#need this man to shut the fuck up for real

[zombieplaygrounds]

cw: drunk sex, car sex, casual intercourse, not proof read

Simon - a man intimidating on several different levels - did not know how to handle a crying girl. Especially not one of your caliber, drunk, babbling to him about god knows what. All he could do was sip his shitty liquor, stare at you and your group of friends giggling behind you. And of course you just had to blurt out magic fucking words: "Do you think I'm ugly?" He took a moment, not out of hesitance, but consideration; you and your big glossy eyes, flushed face, even the messy hair somehow you-

"No." Simon's voice was a low rumble, and for a moment it comforted you, made you shut your eyes and nod for a bit. Only a bit, before you choked out another sob.

"Then why does he not wanna fuck me?" It was immature, really. Simon shouldn't enlighten your bold behavior, but he couldn't help it. You were cute. But that didn't change anything. You were still sobbing before him, rubbing your face raw of steaming hot tears and drunken frustration. Ruining your pretty face. Simon leaned back for a moment, considering your words. Whoever broke your heart was a real, damn idiot.

Sure, you were a bit whiny, annoying; but it was easily overlooked with how sweet you seemed. Maybe it was the drinks Simon had indulged in himself, because he was actually considering this.

Another choked cry from you rushed him to blurt out his next words, "I'll fuck ya."

Something about your silence said more than words did. God, forgive him for relishing in this small victory - you were a virgin. Evident by your slight hesitance in his words, the flinch, the cute quivering lip like you really wanted it. But you were scared. Smart girl, should honestly know better than to fuck this big, scary man. And still -

"Okay." You nodded, huffed. Your friends by now had wandered off to do whatever the fuck drunk gals do. Looked just about as broken up as you were. Simon chuckled a bit, pocketed his keys, wallet, and offered your hand a place in his.

It was shocking, the moment you felt the scarred callouses along his palms. It made him laugh breathily, "Like it, do ya?"

"Mhm..!" Such a puppy. You practically scooted a snuggle against his arm, wrapping around his muscles while he led you out. Didn't deserve to be fucked in a bar like a common whore; he'd give you the benefit of some privacy with his darkened windows, turn the cooler on so the heat of the moment didn't overwhelm you so much.

You were so compliant, something he'd be sure to correct if this ever went anywhere; couldn't have you seeking cock from just anyone. But Simon understood, poor thing. You needed your pussy to be filled up, and he was willing to help you out. Let you cry on his cock, tighten up just a bit as your arousal drooled down and stained his pants with your fast orgasm.

Your hands attempting to cover your face, which Simon just couldn't have. He'd correct that with a single hand, tightening your wrist in his grip and holding them behind you. His freehand guiding your hips, while he tutted praises against your breasts. Panting roughly, either he was out of shape, or you felt much better than he anticipated.

Regardless, you were reduced to nothing but a mewling bitch. Burying your face against him while be babied you with each thrust. "Poor doll, needed someone to show your place. mm?"

"Don't worry, bird, Simon's gonna make ya feel real good."

#simon mw #simon x reader #cod simon #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley #simon riley x you #smut #tw: intoxication #tw: drunk sex #zombieplayground #zombieplaygrounds

[jeansplaytoy]

𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐥

part seven.

i’m back and better than ever (kind of).

no proof read yet , smut , sexual references , cursing , arguing , angst(?) , everything that’s always in my stories .

part six here | part eight here

unbearable. to sit in a car all night when all you wanted to do was have a good time? yeah, unbearable.

“this is so fuckin’ stupid.” you mumbled, crossing your arms and leaning on the door of the car. “and you’re childish. all you do is fight, but you want freedom.” he shook his head and scrolled on his phone.

“i’m sober.”

“and im sitting in the backseat.”

“you’re in the front.”

“and you’re not sober.”

you squinted at connie. you couldn’t think of anything else to say, so you stayed quiet. for like… 5 seconds. “can you take me home?” you asked. connie looked at you in the dark rear view mirror. “you sure? don’t be complaining when you get there either.” he mumbled, focusing back on his phone.

“i wanna go drinkkkk.” you whined, tapping the seat.

“no. you can’t control yo emotions when you drink.” connie shook his head. “and you not finna be in there gettin drunker than you already is.”

“okay i just wanna have a good time.” you rolled your eyes lazily. “you expect me to believe that shit?” he looked back at you. “you can watch me. i won’t do nothing. i promise.” you raised your eyebrows with a small smile.

connie’s lip twitched and he sighed. “we not gon be here for more than bout an hour. you better do whatever you wanna do, then we leaving. ight?”

you nodded with a smile while connie unlocked the door for you after he got out. you grabbed your heels and slipped them back on, nearly tipping over when you stood up. before you could roam off anywhere, he grabbed your hand, letting you lead him to where you were going.

