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#shit goes down so fast
teaboot · 5 months
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how does it feel to be the art subtitling blog of tumblr
I've become the hero I needed
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slopdoughnut · 18 days
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My bitchass cat- 80 ft up in a goddamn tree
It has been a day
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I’ll make myself tea, drink half of it, forget it, and then be less sure what i want to do when I find it again three hours later
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rosicheeks · 1 year
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martybaker · 1 year
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ao3 is absolutely astounding for the speed with which they resolve issues, they deserve a round of applause
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bootyful-seventeen · 6 months
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Got called mopy and moody and an overall killjoy for not enjoying the one (1) party experience I had in February of last year cuz I kept getting left alone at a party so I just sat and had nachos 🤙🏻🤙🏻🤙🏻
#it all started cuz I am still confused on what we’re doing for this weekend cuz bestie here isn’t articulating clearly#I ask about Halloween and she says they’re going to the club cuz no one goes on a Tuesday#I wouldn’t know I’ve never gone to one since I don’t ever wanna go alone and no one asks#then she said it’s for a friend’s birthday AFTER I asked if we should take the birthday girl out to a rage room or axe throwing cuz the bday#bday girl had shown interest in it before but it got shut down fast#by this point I still don’t know what club they wanna go to let alone what day but I do get told that since I tire out faster then them#that I’ll have to go home alone and that is just raining alarms in my head cuz I’m guessing it’s in Toronto and they’ve turned into Gotham#it’s such a shit show during the day so I know it’s gonna be worse at night with the cover of darkness#and did she not hear of that story of these 2 girls who nearly got TRAFFICKED BY THEIR UBER???and she wants me to use one alone??#in toronto???? bro I ain’t risking shit for some place I don’t know the name or address for#and says that she’s been clear this whole time on what’s going on and doesn’t want a repeat of last time#when idk if it’s just me but the only clear thing here is that I’m not really wanted for the night out#cuz clear would be saying where and when and also who and how which I never got any of that but she keeps saying she did tell me but didn’t#the first written convo was just her asking the birthday girl if they should dress up as tiana and Belle#and I ask if they’re gonna wear gowns cuz it’s gonna be cold out#all she says is we’ll be inside and when I ask I get no answer just more costume suggestions the next day#the second time it’s breathed is when we’re on the phone and I ask about what we doing for Halloween#she says that we’re clubbing and I ask if we ain’t doing anything else like the seasonal shit we can’t do any other time#she just says no and tells me I can stay home after I suggest a few things and she calls them childish#like going to a haunted corn maze or the Halloween event at casa loma cuz yes getting spooked is childish#I even threw in axe throwing cuz bday girl has been stressed and thought she might like it#then today I ask if I should go up for the weekend cuz idk wtf is going on still and it’s been almost 2 weeks and there’s a mini argument in#the group chat with her saying the same 2 things. we clubbing and you’ll have to go home alone#birthday girl is just as confused on who’s going but says that on Friday we can go to a movie and dinner so I’m not left out#so at least I get somewhat of an answer on if going up is worth it or if I’m getting ditched the whole weekend#so at least if I’m going back up I can make plans to hang out with her brother and whoever else wants to hang#idk maybe see a movie or go to the mall or something#like shit at least give me all the info to decide if I wanna go especially music cuz that first and last party did not have good music tbh#I know if at least enjoy myself at a 90’s/2000’s party cuz I like that but nope I don’t even get that#just club or bust essentially :/ and it seems I be bust by what she said
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sansebastinae · 11 months
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minamotosousuke · 2 years
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Look all I am saying is that on day 4 of knowing Mitsuba, Kou is going to wake up in the morning with scribbles all over his face. But nobody would’ve dared touch the Prince’s face before, so it’s not until breakfast that he finds out.
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sapphic-woes · 2 years
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Omgggg idbejene storyish time ig lmao.
