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#or a freaking lemon
bethanydelleman · 1 year
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Often online I see something like this, “Will Emma have kids?”
and I reply, “If Emma and Knightley’s equipment works, then yes, they will have children. Probably many.”
and then someone comes back and says, “Well, ACTUALLY, they had such and such birth control method...”
STOP. PLEASE STOP.
Yes, it isn't like old timey people didn't have any birth control methods. But nothing is as effective as modern birth control. Not even close.
Modern birth control is a fucking miracle.
Stop pretending it's not because you've never lived without it.
And women have historically had very little control over whether they got pregnant or not. No such thing as marital rape, methods like pull-out are completely up to the guy, and most methods of abortion could maybe kill you. 
Even modern condoms rely on MEN USING THEM and we know how that can go. A woman can take the pill in private. The control is in her hands.
Women being able to have sex, for pleasure, without getting pregnant did not exist until modern birth control. And yet, because life is always a little extra fun for women, poor mothers were blamed for having so many kids. 
When the pill entered common use in the 1970s, women did things they had never done before. They signed up for medical, dentistry, and law school IN DROVES. They raised their collective wages by leaps and bounds. They drove the birth rate into the ground. And they had tons of non-reproductive sex which THEY DESERVE AS A TREAT!!!
The pill changed the world. Give credit where credit is due.
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jhnmhm · 3 months
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Im the one!!!!
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bumblingbabooshka · 7 months
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TUVOKTOBER Day 2: Lunch Break [Interrupted]
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shivroy · 1 year
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most loved therefore most hated
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i loooove death grips and also im a crazy person . tomgreg
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clowwwwwn · 7 months
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Чуваки я недавно решила пересмотреть фильм Быстрее пули и как-то так вышло, что я случайно купила книгу по которой был снят фильм и прочла ее залпом за 2 дня
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exx-bee · 4 months
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READ SECRET ROOMMATE BY @stunkers RIGHT FUCKIGN NOW 💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥
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santokostentino · 6 months
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Life's been craaazy recently
But so am I apparently
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bengallemon · 2 months
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the universe's most suspicious and totally mental stable soldier :3
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plistommy · 2 years
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Eddie: There’s NO way he can fit us both in! Are you crazy, Hargrove?!!
Billy: *smirks* Just watch, Munson.
*10 minutes later*
Steve: *whining while having both Billy’s and Eddie’s dicks deep inside him*
Eddie: J-jesus—
Billy: Told you.
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lcnelyghost · 1 year
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sleepless sniffles//dandy mott
pairings; dandy mott x fem reader
rating; pg :)
warnings; mentions of the flu, being sick
a/n; fuck knows what it is, but the thought of taking care of dandy when he’s ill, JUST… GAH <3
(also i was half asleep whilst writing this so.. yk)
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It was the fifth night of sleeping with this unforgivable flu. Dandy felt like total hell and all day he had dreaded the thought of going to bed. Each time was just the same. And trust me, tossing and turning with a stuffy nose wasn’t easy. Especially when you were beside him trying to rest for the night. He couldn’t stand it!
He knew his constant shivering and whimpering would keep you awake. Not to mention the fact his nose was streaming like a cold tap, forcing him to blow it every ten minutes. God, it was a nightmare.
Dandy had even tried sleeping in a separate bedroom to avoid waking you up. But nothing seemed to work. You could hear him sneezing his head off from the other room, leaving you to just lay awake, staring at the ceiling.
You’re sick beloved also tried sleeping pills to knock himself out for the night. Yet his poor nose kept bothering him, so the pills had no effect whatsoever. You felt so sorry for Dandy. These past few days he’d been totally exhausted..
Tonight, you insisted he stayed in here with you. You couldn’t care less if you were up all night. You would be willing to stay awake and soothe him for as long as he needed.
Though, within the last few hours, you couldn’t keep you’re eyes open any longer. It was lovely to finally drift into a peaceful slumber, but poor Dandy’s immune system wouldn’t be letting his body copy you’re actions anytime soon..
He lay awake, sniffling as hard as he could to help him breathe even for a few minutes. Nothing helped. In fact, sniffing the bodily fluids back up just made it way worse.
Yet again, Dandy was pestered by the same annoying itch in his nose that had been there all damn day. That irritating, tortuous tickle.
“No..” He whispered quietly to himself, slowly reaching over to his bedside table to collect a tissue from the box you brought to him earlier on today.
He took the soft paper and pinched his nose with it, rubbing slightly to help get rid of the tickle.
This was no use. It just created an aggravating spasm in his sinuses, his body almost instantly telling him that he needed to sneeze.
“Heh..” The tickle began. Dandy placed a long finger under his nose, his breath hitching as he tried to stave off the sneeze.
