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#I laughed so hard when I saw this in my inbox
crazylittlejester · 1 month
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The only reason I know a new LU update dropped is because you lose it. Thanks btw.
You’re so welcome, I take my job as a crazy person very seriously
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gentlebeard · 7 months
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pls help my laptop is riddled with these ads
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wait, isn’t this you though????
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xbraveheartx · 7 months
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60 bucks that Carlo's nickname in school (affectionate or not..) was Pinocchio, fucking nerd (I love him)
No but honestly !! That's my headcanon, because while they don't explicitly say the story's name in the game, Gemini makes special mention to say that All of Krat knows that story--
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-- All because of someone who loved that story more than anyone else.
So I love the thought of Carlo having the nickname Pinocchio because of the story. But y'know how Romeo tells Carlo upon first meeting him to call him Lampwick?
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What if Romeo also loved that story too and it was something they had bonded over upon first meeting? He said Call me Lampwick! and Carlo immediately went wait, you like that story too? And the two built their everlasting friendship off their mutual love for a story Carlo adored so deeply ♡
But you're right, Nony... Carlo was a fucking nerd, obsessed with the story of a mischievous wooden puppet, and goddammit we love him for it.
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biscuitdolly · 4 months
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nasty pick me, choke on that male validation
HUH??? 😭
since when was taking care of yourself considered pick me behavior?
not everything a girl does is for male validation , get a life
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wizard-eater · 11 months
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snip snip idiot
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distant-velleity · 2 months
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STOPEHSKFJKSEJHKSJHFKSHFKSFDDF GOODBYE
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askvekpa · 1 year
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IT WAS RED AND YELLOW AND GREEN AND BROWN AND SCARLET AND BLACK AND OCHRE AND PEACH AND RUBY AND OLIVE AND VIOLET AND FAWN AND LILAC AND GOLD AND CHOCOLATE AND MAUVE AND CREAM AND CRIMSON AND SILVER AND ROSE AND AZURE AND LEMON AND RUSSET AND GREY AND PURPLE AND WHITE AND PINK AND ORANGE AND BLUE
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This must be what YOU EARTHLINGS call TORTURE…
WHAT DID I DO to deserve THIS.
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tw pussy, pussy crumbs, putting pussy crumbs in coffee
you'll never guess what im putting in my coffee :3
You're a fellow person of culture I see
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sheldoney · 3 days
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qapsiel asked: "Sheldon, I think I deleted the internet."
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"I think you might be having problems with your computer. What kind of computer do you have and please don't say white."
@qapsiel
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There's a wet ass, whole ass man with his whole ass out gingerly poking the raindrops off leaves.
"I miss the slugs..."
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@originemesis
The First Man looked like he had just hopped out of the shower, a rain shower to be more precise. As did Lucid, however the angels attire was soaked through. His golden locks hung messily and his wings a deeper shade of blue from the amount of water they’d absorbed.
The angel tilted his head at Adams’s comment.
“Where did the slugs go?”
Lucid then fanned out his drenched wings, the only warning before he began flapping rigorously like a hyper dog to shake the rain from them.
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ferromagnetiic · 9 months
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Marry. But not because of romance. Only to be annoying <3
【 ⚙ 】  |  【 always accepting. 】 fuck, marry, kill meme @akagamiko
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The fact that he has been told by nine separate people that they openly, actively want to kill him, and he has not been particularly bothered by any of it, and for the most part, has been relatively nonplussed by the entire event, even entertained by it at parts.
But this. THIS. THIS has single handedly upset him more than ANYTHING else he has heard tonight.
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❝ ...Right.❞
He sniffs, sharply, drawing air into his lungs.
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❝ I'm going to divorce your SOUL from yer FUCKIN' BODY. ❞
Fuck: 0 Marry: 2 Kill: 9
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fungh0uls · 3 months
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the funniest thing that happened to me on here was getting an ask from a sugar mommy
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dreaming-about-kittens · 10 months
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Bestie, care to explain the sudden enthusiasm for bloodposting?
Its like enrichment for my enclosure you need to understand
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sinwrittcn · 5 months
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a hand quickly presses itself on luis' mouth. his eyebrows were furrowed, but the flush on his cheeks were unmistakable. still, leon wasn't about to acknowledge it. ❝ do you always have to say something ? i'm trying to do my job. ❞ he was being distracting in ALL the ways possible. // (:
luis was known for running his mouth, consider it a habit, and just like his smoking, it wasn't one he planned on quitting anytime soon. besides, it sure was effective in getting a certain someone's attention. the moment the other's hand clamped over his mouth, it was a rare moment of silence, but that didn't mean that luis was through toying with the officer, far from it.
although his voice was disabled, the man still had many tricks up his sleeves. just when it seemed like luis was going to comply, tongue sneaks past his lips and trails across the other's palm, gaze still locked and sultry upon leon. it was an act that would make anyone recoil, a devious smirk crossing his face once the officer's hand finally releases from his face.
