steps to close the distance between the two of you, leaning over your shoulder. You had always known that the man was much larger than you, but it was the first time you noticed that it made you nervous. Perhaps that was the first time you acknowledged him for what he really was. Not as a friend or a lover, but as the Doctor, a powerful, dangerous man. 
“Even so, I’m a student here at the Akademiya. I can’t pick up and leave just because you told me to. The answer is no.” You had to firm with him. If you weren’t, if you just went with him, you had a feeling that you would end up as nothing but a puppet, a pretty doll to look at for the rest of your life. What a shame that you hadn’t realized such a fact before it was too late. 
“Is that so?” He seemed more amused than he was angry. You winced as he leaned against you from behind, draping his arms over your shoulder in a way that he perhaps meant to be affectionate but felt more imprisoning with his inhuman strength. He leaned down to whisper in your ear. You shuddered as you felt his breath against you , a pit of fear forming in your stomach that threatened to come out as a scream. 
“And what are your plans as to what happens next? I’m sure that everyone would love to know how interested you’ve been with the things I’ve taught you these past few months. How interested you’ve been in that which you knew to be forbidden.” You froze at his words. Was… That his plan all along? To lure you in, and then blackmail you into never leaving? “Do you really think you could just get away with a slap on the wrist for this? Something as horrid as this, well, I doubt there would be must hesitation to sign your expulsion papers.”
“You… Why? Why are you doing this? Why me?” You could’ve help but let your questions tumble out of your mouth. You felt betrayed, but why? Shouldn’t you have always known the nature of this man? How he takes and takes, giving nothing in return. How absolutely foolish.
“Ah, look at that expression! How fascinating. I wonder, what else could I do to induce these emotions in you? Such lovely features being distorted with such despair…”  He cooed, running his hand over your cheek to wipe away a tear. When did you start crying? You reached up to feel your own tears, attempting to brush the Doctor’s hand away at the same time. 
“We’ll have plenty of time to look at more of your reactions once we reach home. I look forward to our continued work together once we reach Snezhnaya.” As his words reached your ears, you finally broke out of your fog, pulling away from the Doctor. You backed up a bit, but he so easily seemed to just step forward once more, not giving you any space. 
“I don’t care. Even if I become an outcast, I’ll bare with it. I… I can *redeem* myself, I won’t just let you take me away to some lab in a bunker somewhere to do who knows what to me!” You shuddered as thoughts raced through your mind of what might happen. Of how he might cut you open, the fluids he could pour into your body, the *agony* he could cause for you only to stitch you back together. You knew of the consequences though. Why are you so surprised when the chickens come home to roost?
For his part, the Doctor only laughed, leaning down and grabbing you by the chin. His grip was hard, and in the back of your mind you wondered if bruises would form later. He forced you to look up at him, examining your expression with a sort of cold clinical air that you should’ve been used to with him by now. 
“Oh, my dear… You act as though you ever really had a choice.” 
Despite your best attempts, the dam finally broke, and you let out a scream as the horror of the man in front of you finally set in. You thrashed, squirmed, cried, begged, pleaded, did anything you could think of to try and escape this, this agonizing situation that you only had yourself to blame for. 
And for his part, all the Doctor did was laugh. 
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androidboy · 2 months
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relationship stuff :(
idk how to navigate having problems while my partner is also having problems tbh. i don’t wanna keep a potential relapse a secret but i don’t want her to feel guilty about it and for that to heap more shit onto her except i just realized while i was thinkin about that that ive been prioritizing her stuff over mine and i don’t want to compare our problems in a way that dismisses her because i can see how much she’s been struggling with them but mine are kinda life changingly dire like roommate search while finding a second job and hoping i get to keep my apartment and knowing id have to move in with someone who has abused me in the past if i can’t and juggling mental health and sleep deprivation and now a possible eating disorder relapse and hers is family pressure and depression.
idk i just realized ive spent a lot of energy comforting her lately and she hasn’t done that at all for me and i don’t blame her for that bc i struggle with showing that i’m struggling so it’s possible she doesn’t even know that im fighting out here but idk. idk where i’m going with this. sometimes it’s hard to hear her share about her worries while we’re living such different lives but i also want to be someone she can talk to but also idk i know she’s aware of her privilege but i don’t think she’s aware of just how much that privilege is and i avoided dating girls a lot bc i didn’t like when they shoved me into the stereotypical boyfriend role and i feel like that’s happening rn. i want to be cuddled and told that i’m gonna make it through it it’s tiring for it to be a one way thing i just feel selfish for wanting that when she’s been taking depression naps and crying about stuff
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icedmetaltea · 9 months
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TEA!!!!!! man time is going by way too fast and im not very comfortable with that revelation,,,anyways!!! it sucks a lot of bad stuff's been happening to you so recently around the time when you should be happy and excited for being on this floating rock for another year, and i wish i could do something like i did last year 4 u
so this isnt exactly a traditional birthday gift or anything, but i wanted to show you something cute! idk if you know much about pikmin, but recently ive been *super* into it and, well,,,clashing hyperfixations happened
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sun and moon based pikmin!!! let me know if it's hard for you to read the text; i feel like i should've not used my actual handwriting for something like this LMAO
anyways yeah it isn't what i call a regular gift, but i still hope these two fellas cheer you up! soon, i plan on making a captain y/n (basically just the normal reader insert but with olimar's suit on lol) and eclipse once i figure out their specific powers!
but i hope you know im so happy to be your friend for another year, and i deeply wish we'll keep being friends for years after this one ^^ Again, happy birthday, Tea, and stay safe!!!
Sorry for the late response (the new meds knocked me tf out at like 10pm, I got well over 7 hours of sleep so despite how weird they made me feel ((I was havin hypnagogic hallucinations all over the place, seein mcfuckin outlines of fish in the wall every time I opened my eyes)) I'm feeling a lot better😭)
Thank you so much!! This is very cute :) I don't know much about pikmin but I've been thinkin about playing it or at least watching some playthroughs since a lotta people seem to be enjoying it (and it looks precious)
Have a wonderful day my fren :>
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spacejvnky · 1 year
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idk why but ive been thinking about sammy singing lately n he sounds like the guy in miracle musical
EDIT: im thinkin of tally hall
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