“do we really have to hold hands?” you mumbled, walking beside him with a bored expression. “nah.” connie said, letting go of your hand and putting his arm around your shoulder.

you looked up at him before sighing inaudibly and walking back in the house. everyone looked at you, seems like there were more people there than the first time, but you didn’t care.

when connie looked to the side, he saw that same girl in the corner. seemed like she was still mad. “let’s go upstairs real quick.” he mumbled in your ear. you looked at him with a confused expression. “for what?”

“youn need to be getting in no more trouble down here.”

you stopped in your tracks and crossed your arms. “is that the real reason you wanna take me upstairs?” you squinted. your thoughts from earlier started to come back to you. he wasn’t just gonna fuck you whenever he wanted.

connie squinted. “yes. now come on.” he looked around, noticing the girl unknowingly getting closer to you two. before you could argue, he dragged you up the stairs, nearly tripping you on the way up.

“i don’t wanna go upstairs i wanna drink.” you held on to the side of the stairs. connie smacked his lips. “do you wanna getcho ass whooped y/n?” he looked back at you, opening the door to the same room you two first got… physical in.

“no, cus a bitch can’t beat me regardless-”

you didn’t even get to finish your sentence. connie closed the door behind the both of you and locked it, standing against it.

“aw hell naw. you think i’m finna let you get in my panties again?” you frowned. “let me out.”

“no.”

“connie, i am so deadass i’m not bouda sit here and let you kiss me and touch me and do whatever the fuck we did whenever you feel like it, then ignore me for another one or two weeks.”

connie threw his head back against the door. “man… shut up.”

“shut up because i ain’t finna let you use me-“

“bruh what the fuck is you talkin bout?” you could hear the irritation in connie’s voice, and the sober corner of you told you to just shut up, but you were still drunk.

“what i just said. you’re not about to fuck me again and then leave-“

“y/n ion wanna fuck you.”

“yes you-“

“no—the fuck i don’t. i’m tryna keep yo ass outta trouble, cause you too fucking stupid to realize every time you go out you be in some bullshit-“ you opened your mouth to say something back. “nah, listen. you too stupid to realize you always in some shit, and if you get hurt you gon be complaining like you always is.”

now he was actually starting to get mad. you wouldn’t shut up.

“let me out.”

you tried to push past connie, but obviously he’s way stronger than you. “let me out!”

that’s when you felt him grab your arm and push you back on the bed. “that’s yo fucking problem, you don’t listen. you so fuckin childish, people tryna be here to have a good time and yo ole stupid ass and that bitch steady fighting. don’t nobody wanna hear that shit all the time.” he started raising his voice. “sit the fuck down. ion wanna fuck you, ion care shit bout that. you steady sittin here tryna argue, you don’t fuckin listen.”

you stared at him.

“ain’t no reason i gotta sit here and really treat yo ass like a big ass baby cause you can’t control yo liquor. i’m tired of that shit bruh.”

you didn’t even feel like talkin back, cause he wasn’t gon listen. you failed to realize that your face was starting to get wet because of the tears rolling down your cheeks until you sniffed and huffed.

connie backed up and stared down at you, bitting his top lip. you sniffed even more and hummed, wiping your tears, some of your mascara from your bottom lash coming off with it, along with your eyeliner.

you sat back on the bed and looked at connie again. you couldn’t really read his face, not only because of your teary eyes, but because of his blank expression.

until you blinked once more, you noticed he wasn’t even looking at you anymore. he was staring at the ceiling.

you swallowed and moved to the end of the bed to take off your heels. surprisingly, you continued to cry. you didn’t even know it. connie then looked down at you again.

you then stood up, now standing in front of him.

he sighed and wiped the stained marks from your cheeks and eyes. with one hand in his pocket, and the other on your face, he licked his lips.

out of all the shit you talked, and the things you said, you looked at his lips. you bit yours and trailed your hands up his shoulders and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him in. he knew it was probably wrong to be intimate right after you said he was using you, but shit.

he wrapped his arms around your waist, nuzzling his nose in your neck.

you did the same. except when you did it, you couldn’t help but put your lips on his neck. not even a kiss. you just needed to feel it.

eventually, which wasn’t long, promise, you softly kissed connie’s neck. you moved your hands to the back of his head, ignoring the red lipstick stains you left on his neck, and started to kiss up his jaw.

you pulled back and moved back to the bed, holding his hand to lead him with you. he moved on top of you, making you automatically slightly open your legs to make space for him.

as you laid back, he saw a single tear drip down the corner of your eye. wiping it before it reached your ear, he kissed your cheek. under your eyes—both of them, and then kissed your lips.

he barely gave you time to kiss back as you closed your eyes and rubbed his back. he kissed down your face, neck, chest.

