#The Grippe Sisters

[thatsbelievable]

#Seven People With Highly Defective Habits #infographic #information #trivia #facts #Millicent Grippe #Teddy Buckthorne #Rt. Hon. Vernon T. Bugleboy #Vanessa Grippe #Bosley Moomth #Chas. Hurbley #Tabitha Grippe #The Grippe Sisters #don’t try this at home #unreality #from left to right #in case you were wondering

[werebutch]

Worst but also funniest part of owning a rabbit is that they don’t care how much time and energy u spend cleaning. They don’t like it. They actively want to live in a horrible nest

#Lynx made a whole thing under his tunnel and I’m cleaning atm lol #my sister is sitting w him playing parry gripp songs 😭 she’s says he’s a parry gripp animal

[ellatoone7]

❄︎ Close Call ❄︎

Alexia's favourite girls series

You and Alexia have a scare on your way to Alba's

It was only a ten-minute drive to pick Isabella up from Alba’s. She had looked after her goddaughter for the night while you and Alexia celebrated your Anniversary. You had been fiddling around with the radio until you found a station that you liked when Alexia passed you the aux. You leaned over to kiss her cheek gratefully as you quickly threw on your playlist. Alexia’s hand was settled on your thigh while you stroked her forearm comfortingly. 

“I really needed that last night Ále, thank you baby.” Alexia bit her lips gently at the memory of her hips meeting yours repeatedly. It had been the first proper time since your daughter was born and she was nervous but so caring. You had wanted her to make love to you and that she did and God she did it well. You shifted in your seat trying to calm yourself down before you make her pull over and take you again. 

“You are not sore, you promise you’re okay?” She asked for the millionth time, and you squeezed her arm in reassurance, “Yes, I promise, I feel good, nearly too good so please stop looking at me like that.” She laughs loudly before taking your hand and kissing the back of it sweetly. “Echo de menos a mi niña.” Alexia confessed and you nodded hurriedly, completely understanding her and wanting to be back as a family as soon as possible. 

“I hope she’s awake.” Alexia huffed amusedly, “She is with Alba, she is going to be knocked out mi amor.” Alba claimed the fun aunt from the very start, and she had stuck to her word as she had gone and bought a countless number of toys for the 6-month-old who could not properly appreciate them. It was clear from the start that Alba was just as protective as her older sister and would do anything for her family and that had always included you and now her heart and soul Isabella.

You had no doubt that if anything was to happen to the both of you that your daughter would be taken care of. That was something you never had to think about until you saw a car barrelling towards you as you shouted Alexia’s name in pure fear. You think you might have blacked out for the next few minutes. The only thing you could feel was the strong beating of your heart as it raced in your chest. 

You were terrified to open your eyes, you may not be dead but if your wife was then you might as well be. You were so unbelievably unaware of your surroundings. The images tearing through your mind were crushing the air from your lungs. Your ears were ringing, and you didn’t feel or see any signs of life from the woman next to you. You were choking down a sob as your reality sank in. You were begging whoever could hear you for your wife to be okay not yet able to open your eyes. You felt your car door open and a familiar voice frantically calling your name.

Alexia’s hands were everywhere as she pulled you out of the car, thankfully unharmed as her eyes scoured your body. “Bebita! ¿Esta bien? What hurts? Are you okay?” Your body was overwhelmed at the sight of her in front of you that you didn’t register the fact that Alexia had managed to swerve completely out of the way and only bumped into the barrier at the side of the road. Alexia nearly ripped the car door off as she got to your side, pure terror spreading through her at how you were not responding to her. Her hands shook as they hovered over your face, and she was absolutely trembling at the lack of response from you. “¿Mi amor?” It came out as a broken sob and that’s what snapped you out of it. “Ále! I…Are you okay?” Alexia couldn’t even comprehend the relief that flooded her body as she cried. “Sí, sí, I’m fine. I was so worried! You weren’t answering me.” 