#literally had that like...i dunno if anyone ever goes through this but sometimes i wonder if im just faking being gay#like maybe i just didnt try men hard enough or smth#and im just choosing to be sinful...etc etc....#and like that just sent me into a spiral of remebering very clearly gay moments in my past to push that voice down as proof yk#and like i used to tell myself 'if i wasnt christain id probably be gay' like every. day. in middle school#CUZ THE GIRLS LOCKER ROOM WAS....IT WAS THERE YK....#but i randomly remembered something even worse#that i had....almost like allowed myself to indulge in liking this girl#okok context#i used to just force myself to like a dude for the thrill of like...having a crush to talk abt yk? cuz its middle school and everyone has 1#so i thought....i would do the dame thing to like...like take care of this???#like if i just indulged for a little bit then i woukd take care of the issue cuz id know what it felt like?? and not be curious#so this...god fucking it WASNT THE SAME LMAO#i very much liked this girl and like essentially for a think like a month#just. crushed. freely.#like usually i would push the thought away fast but i was basically giving myself a treat#AND I REMEBER I GOT REAL SCARED REAL FAST CUZ I QUICKLY REALIZED IT WAS BACKFIRING AND THIS SHIT WASNT JUST A SIMPLE CURIOSITY#after that i kinda just buried it so hard....like i just didn't allow any daydreaming or shit just was so strict on myself....#sigh wow i just went from: no brain stop questioning this again#to: oh my god??? what even was that???#rambling
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fratboykate · 1 year
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Im mostly pained that these assholes fucked you over so bad that we didn’t get to hear the tea from DWD bc I Know you had some juicy stuff under your sleeve 😤
🤓🤓🤓🤓🤓🤓
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kazoologist · 1 year
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getting rejected by my first grad school was not enough ive also been fucking cursed
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nebulainatree · 1 year
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how to design inkling character help
#Nebbie posts#Nebbie text posting#text tag#This absolute bitch has been stuck in my brain for like a whole month but I have no idea what he looks like#He's like. He's a dick and he has awful anger issues and is full of hate and plays illegal turf wars#And ever since a kid stabbed him in the leg in like 4th grade and got away with it he's been a vengeful piece of shit#Who decided to remember every possible detail about everyone who's ever wronged him and make their lives as hellish as possible#Frankly he's awful. I love him#And he and Plus have this terrible beef since he commissioned a weapon from Plus and then felt like the money was too high so he.#Ok I'm still not sure whether he doesn't pay or if he just cancels the order mid thing and Plus doesn't pay him back but. War is declared.#He's constantly vandalizing Plus' graffiti advertisements and dissing him to everyone in the illegal turf scene#But of course Plus isn't the one to back down. He goes fucking bonkers. He hacks this guy's ikatter and shit.#Every day is a struggle between these bitches. Inkling guy undermines Plus' weapon deals. Plus fucking doxxes him. Blood and hate and death#It's fucking visceral it's insane they genuinely loathe each other. They want to rip each other apart tentacle by tentacle. They say this.#So anyway fast forward past that almost actually happening and the inkling guy is in a polycule with Plus now#I'm soooooo mentally ill for this guy. If only I knew his name and what he looked like#By the way all this happens like way in the chronological future for these characters unfortunately. So I probably wouldn't even draw it#Also also Plus and him still like.#Hate each other . Like they're beating each other up constantly and sometimes Disc gets confused by that but it's like a romantic beat up#It's like. Ok. Boys will be boys ig#Send fucking post#Anyway this is a call for help as it is way past midnight here and I absolutely need to go to bed but my brain is rotting#If anyone does have cool hairstyle ideas for this guy you can let me know but this is mostly just. I'm constantly thinking about these guys#Goodnight.#I am NOT tagging this Splatoon. This is just me being sleep deprived. And I don't have a tag for that so.#Oh also the inkling guy gets mandatory therapy via court verdict after getting arrested for attempted murder.#Since I headcanon Splatsville doesn't have prisons because it doesn't have more than a rudimentary sort of police system#If you really fuck up they exile you. Go die in the desert idiot basically.#Or sometimes they'll send like really bad people to Inkadia since there's actual laws there
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raeathnos · 1 month