“you know ian wanna make you cry ma.” he said in between kisses.

you didn’t say nothing back, but you heard him. “you know i care about you.” he whispered, starting to give you hickeys on your neck and chest. “i just…” he kissed your lips again. “ion wanna get attached.” he sat up, pulling your legs closer to him.

he massaged your thighs and moved his hands up to your waist. then he moved from your waist to your chest, undoing your outfit down the middle before helping you get it halfway off. he leaned down to kiss your stomach, glancing up at you with every few kisses, just to see that look on your face.

“you just…” he moved back up to your face, spreading your legs further as you started to close them. “you be pissin me off sometimes.” he moved his right hand down to your panties, which were already almost soaked.

he rubbed his middle finger along your panties, making you arch your back, only a little. connie stared at you with bored eyes, but he definitely wasn’t bored. he then licked his lips, moving his hand up, then down in your panties.

“you love lace. ima remember that.” he said, moving his finger along your wet folds. you softly moaned, closing your eyes and biting your lip.

he moved his hand away from your pussy and licked his middle finger, making you open your eyes. the look on your face just drove him crazy. the way your brows furrowed when what you wanted to happen, didn’t happen. yet.

he put his thumb in front of your lips as you looked him in his eyes. “suck it.” he mumbled. you did as he said. what else could you do? “good girl.” he muttered, moving his hand back down inside your panties.

he put his thumb on your clit, softly pressing down on it, making you moan a little louder than you did at first.

he slowly started to rub your clit, sticking his middle finger inside of you at the same time. “ah, fuck…” you moaned softly as connie started to kiss you again. he was moving his fingers so slow, but it felt so good.

he slipped his tongue in your mouth as you kissed, slightly moving his hips against his own hand as he slowly fingered you.

your kisses started to get sloppier by the second. “you like that?” he whispered against your lips. you quickly nodded, wrapping your arms around his neck like before, moving your hips against his fingers.

that’s when he pulled his fingers out of you, unexpectedly sticking them in your mouth. as you tasted yourself, connie pulled your outfit off the rest of the way, undoing his pants with his other hand.

you didn’t even realize he was starting to slip his self into you, until he put the tip in. he moved his hand from your mouth to your neck, rubbing it with his thumb.

you slightly whimpered.

“it’s too big, pa. it won’t fit…” you furrowed your eyebrows.

“if wasn’t too big a few weeks ago.” he replied, stretching you out more and more by the second. you painfully moaned as connie’s thumb started to rub your cheek.

“you good… shit..” connie threw his head back for a second before moving closer to you. you grabbed his shirt to pull him closer to you. while he moved closer, he grabbed your hands and intertwined your fingers, pinning them down to the bed as he started to move his hips.

“yeah..” you looked up at him. his eyes were closed at first. a few thrusts in, he looked at you. you could barely function because of the pleasure, it felt like it was all over your body. it’s been so long.

as he looked into your eyes, making noises he didn’t even know he was making, the same with you, you felt your eyes start to water again. you slowly started nodding. you didn’t know why. you just did.

connie leaned down to kiss you again, holding on to your hand tighter, thrusting at the same pace but harder. “fuck, connie..” you moaned softly. “i hate you so much…” you moaned again, making connie close his eyes and groan a little.

“i’m sorry.” he muttered, putting his face in your neck again. he could barely hold your hand. he tried to, but it felt like he was losing all his strength.

your eyes rolled to the back of you head and you moved your hips with connie’s. “you know ion be meaning to do you like that…” he said against your neck as he started kissing it again.

“uh huh..” you said softly. you didn’t know if you were replying to him or reacting to the feeling he was giving you. he moved his hand to your neck, slowly starting to thrust faster, making you moan louder by the second. “i like you for real…” he softly moaned against your ear.