“Heh…”
Dandy looked at you’re sleeping form through watering eyes, knowing you wouldn’t be like this for much longer..
“Hheeeeh-ASHOOO!” The sickly man sneezed. You felt yourself jump out of you’re skin as you flew off the bed, startled by the extremely loud noise.
Dandy stared at you blankly, grabbing another tissue and blowing his nose. You exhaled calmly, relieved that it was just you’re ill partner.
“I’m sorry..” Dandy sniffled. “I should go back to the other room.”
He got up and went for the door, so you bolted towards it and made sure it was locked. “Now don’t you be so silly! Please get back under the covers, sweetheart. You’re staying here with me tonight whether you like it or not.”
Dandy smiled and did as he was told. You walked over to the bed, getting back in and ordering him to tell you if he gets cold through any hours of the night.
He sneezed a few more times and you blessed him. Allowing him to nestle into you’re side, preparing to drift off.
“My poor Dandy.. tomorrow morning we’ll go right to the doc- the doc..” You quickly snatched one of the tissues from Dandy’s box, shocking yourself with a delicate sneeze.
You glared up at him from beneath the tissue, you’re facial expression telling him all he needed to know.
Dandy rubbed at his nose, giggling softly. “Oops..”
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bubbydarkstar · 6 months
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FREAKTOBER
DAY 29: lemon-flavored devil (it's LEMON JUICE not PISS i swear to GOD)
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lemonade-juley · 7 months
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Drawing of @kiroons-hyperfixtations 's Rosemary!!
They're very prebby....
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possexed · 2 years
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𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐫! 𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
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content warnings : nsfw, darkish theme, perverted nature, stalking, voyeurism, stalking, panty sniffing, reader isn’t stupid.
synopsis : when eddie has his once in a life-time crush, of course they’re going to be prone to a little of his stalker-ish tendencies.
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if anything, eddie knows a thing or two about being a freak. how could he not, if that’s one of the many things he’s called in his day-to-day life. if he’s a freak, why not act like one?
that’s why he doesn’t feel any weird feeling of guilt or pervertedness when he watches you in the shower, cleaning your hair or getting the grime off after a long day.
he doesn’t feel weird getting off to the sight of you indulged in your own world as you clean up for the night, maybe singing a song you played earlier that day or mumbling to yourself about something particular.
or that’s also why he takes numerous photos of you throughout your day, bending over when rearranging your bed or when you’re skillfully using your fingers for your own pleasure, or when you take that one pillow and hump it to chase that so close release.
that’s one thing he definitely doesn’t feel guilty about.
he doesn’t feel weird or disgusting when he climbs through an open window of yours to steal your underwear which he palms himself to, just to place them in almost the same exact spot they were, oh god no.
he didn’t feel bad for stalking you when you went out with your friends, taking pictures of almost every small thing you did.
or when he almost gets caught in your room smelling your freshly clean underwear that still somehow smells like you when he’s supposed to be going to the bathroom during your weekly movie night.
but he’ll never regret all of those times pumping his leaking cock in his bed to the thoughts and pictures of how he could just imagine you getting off to him, or how he’d be able to fill you and and reduce you to a mumbling mess.
but of course, he especially loves when he can come up to you and talk to you. butter you all up until he gets what he wants.
he tries his hardest, he really does. he always jerks off right before you get to his van for another movie night he planned, or showing up earlier to your house to maybe catch you finishing up masturbating right before you think he’d get there because he knows you like him back.
because don’t for a minute think he didn’t hear the moans of his name coming from your sweet lips in the shower or in the comfort of your bed.
and most of all, he just loves seeing you get all needy for him when he puts his hand right on your thigh right next to where you need him the most, pretending not to notice when you scoot closer so his hand inches closer, all just to move it when it gets close.
thinking that he has you wrapped right around his finger and that he can almost get his hands on you is just so exhilarating, but he needs to wait until you make the first move.
because you know what he has been doing. you’ve caught him multiple times and he knows it, yet you don’t mention it at all. and it tips him over the edge because he doesn’t know if you actually know.
you’ve caught a glimpse of him jumping through your window, seen the most microscopic curl of his hair on your carpet, or heard a muffled moan of your name coming from eddie’s van before you came in.
but you don’t, you won’t say anything.
because it’s your game, and you’re going to play until you get what you want; and you want eddie the freak munson to be the one reduced into putty into your hands, not you. and that plan was put into motion.
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briefcasejuice · 1 year
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i got my spirit phone vinyl (thank you neil cicierega, ming doyle & needlejuice records!)
bonus: guy that lives in my phone case now!
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Beware, the Creeper!
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snakesinsocks2005 · 2 years
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Hello, I'm here
I'm living in the wall
I know I might be small
But I am the eighth wonder
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