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#can the truck driver at work just like… not?#I’m so fed up with this dude#firstly he’s like overly friendly but in a bad way#he acts like he knows me and then assumes things about me and then gets annoyed when they’re not right#he asks me the one morning what kind of music I like and when I said edm he literally goes ‘nah you seem like a rock kind of chick’#firstly I’m not a chick secondly wtf?#and then he would not drop it- kept badgering me about it#‘are you sure? I like that kind of music too but I can’t picture you listening to it’#I asked him what edm artists he likes and he couldn’t name any and the. doubled down on the ‘no you’re holding out on me you def like rock’#also he’s low-key sexist but it’s getting worse 🫠#‘oh you can’t lift that box it’s too heavy for a woman’#dude. my guy. pls stop assuming my gender but also don’t fucking tell me what I can and can’t lift#but like the fucking audacity? do not place limits on me based on my assigned fucking gender dude#and the best fucking part is the boxes are always super fucking light#he’ll watching me lift a fucking 50lb box and then hand me a box of pillows and tell me to be careful it’s probs too heavy for a girl#my new gripe is the other day he interrupted me while I was sorting to be like ‘oh you’re so fast’#dude you’ve seen me do this every day for three months#but then! he asks if I cook and clean when I’m done with work#I thought it was a weird question because who doesn’t cook and clean and told him yeah I do#and for a brief shining moment I existed in a world where sexism doesn’t exist and thought he just hired someone to do his cleaning#nope. literally says to me ‘wow you’re the whole package! the perfect housewife!’#I had to storm off because I was fUCKING SEETHING#I am not a housewife. I am not domesticated. and it was a fucking weird thing to say to me at all#me and my husband split the chores evenly because that’s fair#this dude is divorced and I see why now#but the fucking audacity- when I tell you I was seeing red#talking about me like I’m a fucking servant- he’s said other shit before and I am getting fed up#shoutout to my husband tho- ‘housewife? ew no! you’re my feral housethey! :D’#sexist shit hits a lot of nerves- I do not need that shit + the disphoria first thing in the morning
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sugume · 3 months
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SNAPING AT THEIR KIDS — Jujutsu Kaisen
( CW ) f!reader, children, tantrums, lots of tears  
FEATURING: Nanami Kento, Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, Choso Kamo 
Authors note: the way Choso’s son refuses to eat dinner when you all sit down, he just huffs and puffs and you eventually have to give in and buy him Taco Bell, so he doesn’t go to sleep on an empty stomach. And Gojo’s son knew what he was doing when he hit him hehe. 
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☾GOJO SATORU 
“Daddy, I wanna go to the park.” His twins yell for what feels like the thousandth time today. Satoru whines, throwing his arm over his eyes when one of the twins points flashlights in his face. “I said no, Daddy doesn’t feel well today—we can play in your room, how about we build a fort?” Satoru answers again—just like he did the last time and the time before and the time before that. “No Daddy! Wanna go to ‘park!” His girl screams before his son hits him square in the dick with the flashlight. He jumps up, howling in pain. “I said not today!” He snaps and instantly regrets it when he hears the venom in his voice. How holds his throbbing dick before looking up and his babies. They both stare at him with frowns. His little girl looks about ready to start sobbing and his son looks like he wants to hit him with the flashlight again. “Shit, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to yell,” He apologizes, flinching back when little tears slip out their eyes. “I’m sorry, I'm sorry, don’t cry. How ‘bout we go to the park okay? Daddy didn’t mean to yell, oh don’t cry, baby.” He whispers, reaching out with big hands to grab them and pull them into his lap. “Park?” “Yep, park.” They look at each other before breaking out in a scream. 
☾GETO SUGURU 
“Daddy?” His daughter pulls the end of his long hair. “I'm busy, baby.” He answers as he scrolls through his emails on his work computer. “Wanna see.” She whines, trying to climb onto her father’s lap. She just slides off, unable to pull her body weight up with small arms. “In a little bit, go play with Mommy baby,” he says, trying to convince his daughter who just huffs and holds her arms up to him. “I wanna work too!” She whines and Suguru grumbles before lifting her onto his lap. He sets her in the nook of her arm. She snuggles into Suguru's content for a few minutes. “My turn Daddy.” She stands up on his lap and reaches over to touch the computer. She fails, instead pushing the cup of water he had been slipping on. The cup tilts over and pours all over Suguru’s computer. “Dammit D/n!” He growls out and though he doesn't yell his deep voice is enough to cause his daughter to jump in fear. “Sorry, ’m sorry.” She cries, trying to crawl out of her father's lap. “Shit--It’s alright baby. Hey, it’s okay sweet girl.” “I didn’t mean to.” “I know. Let’s clean up our mess, okay?” He kisses his daughter's forehead and carries her to grab a towel. 