“i…” you couldn’t get your words out clearly because of the grip he had on your neck. connie moved away from your ear and looked down at you, his grip on your neck didn’t change at all. you looked up at him with glossy eyes.

you held his wrist, feeling yourself come closer and closer to an orgasm. “i… like you too.” you mumbled enough for connie to hear. connie furrowed his eyebrows, nodding slowly before groaning softly.

you moaned one more time before finally feeling yourself finish with him, both of you out of breath as he let go of your neck.

connie leaned down to rest his head on your chest for a few seconds as you started to rub his back and head.

he wrapped his arms around your waist and looked up at you.

there wasn’t anything else to say. seemed like it.

he got off of you and fixed his self, letting you put your jump suit back on. “you ready to go?” he mumbled, looking at his neck in the mirror as you put your heels back on.

you silently nodded.

#jeansplaytoy♡︎ #aot x reader #aot headcanons #connie springer #connie x reader #aot connie #aot x black reader #connie x black reader #connie springer x reader #connie springer x y/n #connie x reader smut #connie aot #connie x black y/n

[dr3amofagame]

i feel like ,,, like we talk a lot about how fear-motivated c!dream's actions are, yeah, because you know c!dream is consistently paranoid as fuck and So Much of why he's like that is because he's too scared to think straight and doing batshit insane shit as a result, but at the same time i think that his ... awareness? of this? can be vastly overestimated. c!dream doesn't like being afraid. c!dream is historically Really Fucking Bad at admitting or acknowledging when he's actually terrified of a situation, because that means he's lost control of it. if he's Worried about a situation he's still ahead of it, if he's Cautious or making preparations or getting things in line to make sure that those closest to him don't get in the line of fire he's still retained a degree of control, but all of that isn't quite the same as admitting he's doing anything because he's scared out of his mind, because scared out of his mind isn't exactly a state that c!dream likes to be in.

and this is why c!dream is so adamant on transactional relationships with anyone that he perceives as having a modicum of real power, because being useful to powerful people makes him less of a target because they need something from him. this is why he is so desperate to convince himself that he's on top when it comes to sam, when it comes to quackity, when it comes to wilbur, and he's saying all of this hidden inside his own hell after hiding there for months having barely confronted c!quackity before getting the hell out of dodge. this is why he scrambles to make sure to show that he's not indebted to technoblade and why he puts himself in foolish's service within minutes of meeting him and why a fucking feeling of power against an unarmed man he could've locked in a box with him with a press of a button was enough to get him to shut up and obey no matter how damn unsubstantiated that feeling ended up being because he couldn't bear to lose it, even just within his own head

and so you know, when c!dream calls c!tommy the one thing out of his control as a motivation for exile during the same time he had to fight off multiple coups explicitly with the desire to do away with him so that theyd be able to "rule the server," like. look. c!dream is just so fucking far from a reliable narrator. i'm sure he could give me an itemized list of how c!tommy has ruined his life, i'm sure he can say all these things about how c!tommy causes chaos and causes problems and doesn't listen to anyone, i'm sure he can go on and on and on about how it'd be a different story if c!tommy just listened to him for once. but let's be real, here--as much as he's convinced himself that he's trying to get control of the one thing out of his control, what's closer to reality is that c!tommy was the one thing he did feel like he could control (hello, the discs) when literally everything else wasn't

#c!dream is so damn delusional about his own feelings like #like yeah c!tommy causes problems c!tommy doesn't listen c!tommy was going to pursue the disc war during a time #where c!dream particularly couldn't deal with any more on top of what was already on his plate #but c!tommy (guy who can be made to listen if you just have one of two pieces of vinyl) wasn't the Least Controllable Part Of His Life #like come on now #c!tommy was an easy excuse when he was up to his ears in problems #because anger and annoyance were 20x easier to cope with than existential dread and terror

[v-i-r-i-d-i-a-n]

Charlie;“Knowing Grizzly they’re not gonna be over 6 feet tall and hot- WOOOOAAAHHH”

ANYWAYS EPISODE 81 QUOTES BB

PRETZELLLLLL LETS FUCKING GOOOO (oh god her dad is gone and she doesn’t know)

“I’m going to throw up as many people as I can” Charlie the man you are

Goobleck;”Goobleck just want to be free, and not put into blender, and sometimes, to be free, is not to run.” Goobleck SPITTING FACTS

Chip;”Around yah tall-ish,, champion of the undersea, hero of the deep- or- is it the other way around-?”

Jay;”No no that’s right.”

Chip;”he’s the chosen one. And our best friend” AYDGGDALHDJSLWNJPZMHAK 😭😭😭 I GUESS I’LL JUST GO FUCKING DIE IDK

Goobleck;”Oh, consequences not real.”

Celestine;”I know you’re not from around here”

Goobleck;”Oh yes fuck this place.”

