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kaiju-booty · 1 year
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Yoshimitsu Tekken doesn’t know what sex is
Yoshimitsu SoulCal absolutely fucks
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soranker · 7 months
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TRIGUN BASEBALL AU DOODLES
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cloudsofteeth · 4 months
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Bench press o(`ω´ )o
She’s so small he can use her for 150 pound weights
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genderoutlaws · 7 months
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✨ call for zine submissions! ✨
are you a DYKE? do you have a WARM FUZZY friend (or coldblooded bestie)? then submit a photo of yourself and your pets to [email protected] with any name/pronouns/caption you’d like included next to your photo, to be featured in a future zine called Warm Fuzzy Dykes, a photo collection with a halloween-y, autumnal warmth 🍂☕️🐱🐶🧡
requirements:
be a dyke
be 18+
have a silly lil guy
cutoff date TBD based on submission rate
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basslinegrave · 2 months
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bedtime cuddles
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memewife · 1 month
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thinking about s3 jay lately
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stnexus · 5 months
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thinking about just being wrapped up with jason, not a word spoken as your hands grasp at his free one. his scars being traced underneath your finger tips, his other hand preoccupied with holding the book he’s reading open. you’re quiet as you just try to ground yourself. curled up on his lap. with no words he’d plant a kiss on your forehead, adjusting slightly so that you’re even more comfortable on his lap.
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cyberdragoninfinity · 2 months
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godbirdart · 8 months
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"are you a good person" i don't know, am i?? i don't think i get to just Decide that for myself
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plushiepalz · 5 months
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one thing ive noticed about newer stuffed animals is theyre more rigid. like a lot of the stuffed animals i had as a kid were floppy and easy to pose and play with, but a lot of stuffed animals now are like stiff and overstuffed so they retain a specific shape. and a lot of them feel like theyre just for display, not for a child to actually interact with. like even beanie boos vs beanie babies (no hate to beanie boos) beanie babies were floppy and beanie boos have their shape and theyre not gna move
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teaboot · 10 months
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I just rolled up to the bus stop on my scooter (cause I can't drive) and these two loudass teen boys were there and one of them asked me if I could do some trick and I said "I can't do any tricks" and he looked so unimpressed, said "it's like the first trick anyone learns, everyone knows it" and I was like "well okay. I still can't though"
Then the two of them started goofing around, throwing trash on the ground, and I was just like. "Come on, dude. Trash can is right there." And he starts ordering his buddy to pick it up, right? And kid looks at me where I'm chilling on my phone and goes "Hey. Tell him to clean it up" and I was like. "I'm not your mom...?"
And then I saw that they had bikes but no helmets and realized it was close to sundown in the sketchy part of town and they had no adult with them and like. They were probably 15, 16 years old? And bizarrely confident about sassing with random strangers?
And I dunno, there isn't really a point to this, but I hope they're okay. And I hope they get smarter. And I hope their folks know where they are
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ghost-proofbaby · 4 months
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thinking about getting hot chocolate and going to look at christmas lights with eddie.
it all would definitely start because you guys have run out of the hot cocoa supplies at home, and eddie will find any excuse to go and get some from your favorite local coffee shop. it just tastes better from there, he always claims (and he says the same thing about you making it for him at home). thinking about the way you both end up with whipped cream mustaches, sweetened upper lips with tongues covered in chocolate as you get back in his van, all bundled up and clinging to your warm cups for a sliver of reprieve from the cold december outside. you’d assume you’re just going to return home, until eddie starts to take a detour in the drive and oh no how did we end up in this fancy neighborhood where everyone has extravagant decorations? oh well!
he knew exactly what he was doing, though. he just wanted to watch you watch the lights. the way your eyes get all wild, the way your grin is so youthful and just brimming with whimsical excitement. the way you get so extraordinarily excited over something that should be mundane after living through 20+ christmases. all these houses do this every year — the two of you make the same detour every single year. it shouldn’t all be so new to you; and yet you always react like it is, drinking it in like it’s the first time you’ve tasted milk chocolate frothing with melted whipped cream and it’s the first time you’ve ever seen shining lights that resemble icicles dripping from rooftops. and the entire time, he’s looking at you like it’s the first time. the first time he’s laid eyes on you, the first time he’s wanted to kiss your lips so badly his own start to ache, the first time he’s ever seen the color green reflected in someone’s iris just right.
every time he takes you, it’s like he’s getting to fall in love with you all over again. he loves it — he loves you.
the only difference as the years go by is the way you look at him, each year with more fondness he didn’t think was possible. for every excited gasp you let out at reindeers made of crystal lights and blow up santas swaying in the unforgiving wind, you’re looking at him with double the warmth, double the love, double the awe.
he hits nearly every mailbox. several cars are nearly victim to a terrible scraping from his van. he swerves all over neighborhood roads just to keep his eyes on you.