"it's always work with you, isn't it? always so serious, so tense ..." he finally speaks, slowly walking from in front of leon to behind him, hand raising to trail along chiseled shoulder muscles, gently kneading into his tense form from behind with a chuckle. "you need to loosen up a little, cariño. all that pent up energy can't be good for you," words drip from his lips, hands shifting downward to place upon either side of leon's waist, pressing his own groin against the other's behind, subtle enough for the other to get understand his intentions. "besides ... these lips aren't only good for talking, you know."
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unstablewifiaccess · 11 months
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would you fight one of your characters in a wendy's parking lot? who would you throw hands with
Lucky. Because he's a sexist, drunken old man who I want to beat up.
I'd slap him with a Dave's Single and dump a chocolate frosty on him.
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reidsdaisies · 19 days
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𝐀𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞
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༉‧´ˎ˗ paring; spencer reid x gn!reader ༉‧´ˎ˗ summary; spencer just looks too irresistible in those damned short-shorts. ༉‧´ˎ˗ content warnings; horrific ‘banter’ (reader is just a tease), sub!spencer, handjob. ༉‧´ˎ˗ wc; 0.8k
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cm masterlist ; main masterlist ; request guidelines ; inbox
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“Dork,” you snort.
“What!” Spencer practically squeaks, spinning back around to look at himself in the full length mirror.
“Nothing’s wrong with it.. you just look like a dork.” You laugh again, using your elbows to sit yourself up against your pillow. “Where’d you go to get that outfit anyway?”
“Well, Morgan suggested a place that sells workout clothes, and so I kind of may have bought an outfit from the first mannequin I saw. But I think I picked well. I read that wearing a sweatshirt while working out can help with warming up, lead to an increase in blood flow, and can reduce my risk of injury.” He rambles off, working on fitting a sweatband around his forehead.
“You think you’re going to get injured?”
“Well, I have been trying to be more purposeful with working out, but by the end I always feel lightheaded, though that’s to be expected. And, you never know, I may trip and fall on my face. It happens even when I’m not working out. The sweatshirt could cushion me.” He shrugs, turning back around to face you. “Less dorky or more dorky with the sweatband?”
“Definitely more dorky.. but also adorable. It’s very much adorkable, and very much what you’d wear when working out.” You giggle, moving over to the edge of the bed.
Spencer finds himself moving closer towards you, standing right infront of where you sit criss-crossed on the comforter.
“One day that’s going to get old, (y/n).”
“No, one day you’re going to get old and you’ll still be an adorable little dork.” He just huffs, rolling his eyes, but you catch the little smirk before it’s too late. The playful glint in your eye shimmers, and if you were a cartoon character, there would be a giant bright lightbulb over your head. Your hands naturally found their way to his hips, resting against the blue material of his shorts. “..these really are short, aren’t they?”
He gulped, watching with intent as you slide your hands a few inches down from his hips, reaching his bare thighs in less than a second.
“What are you doing, (y/n)?” He breathes out, almost sounding like he’s panting.
“Helping you with your pre-workout stretch..” you mutter, slipping a hand past the waistband of his shorts.
“You’re supposed to stretch your legs before a workout not—“ he chokes on his words, getting them caught in his throat as soon as your hand cups his length, giving it a tug. “that.” He shakily squeaks his last word. You chuckle.
“Are you always this hard before your workouts, Dr. Reid?” You taunt him, hand moving up and down his erection, thumb swiping across his already leaking tip.
“N-no you, y-you, um,” he tries to speak but he can’t get the words right, stumbling over them. You stroke him leisurely, making a show out of sighing and rolling your eyes to the side, not even looking at him as you stay sitting on your knees on the bed before him, getting him off with just your hand. “(Y-y/n),” he stutters in an attempt to get your attention back on his face. He lets out an unabashed moan, sounding downright sinful.
“God,” he groans as your pace picks up the slightest bit. His droopy gaze follows yours, landing on the wall clock.
“What time did you say she was picking you up?”
“Te— oh fuck, ten thirty!” He exclaims, hips bucking forward into your hand as you touch him just right, paying good attention to the man’s balls.
“Hmm,” you hum, thinking carefully about the next step in your plan to absolutely destroy this man. You turn your head back towards him, using your free hand that was squishing and digging into his thigh to push his shorts and underwear down, letting them drop on their own and pool around his ankles. “How many times do you think you can cum in 20 minutes?”
“No, no (y/n).” He protests, shaking his head, but his dick betrays him, twitching in your hold. His hand moves down his body, resting over yours, being moved up and down along with yours with each hasty stroke you deal to his cock.
With warning, a warm, white liquid spurts from his tip, an angry shade of red. His cum drips down your hand as well as his own, making a complete mess of them. He grunts and whimpers through the whole process, the bucking movement of his hips accelerating before slowing down to a stop.
You grin up at him mischievously and in return he just lets out a huff, his mouth hanging open and eyes continuing to droop low. His face looks exhausted, but his cock still looks like it has some kick left in it.
“You want me to do it again—“ he cuts you off, nodding furiously. “Y-yeah, again, please, we have the time,” he whimpers, sounding like a mix of excitement and defeatment.
“Adorkable,” you laugh, speaking in a sing-songy manner.
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