YOOO WE’RE FINALLY GETTING SOMEWHERE WITH APPLE “Home brewed if you will”

Chip;”What are you gonna do with the liquid Goobleck?”

Goobleck;”…eat it.”

Chip;”we don’t need any more liquid, right now.”

Goobleck;”YOU ARE A COWARD!”

Chip using the compass to try and figure out where Gillion is :((

“Niklaus is making a deal with Russian Goku”

Did Goobleck just become all of space and time???? LMAOOO

Jay;”No matter where you go, you’re one of us Goobleck”

Goobleck;And you’re one of meeee,”

Jay;”That’s terrifying. 😟”

LETS FUCKING GOOOOO LIMEANADEEEEEE‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

Ollie;“Earl would be so fucking proud of me!!” I love :((

Filipe;“We call him donkey but he’s not an ass y’know what I mean?” HES SO FUCKING FUNNY OMG

Jay;”Do you..really blame yourself for everything that happened?”

Chip;”Of course I do! Jay- how couldn’t I?!” FUUICKKK

Jay;”you didn’t know, Chip.”

Chip;”Yeah I didn’t know, I never fucking know.” They both make me so physically ill.

Jay;”It’s your fault I’m not stuck in a life that I didn’t want for myself, that I didn’t have the courage to break out of. It’s your fault I get to see the world the way I do. To meet different people- to have this lovely crew and the best friends I could’ve asked for” …

FUCK CHIP ADMITTING THE CREW IS A WAY FOR HIM TO TRY AND GET BACK WHAT HES LOST AODHSLSJDV SOBBING CRYING SHUT THE FUCK UP BIZLY

Chip;”I’m not the pirate Arlin wanted me to be. I’m not the hero Gill wants me to be. And I’m not the friend you want me to be.” Bizly when I catch you Bizly. Bizly when I catch you Bizly.

STOP CRYING JAY STOP ITTT STOP

ALSO GILLION MY BABY BOY MY BOY IS ALMOST BACK IT

#jrwi riptide spoilers #jrwi #just roll with it #just roll with it riptide #gillion tidestrider #chip bastard #chip last name #jay ferin

[unformula1]

sorry, for real this time (LS2 x OP81)

logan confronts his biggest need. part 4 of "changed" part 3 | part 2 w/c: 852 day 35 of loscar posts until we get a LOSCAR PODIUMM (series masterlist) masterlist tw: swearing

He opens the door and walks out.

“Logan-”

Oscar.

Logan stones again. He freezes and looks at Oscar.

He can only imagine how horrible he looks right now. Red eyes. Messy hair. Tear stains all over.

“I know you don’t want me to-” Oscar stops himself, “I just want to talk to you.”

“Oscar, I’m sorry.” Logan says.

“No-” Oscar rubs his forehead, “I mean, you shouldn’t be sorry.”

“You didn’t have to wait for me-” Logan sighs.

Of course he made someone wait behind for him, as usual. The burden, the dread, the weigh-down.

“I chose to wait for you.” Oscar replies.

“It’s probably late, you should go home.” Logan says.

Logan’s tired. His entire body feels like collapsing onto some soft surface.

“I can send you home.” Oscar says, almost begging.

Logan hesitates but eventually nods.

Oscar holds Logan by the waist which makes Logan shiver. 

They both walk toward where Oscar has his car parked. The walk is silent, just Logan’s head bowed down as Oscar walks next to him, stroking his back again.

Logan gets into the passenger seat and Oscar starts the car.

------

“We don’t have to talk about it-” Oscar says.

Logan nods while leaning his head on the window.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Oscar asks.

“I’m a disappointment.” Logan doesn’t answer the question.

“No- No you’re not.” Oscar replies, his hand firmly on Logan’s shoulder, “Stop saying that.”

“You probably didn’t even want to do this.” Logan says, dragging his words.

Logan is really tired.

“I wanted to do this.” Oscar confirms, “I wanted to talk to you. You’re not some burden I have.”

“You didn’t even wave to me.” Logan leans back onto his chair now, staring up into the car roof.

“What? When?” 

“I don’t know, a few days ago. When you were filming that one video, you saw me wave but you didn’t wave back.”

Oscar clears his throat, “Sorry.”

Logan shakes his head even more, “I hate this. I’m such a piece of shit, aren’t I?”

“This can’t be just about that.” 

Logan shakes his head again, “It’s about everything.”

“Everything?”

“Yes Oscar, everything.”

“What does that even mean?”

“Everything’s changed. You’ve changed. We’ve all changed. I hate it but it’s something that’s happening.” Logan rambles, almost shouting.