☾CHOSO KAMO 
“I don’t want your ugly food.” His son screams at him. “Well, you aren’t getting Fast food.” He mutters. “I want Taco Bell!” He screams, but Choso just ignores him and continues to stir the food. “I said I want Taco Bell!” He throws himself on the floor, kicking and rolling around Choso’s legs. Choso tries to ignore the temper tantrum his son is throwing but after several minutes it starts to get unbearable. Anything he says just goes in one ear and out the other. “No Fast food!” He eventually snaps. S/n immediately stops rolling on the floor when he hears his father yell. Choso turns the stove on low before walking over and crouching in front of his son. “Daddy doesn’t wanna yell baby, but you gotta understand that you can’t get Fast food every day. It’s not healthy for you alright?” He explains to his son. His son just glares up at him. Choso smiles back which prompts the little boy to grumble how stupid and ugly his father looks. When they eventually come to an understanding, he picks him up and lets him help him cook.  
☾NANAMI KENTO 
Nanami’s loud voice echoes through the living room, and you race to the living room in worry. Once you turn the corner you see your daughter looking at him with wide tear-filled eyes. She’s never seen this side of her dad; you can’t think of one time her dad raised his voice at her. “Kento? What’s going on?” You glare at him as your daughter comes running into you. You hold her little body to you. Kento stands there with a shocked expression on his face. He didn’t mean to snap at his little girl, he just had a bad day at the office and brought that attitude home. “Daddy’s mean.” Your daughter cries out, wrapping her small arms tighter around your legs. “Princess,” Kento whispers as he cautiously walks towards you two. “I didn’t mean to yell at you princess, I’m so sorry.” He chokes out, crouching down to her level. When she hears the familiar softness in her dad’s voice, she slowly peaks around you. Kento holds his arms open. She doesn’t hesitate and jumps into her father's arms. “s’ok I forgive you, Daddy.” She sniffles into his neck. Nanami squeezes her tightly, whispering out apologies on how he’ll never do it again. You can tell by the look in his eyes your daughter will be getting extra spoiled in the next few days.  
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lynxalon · 10 months
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im like ifa man needed to be asleep aaaaaaaages ago
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screampied · 3 months
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i have an idea :]
ok so i always see people asking for gentle/needy/desperate choso. and i love it, but…
what about unassumingly ruthless choso? reader doesn’t know what she’s getting into? reader is cocky and gets humbled FAST? idk i just…
👉👈
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❤︎ ໋𓈒 choso who puts his cute bratty gf in her place
warnings. fem! reader, attempted brat taming, doggystyle, big dick choso, unprotected.
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you’ve always been one to push his buttons, mainly because he always made it so easy.
choso was as intimidating as a kitten, whenever you’d tease him he’d always keep composure or restrain himself.
briefly smiling nervously, kissing your wrist and telling you to be a good girl and wait until you each return home.
but one day, he kind of just snaps…
he takes you home from shopping nearly all day with you, and you were enthusiastically ecstatic. you wondered what he’d do this time, but your thoughts were no match for what he had initially planned. to put it brief, choso had you laid on the bed on all fours. he’s drilling ruthlessly into your pussy and you’re just…speechless. choso’s so handsy, every few seconds he’d spank your ass to hear you whine out his name—in such two slutty syllables.
“c-choso..” you’d moan, the left side of your cheek attached practically to the silk bed sheets as if it was velcro.
“shh, no talkin, princess,” he grunts, and you could hear the slight whine picking up his voice before he stops himself. “i-i have to be more stern with you it seems. can’t always be so nice, gotta humble you just a little bit, fuck.”
if it was a word to perfectly describe you right now, at this particular moment…it would for sure be…dumbfounded.
you couldn’t see yourself but you’d bet money you looked stupid.
choso’s dick was so lengthy, appetizing and hitting every spot with just the tiniest amount of pressures his thrusts had you gnawing on the inside of your cheek with your toes curling tightly.
“what’s the matter? no more attitude?” he huffs, tilting his head to move some remaining strands that were starting to occlude his vision.
