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bexondeck · 2 years
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of all of the bizarre things I’ve seen while working in skilled nursing the one that’s going to stick with me until I die is bug god
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crispybaguette · 1 year
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this is matthew mercer’s world and we’re just living in it
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bonestiltsmadej · 2 years
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watching ghost files episode one is like
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Symptoms of My Childhood Trauma That I Just Thought Were Fun Personality Quirks (TM)
Being intimidated yet oddly comforted by the aesthetics and architecture of public places like schools, parks, restaurants, hospitals, etc.
Believing I am unlovable if I am loud, messy, emotional, attention seeking, or otherwise not invisible and passive all the time.
Always interpreting the phrase “Are you okay? Do you need medical attention?” as a passive aggressive threat rather than a genuine offer to get me help.
Imagining getting in some gruesome accident in hopes that it will put me in a position where there’s finally enough “proof” for someone to care about my pain.
Hiding in a bathroom for hours to wait for any pain or sickness to “pass” instead of trying to do something to alleviate or help myself through it.
Feeling paralyzing guilt over not being able to take care of a houseplant someone gave me and equating it to me being just like anyone who hurts me.
Hesitating whenever someone asks me if I want something that is nice, waiting to hear a catch or trying to detect the threat in their harmless generosity.
Whenever someone has a crisis, my immediate response is acting like a child trying to fix an adult’s emotions for them as if my life depends on it.
Feeling bad spending any money on myself and like any money or resources I get will be the last ones I will ever get. Hoarding shit like a paranoid dragon.
Secretly just wanting someone to adopt me and love me unconditionally but also realizing how unrealistic and unhealthy that is and beating myself up over it.
Getting suspiciously skilled at pretending my pillow has a heartbeat and my blankets can hug me back while I sob myself to sleep at night.
Always fantasizing about having platonic or familial relationships with fictional characters rather than romantic ones because I just need love in general.
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bsxcrxts · 4 months
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This is how my average month goes:
Week one: recovering from being on period
Week two: normal human behavior
Week three, the first half: horny
Week three, the second half: incredibly sad with acne
Week four: period
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wendesdayaddams · 1 year
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holy shit, hi! i’m finally out of my giffing block and back to making gifs. i’ve been working on katie in pretty hard cases for the past few days, namely because i’m using her for a character- but i’ve really missed making gifs <3 my madelyn cline gif icons for season three are- coming. i only have about the first episode done, just because the camera jumps and movements were lowkey pissing me off. also the coloring the season was terrible- at least madelyn looked beautiful so <33 but they’ll be coming soon-ish (maybe- honestly we will have to see). also a movie i have been waiting actual years for at this point, announced that their release date is on the way, so i will be dropping all my other projects for that when it does come out, just so you know!
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neuvettel · 2 years
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becca-e-barnes · 8 months
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BECCA THESE SUBBY DBF!BUCKY THOTS ARE KILLING ME IN THE BEST WAY I LOVE IT SO MUCH😩😵‍💫🤤
Coming back to this because my weakness is submissive older men 🤤
Just the thought of clamping your hands around his neck while you're on top and watching him lose it makes me dizzy.
I absolutely love the thought of fucking yourself on him, grinding your hips back and forth with his length inside you while he whimpers and moans beneath you.
He's surrendered all the control he's ever had. You both know that it'd take very little effort if he decided he wanted to change the dynamic but he has no interest in doing that.
He wants you on top of him, using him for your own pleasure rather than his. He wants you to leave scratches down his chest where your nails have sunk into his skin. He wants flushed, stinging cheeks, reminding him of each little slap you've given him when his eyes flutter shut and he stops looking at you for even a few seconds.
But then one of your hands cups his neck and that feels like an entirely different kind of submission. It's not a painful sensation that he expects when he imagines being submissive in bed; it's dizzying. The light pressure on his neck is delightful but more than anything, it feels like you're fully in control. He's vulnerable like this and he loves it.
"Both hands. Please." He's never sounded so needy and any hesitation you might have felt a few seconds ago melts away. Your other hand joins the first, wrapped around his neck, your fingers squeezing slightly and he looks entirely blissed out underneath you.
"Oh fuck." He groans, thrusting his hips up towards you in a desperate attempt to make sure he's buried as deep inside you as he can manage.
"You're fucking pathetic like this." You tease, adjusting your grip on his neck to remind him exactly where your hands are. You feel his pulse under your fingers and you feel your body flutter at the realisation. "You're losing yourself in me, aren't you?"
His eyes close for a few seconds while he tries to focus on the sensation, rather than the sight of you but that won't do. You take one hand from his neck, slapping his face gently and the rush he feels from the release of pressure is euphoric.
"Did I say you could look away?" You tease, putting your hand back on his throat, keeping your grip tight while he shakes his head.
His hands land on your hips, helping you grind back and forth on him, rubbing his length right where you need it. He probably won't get off like this but you absolutely could.
"I want to feel you cum. I need you to squeeze my neck and my cock at the same time." He's fantasised about this and it shows.
"Make me." You were half joking but he starts working your hips faster, setting the pace he knows you like until he stops suddenly, holding your hips still.
"God, I can't cum yet. I don't want this to end." You forgive him this time for closing his eyes, giving him a moment to collect himself before he's back to fucking you on him, begging you to squeeze his neck harder.
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biscuitbakerbecca · 4 days
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To all the gays who can’t drive/don’t like driving: as a gay who had to learn to drive and like it, I would take you driving wherever you wanted if you asked me
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a-kaash-me-outside · 2 months
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tori ur an amazing writer like seriouslyomfg i read ur entire atsumu series in like 2 hours it was bewutiful oh my god 🙏🏼 ur so good and ur wording and vocabulary is so intricate i cant wait to read more frm u <3
ah!!!! hey!!! thank u sm!!!!! t-t ♡ someone complimenting my vocabulary? PAH. s tier compliment thank u wow. ♡
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crispybaguette · 11 months
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the scrumptious scoundrels, or as i like to call them, deli and the rogues
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bonestiltsmadej · 6 months
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spelling bee judge: spell "goodbye"
guy who watches ghost files: g-o-o-d-b-we-i
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bess: so why does ned call you babygirl?
henry: how about we stop talking for a little while
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Giant Isopod Hours
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bsxcrxts · 4 months
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i've been talking to a cute guy on bumble and keeping my mouth shut about it because it seems like every time I talk about it something goes wrong, but it doesn't matter cause he has stopped responding to me
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