Before Oscar can reply, Logan interjects.

“And you aren’t even there at all. It’s like- like you don’t even care about me anymore.” Logan chokes up, “I hate it. I hate everything. I want everything to go back. I want to go back.”

The silence that follows is deafening. 

“I-” Oscar hesitates, “I’m sorry Logan… Logs.”

“Doesn’t even mean anything anymore. Oscar, what changed? Was it me? Did I do something wrong?” Logan says, on the brink of another meltdown.

He instantly regrets his words. 

“Sorry. I didn’t mean it like that.” Logan sighs, “I’m tired.”

Oscar nods, “I messed up.”

Logan lets out a sarcastic chuckle.

“Seriously, and I’m sorry, for real this time.” Oscar says, his voice laced with regret.

“I miss you Oscar.” Logan sobs, “I hate this, I hate that there’s a real, valid reason that you left me.” 

Oscar feels his throat stinging too, like he wants to cry as well but he resists.

“I miss you too Logs.” Oscar’s voice is soft, “I’m sorry again.”

Logan starts wiping his tears off again.

“I’m sorry for leaving you when you needed me, for being absent.” Oscar says, “For forgetting about you, for making you feel like a failure.”

“Shut up man.” Logan says, “You’re winning trophies, be happy.”

“I’d trade all of them for you to be happy again.”

I’d trade all of them for you to be happy again.

Everything slows down. The road becomes empty, the world’s noises fade away. Logan lifts his head and looks into Oscar’s tear-filled eyes.

Like how it all fell apart, it fell back together.

“I’ve been a fucking horrible person Logs. Please. Let’s start again.” Oscar pleads, “I’ll do better. I want to see you smile again.”

And just like a miracle, Logan smiles.

Oscar lays a firm grip on Logan’s shoulders, “I won’t ever leave you on your own again.”

Logan’s head slowly falls back onto the chair’s backrest.

“I promise.” Oscar says.

Maybe he’s lying.

He doesn’t like you.

They haunt his mind. Logan continues looking at the car roof.

You’d trust him again?

The car stops at Logan’s hotel and they both step out. 

You’re naive.

A sudden warm embrace interrupts all of Logan’s thoughts. Oscar’s arms wrap around Logan and stay there, tightly. Logan melts.

Everything feels safe. Logan feels safe.

Logan didn’t know when it started, when everything started to fall apart at the seams, but he knows when everything will be fixed.

“Sorry… sorry…sorry. I’m so sorry, Logs.” Oscar says, head buried in Logan, “I missed you so much, I missed everything.”

“Don’t beat yourself up Oscar…” Logan smiles, “Osc.”

They both hug for a while before they separate and it feels empty.

Oscar’s eyes are filled with tears, “I won’t let you down.”

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

You’d trust him again? Yes.

------ a/n: please forgive if it feels rushed lol, i just wanted these two to have a happy ending!!

#f1 #formula one #formula 1 #f1 fandom #f1 fic #f1 fanfic #f1 imagine #not beta read #loscar post #loscar #op81 #ls2 #williams racing #logan sargeant #oscar piastri #williams f1 #loscar angst #angst #f1 angst #loscar fics #ls2 x op81 #mclaren #mclaren f1 #mclaren racing #op81 angst #ls2 angst #loscar fluff #f1 fluff #fluff #ls2 fluff

[squicksquak]

never feel bad about having an attitude with annoying men they need their egos brought down a little, they don't feel bad about being a bitch so why should you?

#“rant in the tags srry” #texting me at 11.30pm asking me to come over to a party when i told him two days b4 i couldnt make it #'im tired' 'we have energisers' get the fuck out of here i said no #im not gonna leave my house at this hour to go spend time with a bunch of guys i don't like to watch fucking anime #esp when this guy texting likes me like #i do not need you trying to get with me girl i know where you keep your cutlery #i have a shit ton to say ab this guy but im tired of typing anyway #if u think im gonna miss on sleep to go watch anime with a bunch of annoying 17-19yr olds youre fucking crazy #i think he thinks i like him back even tho ive told him a million times i dont see him like that #need this man to shut the fuck up for real #n the emojis he sends are so fucking cringe gtfo of here i send a rolling eye emo and he goes 😬 #like yeah you should be 😬 - ing i told you i cant come and here u are texting me at ELEVEN THIRTY #asking me to come over #fuck off

[gnometa233]

"The thing about being queer is saying fuck societal rules, so I highly encourage normalizing lesbians to fuck men and trans people to date people based on their AGAB" is a real take I've just seen on a post with 18k notes. I get you people wanna destroy all labels but some labels don't feel like a box!!! I'm starting to think some of yall don't like actual lgbtq+ people and cant respect labels!!!