“i-if you’re gonna be rough, at least go h—”
“…oh, baby, you’re jus’ asking for it by this point.” he murmurs, wiping his forehead with the back of his palm.
your eyes rolls at feeling the very tips the curve of choso’s cock kiss against your folds. so deep, his thrusts were sloppy. purely responsible for the squelched that continuously sang throughout the room.
choso grabs onto both of your waist, and you moan once he’s just dragging your hips back and forth against him, making sure you feel every thick inch of his.
“do me a favor ‘n arch your back more,” immensely, you do—your body responds to choso with such a quickness it was simply humiliating. “good girl….now,” and you barely recognize choso’s voice. usually it’s so sweet and tender, now it was rough and a bit husky, a rasp hidden underneath each sentence he spoke.
needless to say, you found this version of choso to be quite hot.
“wait,” he pauses, pausing the mood with his own cute stammer in his voice, back to normal. “not goin' to rough, am i? i want you to be comfortable and-”
“baby, ‘m fine. keep fucking me please.” you pleaded, feeling his hips stutter as he was in the middle of talking. even trying to keep up a act, he still wanted to make sure you were okay—choso simpers to himself, caressing your ass before spanking it yet another time.
“okay okay,” he hums. his hips pick up again and you’re basically being pounded into the bed. the grip he had on your hips wasn’t too rough but just the perfect amount.
choso’s breathing starts to pick up, and he enjoys the view of you more than he thought he would. his head goes back, along with his let down hair before he pivots his hips a certain way. your pussy clamped down against him and you hear his jaw clench in pleasure. “…shit.”
your legs quavered beneath him, and he then used a hand to bring both of your wrists behind your back. “j-just like that choso, please, please.”
“baby, you’re not supposed to be praising me,” he pouts, and you giggle before moaning again — a sudden moment occurs where you thickly swallow, only to continue your sweet whimpers. “this was s-supposed to be a punishment.”
“so punish me then.” you mewled, your cunt easily hugs him like a vice, the noise it makes, a wet pop and you’re just soaked. choso’s ears grows hot from the feeling and he knows you can feel it too.
he sighs, shoving you further into the bed. “you’re something else.” and his voice grows low and pitched again—yet choso does the unexpected. he leans right into you, and you instantaneously feel the heel of his foot press against the very back of your head.
he wore socks, the soft padded wool brushes against your neck, and he’s roughly driving into your pussy now to where you can’t even saying anything.
all that came out of your dumb mouth was a squeal, this angle…
“let me have you,” he grunts, balls deep, his base was thick and repeatedly thwacked against your entrance. you were dizzy…drunk, but not that kind of drunk. the good kind where all you could think about was how good you were getting stuffed by your boyfriend’s hefty cock. “yeah, just lie down and let me—fuck.”
you’re panting, and it felt so good.
choso was always used to being gentle and tender with you, although if you wanted him to be a little rougher, he was more than happy to oblige.
“i-i’m gonna cum, choso… gonna make me cum.”
“don’t think you deserve it, he utters, and your lips part, jaw dropping, plethora of sweetened moans only escaping as a subtle response. “you’ve been teasing me all day. even started to stroke me in the dressing room.”
“s-sorry.” you moaned.
choso remains with his foot near the back of your head before pursing his eyebrows together. “you’re not sorry are you, baby? be honest.”
“n—no,” you whined, the thickness of his shaft twitching inside of you felt so heavenly. you could have sworn you felt a vein that ran down his length pulse inside of your tight cunt. “you’re right, you’re right, ‘m not s-sorry.”
he chuckles. “you could have just lied, you know?”
choso’s angle and thrusts against you were so pivotal inside you, so astonishingly deep that not even moments later you end up cumming hard. leaving a ring around his base. your breathing was irregular and heavy, eyes half-lidded and just convulsing underneath him.
“messy girl,” he whispers, pulling out, not even caring that he didn’t finish, all that matters was that you did. choso turns you over before planting a kiss on your lips—you pull him in for another, and another, before you make him trample onto you. “did you learn your lesson?”
“no,” you moaned, sitting up before lightly shoving him down on his back, straddling his lap now. “i want more.”
choso smirks, sliding a hand down your waist, fully disregarding his flustered face at seeing you attempt to take control. “of course you do, brat.”
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