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#This is bad I know
justsomeectoplasm · 9 months
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WHO OPENED UP THE PIGEON COOP AGAIN
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Give this man some free Spanish classes PLEASE
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🎶 Jeepers creepers, where'd you get those peepers? Jeepers creepers, where'd you get those eyes? 🎶 JEEPERS CREEPERS (2001)
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queerinigo · 7 months
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ed and stede are MAGIC
Middle-aged
Autistic/ADHD
Gay
Interracial
Couple
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readyplayerziggy · 5 months
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Thinking of literally contagious gluttony again. Being so greedy for food that one's body is unable to contain the full scope of their hedonism and passes it to whoever makes contact with them.
And cause they eat so much it's almost impossible to not make contact with them.
You might find yourself getting hungrier than usual, snacking a bit more without notice, maybe getting bigger portions. Then the portions get bigger. And bigger. You start getting more impatient for food, the snacks you eat not enough to keep you satisfied while it's cooking.
Maybe you call for delivery while you're waiting. Or maybe you just say screw it and eat up vmbefore it's all finished. Either way, you're filling your tum.
Your very big, very soft tum. That still wants more.
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mysteriouslee · 1 year
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Finished Wednesday
switch Wednesday and Enid.
"Will you kindly turn off that disgusting noise you call music" asked Wednesday.
Enid however ignored Wednesday's plead and kept on dancing a jumping on her bed which Wednesday would never admit was kinda adorable.
"Blech" Wednesday thought in her mind, thinking or calling things adorable or sweet brought her displeasure.
"I'm gonna ask you one more time Sinclair, turn off that drivel" demanded Wednesday.
Enid blew raspberry as if to tease the monochrome designed girl.
What a child, Enid thought, but then again Enid is a child Wednesday thought. Wednesday thought to torture Enid as she does her brother but she doesn't think Enid would survive. Suddenly it came to her, the one torture that is quite harmless if given in certain amounts but can drive the victim insane enough to make them comply to anything. Wednesday approached the were wolf, restraining a devious smirk from within her. Wednesday tackled Enid on her bed and pinned the blonde beneath her.
"Hey, what gives?!" asked Enid.
"If you're gonna act like a child, then I'll have to treat you like one" responded Wednesday.
Wednesday dug her fingers into Enid's ribs causing the girl below her to instantly giggle frantically.
"'Wehehenedahahy" squealed Enid.
Enid's laughter was sweet and childish, it was sickening to Wednesday but not only that, Wednesday couldn't quite comprehend why this laughter did not bring her disgust like all would.
Enid rolled around and tried to push Wednesday off her, continuously pushing at Wednesday's shoulders.
Wednesday's fingers traveled to Enid's sides, pinching and scribbling all over. Enid's laughter turned more squeaky.
"Interesting" Wednesday muttered.
"Weheheneheday stahahahap plehehase" Enid pleaded.
"Promise to turn off the music" said Wednesday said
Enid pretended to think but then shouted "NEVER".
"Good, I was having fun with you" Wednesday said with a barely noticeable smirk.
Wednesday pinned Enid's hands over her head and used her free hand to spider Enid's stomach. Enid screamed and thrashed violently, almost throwing Wednesday off.
'HOHOLY SHIHIHIT WEHEHDNESDAY STAHAHAHAP" Enid shrieked at the top of her lungs as Wednesday evilly smirked.
"Why, why are you giving up already" Wednesday teased.
"IHLL TUHURN IT 'hic' OHOHFF" Enid screamed.
"But, you declared to never, and plus I know you're enjoying this, you had the chance to overpower me this entire time and yet you lay there letting me torture you" Wednesday stated.
Enid blushed at Wednesday's revelation and decided not to speak to save whatever dignity she had left.
Wednesday was having a hard time to believe she was having fun. Every little giggle or squeak that left Enid caused a slight burn in her cold heart. She couldn't be going soft right?
Wednesday backed off the blonde and sat in her chair biting her nails as if in distress.
"Whahahat's wrohong" Enid asked still giggling and breathless.
No no no no this is bad Wednesday panicked to herself. How could she, Wednesday Addams be going soft. Why is she finding this pleasant she thought. What broke her out of her deep thoughts were sharp nails tracing her spine. Wednesday jumped and let out a noise she never thought would leave her mouth. A squeak.
Enid lifted up Wednesday in her arms, her claws were out and tracing Wednesday's midriff Wednesday squirmed in Enid's grasp, trying to fight off the sensation.
"Your turn" Enid said now with the evil smile.
Wednesday was normally able to restrain her emotions and reactions, but right now she was struggling. Wednesday fought off a smile with not much struggle.
Enid started tracing upwards and the further up Enid traced to more Wednesday couldn't take it anymore. Enid reached at Wednesday's upper ribs and squeak came out of Wednesday. Wednesday gave Enid an deadly glare, a warning to get off. However Enid showed no fear, right now Wednesday was extremely vulnerable. Enid pinned Wednesday to her bed and lifted up Wednesday's shirt. Wednesday knew no way out so at least she could treat this as a test of endurance.