#anti label people need to shut the fuck up omg #some of us feel free by labels! is that a hard concept!!! #also unless said person is threatening violence against you in a real life space #you are not being policed. you are experiencing the consequences of life #queer discourse #lgbtq+ #lesbophobia #transphobia #it almost feels like gaslighting #'see!! you uptight dykes need to just let lose and fuck a man for once. i did it! im fine!!' #'you trans people are never gonna be loved unless its by someone who sees you as your agab first'

[theostrophywife]

bestie, please don’t laugh, because i’ve started following you bc of the HP content, but.. who is this Azriel guy, seeing you so obsessed with him i think i wanna get to know him too 👀 a quick guide for the beginners, please? 🤭

i’d never laugh! welcome, welcome. so, azriel is a character from a court of thorns and roses. basically he has giant bat wings and shadow powers and he’s daddy af. case in point:

#he also knows how to shut the fuck up which is a quality i look for in any man #dude why are all the fictional men i’m in love with pretty boys #on second thought i also only date pretty boys in real life #i need to be institutionalized

[kingprinceleo]

Oh fuck me fuckme fuck me

#I'm going to start killing people #I need SLEEPY TYLENOL NOWWWWWWW #Mfer laying in bed for 8 hours full awake 🫠 eyes shut. Brain. ACTIVE #IM TRYING SO HARD TO SLEEP JUST BE UNCONSCIOUS #Too late now #Fuck me I have to be aware enough to not kill everybody in this vehicle #Mfing murder nightmare too what the fuck #Set the scene: YouTuber wedding #The man in charge of filming is an asshole to the minimum wage people working there #Like real mean. And one meek guy tries to tell the groom but the groom is kinda a dismissive asshole about it bc he's already paid the guy #So it's too late now. Meek guy keeps getting disrespected and storms out to the parking lot to just leave #Woman who has been witnessing this apparently is gonna kill on meek guys behalf. He does not want this #Woman gets into a fucked up death machine car and drives it into the groom #But not like. Runs him over. There's a fucking saw blade on the front that starts cutting through the bottom of his torso #He was screaming a lot. I'm not sure if he survived or not. But the atmosphere was not fun #Very muddy desaturated colors. Very wet and musty feeling. It was like almost a parking garage #I don't think I'll ever have a dream as scary as the um time-looping cannibal beach dream #But this was just the delightful cherry of not being able to sleep at fucking. ALL . #Literally cried I'm so distressed about not being able to control anything about myself rn #Hhhhh :((( #3rd night in a row I've slept like shit

[boxwinebaddie]

cursed whoresey starter pack <3

#*nsfw #i have not stopped laughing about the community dick shirt its so fucking funny mans is really for the street huh #also the top shaming meme...when will it not be funny #HAHA TOP!!! IDIOT!!!! LOL BE A REAL MAN!!! #POUND ANYONE TODAY????? #pound anyone today is so funny i start crying everytime #also the i love to make boys cry shirt...absolutely #i just know bebe screen printed that #and cropped it #the same time she made the sorry i only fuck rockstars shirt #jersey kyle is that text meme where he calls a guy over #and says I Just Wanted To See If You'd Obey #tbh i think jersey regularly wears obey hoodies #not bc he supports the skate brand #just bc he wants to assert Dominance loooool #spain without the s this is so funny #i need to make the raven one #and its just gonna be that SHUT UP BOTTOM meme #when ur a rockstar and a sub call that rock bottom ;) #anyways please clap

[9h05t-f4c3]

i wanna fuck him so bad it makes me look stupid

#the blue is real texts i sent my bf about him dhshjsjshdhdkz #i need to fuck that old man #Slade Wilson #deathstroke #deathstroke the terminator #Kaz shut the up

[ronnyraygun]

Okay, like, fuck New 52, but, like, every time I think about how Tim’s first canonical queer relationship could have been with Miguel (THEY WERE R I G H T THERE. IT WAS A DATE. THEY WENT TO PRIDE. MIGUEL A N D TIM NEVER TOLD THE TEAM. “I felt like a prince just being next to him.” WTF, DC?!??) I get a little sad, because, like…Miguel loved Tim, and if DC weren’t cowards, we could have seen Tim give him that back. Tim went to him for help personally. He opened himself up to like that, LIKE THE WAY HE DID TO CASSIE AND KON. AND—

FUCK NEW 52 BUT RED ROBIN/BUNKER WILL ALWAYS BE REAL TO ME.