“why are you looking at me like that, munson?”
it feels like the first time you’ve ever said his name, too.
“just enjoying the sights,” he’d whisper, smiling so gently and subtly, taking his foot off the gas and letting the van crawl a lil bit slower so you can gaze at the next house a lil longer.
and when you twist up your face, his heart clenches in time with the twitch of your nose.
“the sights? you’re not even looking out your window at the lights-“
and unlike the first time he took you around to see the lights, to begin this new sacred tradition, he kisses you. leans right over his center console, takes your face in his heated palms, and presses his lips to yours till he can’t tell if the caramel drizzle he’s tasting is from your hot cocoa or his. let’s the icy tip of your nose smash against his. let’s your scarf unravel from around your neck as he brings you in closer.
you might always love the christmas likes like they’re something brand new, a sight to behold, a magic to be held, but he’ll always love you like that. and then some.
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autisticaradiamegido · 6 months
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day 308
u know when its really cold and u can see ur breath and u gotta pretend for a sec that ur a dragon breathing smoke down at ur enemies
yeah
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todayisafridaynight · 6 months
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journalists underestimate the magnitude of my addiction and how far i'll go for the bit
#snap chats#im lying i physically could not marathon this i got school LMAO BUT IMAGINE#my god speaking of school i signed up for a japanese history class. because of course i did#i also needed an extra class and i didnt know what else to put LMAO but i might swap it or somn#thinkin i should get back into theater..... i got like two months to decide anyway#i was thinking about how im gonna play IW during streams... if the lord will let me i might stream for 2~3 hours or so#im putting such a small time limit due to Aforementioned School but also idk if my computer can record any longer than that#when i tried saving the video to my flashdrive it only lasted about two some hours right ? maybe 3 if i remember right#i decided to record to my computer's hard drive instead of the usb since it has more space so maybe i can record longer#ill prob do a test run later today and record a nonsense video. i WILL delete it i just wanna see what the limit is#cause my plan is to just Record One -> Upload It -> Delete OG yk. Lazy Susan type of plan#didnt mean to type out my whole gameplan in the tags LOL BUT HEY I WANTED TO TALK BOUT IT AT SOME POINT#my final message is that ive Hopefully preordered the ichi statue. i say Hopefully cause i am once again doing it through jp rabbit#and i didnt get the confirmation it was successful yet so I Will Simply Wait.#point is it was a lot cheapter than i thought it was going to be <3 yay <3#ok im running out of tags tl;dr im gonna marathon IW until my eyes bleed BYYYE
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arminsumi · 7 months
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do u think gojo brags and shows off that pencil trick to u
ur just chillin in class and he's smirking over at u... dumb catty cute face and all (😼) with a pencil going fwoosh fwoosh fwoosh in between his fingers. totally showing off. desperately trying to grab ur attention.
and even if u give him an eye roll, he still continues to do the trick as if it actually works and somehow seduces u or makes u think he's cool
and if u rlly ignore it then he POUTS.
"what the hell! watch me do the thing... look it's cool i promise."
gasppp imagine this but like... nerd!gojo with cute round glasses instead of sunglasses 🤭💗
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angryaromantics · 7 months
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Aromantic is a romantic orientation, but it so heavily affects every aspect of my life that it functions as a modifier for everything else. Like, my romantic orientation is JUST aromantic, but my sexual orientation is aromantic lesbian. Lesbian is a functionally useless term for my sexuality without aromantic as a modifier. I am not having lesbian sex, I am having aromantic lesbian sex, and the distinction is important.
Lesbian by itself implies things about what I want, what sex with me would mean, what life in my orbit entails that I can't ever live up to. I am Not marrying a woman, or dating a woman, or upholding any of the expected thresholds of lesbianism. Despite that, I'm a lesbian!!! The term is mine, but it can't stand on it's own. I'm an aromantic, and an aromantic lesbian, but never just a lesbian.
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