"Do your worst Sinclair" said Wednesday.
Enid scribbled her right hand on Wednesday's stomach and left poked and traced on her back.
The ends of Wednesday's lips slowly started to curve up. Enid cooed at the sight.
Several raspberries were places on Wednesday's ribs and muffled screams.
"C'mon Willa, just laugh for me" said Enid
Wednesday however was stubborn and would no be weak.
"Pffthaha" unexpectedly came out of Wednesday. Enid had finally found her weakest spot.
"Gotcha" said Enid
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burntheskyandtime · 5 months
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House Sparrows
And there they sit
in the garden with everyone.
Noone will quit,
noone is done.
They mock, sing, scream,
to make one wish it was all a dream.
They know your weakness,
your pain, your uniqueness.
When you cry form pain,
now that is a darn shame,
it will not hear,
it wil not speak,
yet it is near.
With their swift beak
will they bite you 'till you bleed
or they fulfill the greed.
The will consume you,
make you into brew
and eat themselves full,
not leaving a spoonful.
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mazya · 1 year
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Okay, I remember our headcannon about bad wizard(yeh bad name for cool headcanon) with @studentinpursuitofclouds and my brain just came back to it. And suddenly I thought, why can't it really be some cool wizard who is fond of ancient magic and all that. And he(or she(I like the idea of actually being a cool witch, my favorite (I'm not sorry))) he's just really cool and powerful. And they just avoid him, because sometimes he does some shit.(plus condemnations from the Ministry of Magic) And somehow he accidentally gets to a farmer and is like, "Do you want to learn some cool magic? I don't have anything to do anyway," and then their friendship begins. And when everyone finds out, what the fuck? What the hell are you doing here?
AND IM NOT SORRY ABOUT IT I NEED MORE REALLY SOME POWERFUL(and hot)WIZARD IN SVE
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flecks-of-stardust · 1 year
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this game is literally destroying my life
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miniaturecatmentality · 2 months
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guys I just found the greatest video on the internet
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butchfalin · 5 months
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the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again
#yeehaw#1k#5k#10k#posts that got cursed. blasted. im making these tag updates after... 19 hours?#also i have been told it should say speech loss bc nonverbal specifically refers to the permanent state. did not know that!#unfortunately i fear it is so far past containment that even if i edited it now it would do very little. but noted for future reference#edit 2: nvm enough ppl have come to rb it from me directly that i changed the wording a bit. hopefully this makes sense#also. in case anyone is curious. though i doubt anyone who is commenting these things will check the original tags#1) my friend did not do this on purpose in any way. it was not intended to distract me or to hit on me. im a lesbian hes a gay man. cmon now#he felt very bad about it afterwards. i thought it was hilarious but it was very embarrassed and apologetic#2) “why didn't he use 🫵🏼?” didn't exist yet. “why didn't he use 🆗?” dunno! we'd been using a lot of hand emojis. 👌🏼 is an ok sign#like it makes sense. it was just a silly mixup. also No i did not invent 👉🏼👌🏼 as a gesture meaning sex. do you live under a rock#3) nonspeaking episodes are a recurring thing in my life and have been since i was born. this is not a quirky one-time thing#it is a pervasive issue that is very frustrating to both myself and the people i am trying to communicate with. in which trying to speak is#extremely distressing and causes very genuine anguish. this post is not me making light of it it's just a funny thing that happened once#it's no different than if i post about a funny thing that happened in conjunction w a physical disability. it's just me talking abt my life#i don't mind character tags tho. those can be entertaining. i don't know what any of you are talking about#Except the ppl who have said this is pego/ryu or wang/xian. those people i understand and respect#if you use it as a writing prompt that's fine but send it to me. i want to see it#aaaand i think that's it. everyday im tempted to turn off rbs on it. it hasn't even been a week
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bahoreal · 8 months
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obsessed with this
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mybreadsmybutters · 3 months
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when i was a kid i wanted to be a famous youtuber like dan and phil so that people would gay ship me with my irl best friend and we would be sooo weirded out by it and laugh and make videos joking about it but secretly it would make her realize her repressed gay crush on me and i'd help her through her gay crisis and then we would have a sickeningly sweet sappy romance and read fanfiction about ourselves together... anyways just found out she's married to a guy in the mafia now so i probably don't have a chance
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oliviawebsite · 3 months
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(after misunderstanding what someone said and embarrassing myself) oh great now they hate me and want to kill me with rocks
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artkaninchenbau · 3 months
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Crocodile finds a strange stray cat an 11-year old Nico Robin (AU where they met 13 years earlier. Robin's been on the run from the World Government for 3 years. Crocodile's 27 and has not set up base in Alabasta yet)
It seems like I have become possessed. By some sort of demon.
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inkskinned · 9 months
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because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.
you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.
you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.
don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.
if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.
you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:
how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!
aren't you happy yet?
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