#tim drake #miguel barragan #red robin #bunker #tim/miguel #shut in the fuck up ron #they could do it. #i hate that tim because he isn’t even really tim drake #but…like… #he was soooo slutty #that came out of left feild BUT YOU NEED TO UNDERSTAND #HE FLIRTED WITH HALF THE TEAM TO GET THEM THERE #AND FLIRTED WITH A SCIENTIST TO SAVE (fake) BART’S LIFE #[points] WHORE. #AND MIGUEL LOVED HIM FOR IT. #he’a ​also like the most stereotypical iteration of a gay man out there #even if he was “straight” #tim and his flamboyant haircut and tight t shirts and tight jeans and bitchy demeanor? #let’s be real here #that was a fruity ass young man #i am not afraid to say it #BUT I THINK MIGUEL DESERVED THAT LOVE #AND MORE #HE WAS SO LOYAL #AND GOT TREATED LIKE A SECOND BEST #AND I WILL NEVER FORGIVE DC FOR IT #HE WAS MY BOY #FUCK EVERYONE ELSE #BUNKER SKITTER POWERGIRL 2.0 AND DANNY THE ALLEYWAY WERE ALL THAT MATTERED #WAHHHHH

[tugoslovenka]

in a fandom where actually, objectively there is a lack of representation and care for characters that are NOT astarion, to sit there and type essays with your fully developed frontal cortex that the vampire man who has been the face of baldur's gate 3 since EA is not the center darling of larian is a case i like to call ✨ willful delusion ✨and all of you need to go outside and touch grass

#i would respond to some of this horseshit but i have revisions to deal with and i no longer have time #but you all need to seriously reevaluate the way you will actually argue with real people over this pixel man's existence #he is THE bg3 icon please shut the fuck up #thoughts

[ybcpatrick]

using my new gifmaking powers exclusively for evil, selfish purposes (immortalizing kebin sexey momence)

#shut up kell #there are so many tho .... makes it harder #but the promo he cut @ raw is xxx after stunning mikey..... guys i need to be candid. #i was fuckin up a box of mikeandikes while watching. i went to whisper-scream after he did smth hot? #drooled. literally fucking drooled. on the bed drooled. fucking heinous. literally pathetic. i need to be taken out back. #and see that's embarrassing but i value transparency here on ybcpatrick dot tumblr dot com. in case you ever thought i was cool: stop. #drooled over a man. for real drooled. it was gross and it happened and it's probably not gonna be the last time either #i'm gonna stfu now and make my gifs

[imwritesometimes]

idk just seems like a lot of ppl on here got real comfortable with telling ppl to go kill themselves again which is like ??????

#I gotta be honest I don't care WHAT it's abt I'll never tell someone to kill themselves but like. esp over tv. or a movie. #but maybe that has to do with being a full grown over 34 year old adult who actually has spent #most of my life trying NOT to kill myself and was actually hospitalized after an attempt so 🤷‍♀️ #like idk babes. the whole ~this place is better cause it isn't twitter or tiktok~ like lmao idk. I just. don't know. #and I understand it's a specific type of user. I get that. believe me. my block list grows daily. I do not engage I just block #but like. at what point is it just like fuck it. the building's infested gotta demolish it. like holy shit. #I'm not on here as much as I used to be for sure. and like. idk. shit like today it's like...... idk man #I been on here for years. eons. there are parts of this place I enjoy but holy god almighty there are some fuckers on here #that severely need like. a job. a real problem. a responsibility. something. anything. #so tired of the ~I'm too scared to talk to the waiter~ crowd also being the ones calling for firebombings online like bro #shut the whole fuck up I stg #erin explains it all

[blodeuweddschild]

Yknow thank god that “this is a simulation” stuff doesn’t trigger my derealisation or I’d be so fucked

#I’m on the border of this is real and this is not real rn so I’m ranting #maybe if I rant it’ll bring me back to reality #I just don’t need this rn. it’s getting worse and worse #I had a really bad episode this last week and ended up walking for like 10 minutes with nothing but my jeans and t shirt on #no shoes at like 8pm when it was super cold #and I was lucky I was still with it enough to answer my phone #I’m fuckin losing it man! and whenever I tell therapists and shut they just tell me it’s a coping mechanism! #maybe it started out that way idk but atm it’s ruining my life and could make me do some awful things to myself and the people I love #and I’m fucking scared but im brushed off constantly #I’ve got an appointment at some point about my mental health #and I’m not gonna let them just brush it off. I need help with this shit