You collapsed into her, the absolute terror of what just happened knocked the wind from your lungs and you felt like she couldn’t breathe. “I love you.” Alexia’s handheld your head so gently as if any touch would harm you when it was the exact opposite. You gripped onto her so tight, “I love you, Ále I love you.” You chanted like your life depended on it. 

“Te amo, te amo, te amo, te amo mucho, mucho.” Alexia squeezed you, making sure you were actually alright. “Issy, Isabella, Mi niña pequenita. Necesito ver a nuestra nińa!” Alexia frantically ranted as she looked around panicked. “Ále…Alexia, look at me! We are fine, you made sure of that. You protected us, you did so good!” You stared up at her, making sure she knew and understood everything that you were telling her. Alexia took a deep breath as a paramedic came over to make sure the both of you were okay. Alexia also gave a statement to the police before calling Alba. 

Eli drove Alba and Isabella to where Alexia had told her to meet them. She had just about calmed down, her hands still shaking slightly at the thoughts of what could have happened if Alexia didn’t swerve. She looked back at the little girl snoozing away in her car seat and it felt like a hand had wrapped around her heart and squeezed. 

Alba was frantically tapping her leg, asking her Mami about a million questions to calm herself down. When they had arrived, she bolted out to throw herself into her sisters’ arms. Alexia held her just as tight, reassuring her that it was fine until Alba was out of her arms and into yours. “Issy?” Alexia asked before racing over to where her mother was standing with her daughter, “Mami, I…Issy, Te amo, te amo mucho.” Eli shushed her eldest as she pressed a kiss to her forehead before handing her Isabella. 

Alexia cried silently into her daughter’s shoulder, pressing soft kisses against her chubby cheeks. ‘Mi niña perfecta, mi princesa. Te amo bebita, te amo mucho.” She cooed holding her closer to her body as Issy blinked up at her, not understanding anything that was happening but grateful to see her mother. 

She nuzzled her little face into her neck, something that Alexia had not known she needed until her little girl had completely calmed her down. “Let’s go see Mama, sí.” You were surrounded by your family as Alba still clung onto you. You had always been such a huge figure in Alba’s life, and she loved you just as much as she loved her own sister. Eli as calm as ever was stroking your hair and making you smile just like she used to when you were younger.

Your eyes lit up when you saw your two girls. Alexia’s arm wrapped around you as she made sure you could see Isabella. “Hi, Is, are you sleepy? We need to get you home huh? I love you so much my darling.” Alexia kissed your forehead before inviting her mother and sister into the hug. 

It might not have been a serious accident and luckily you and Alexia were fine, but it was still terrifying and as you held your little girl closer to you, you couldn’t help but feel a new sense of appreciation for the life you built.

#alexia putellas #alexia putellas x reader #alexia putellas imagines #barcelona femeni #woso #woso imagines #woso imagine #woso x reader #Alexia's favourite girls

[queenuchiha89]

ohhh yes def need a part 4 with itachi and preg lil sister 🥺 maybe she hungrily gives him a very needy, messy blowjob, which turn him on so much he face fucks her before creampieing her sweet needy pussy 🥺👉🏽👈🏽 her belly ain’t that noticeable rn but it’s becoming rounder by the day and itachi wans more n more to breed her even tho she’s already pregnant? maybe sasuke starts using her creampied panties to jerk off? 😭plus bonus if sasuke know of sisters pregnancy? sorryyy i just having brainrot of this

The Uchiha brain rot be REAL! which is why my blog exists. 🤣 Totally love it! Ate and left no crumbs! Without further delay, I give you...

Part 4...

*** NSFW ***

*** 18+ MINORS DNI!! ***

*** TW. DARK CONTENT ***

*** TW. DARK CONTENT ***

⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ the following story contains but is not limited to incest, voyeurism, dubcon, strong language, and other topics that some readers could potentially find offensive. Viewer discretion is STRONGLY advised!

Y/N looked at herself in the full length mirror in her bedroom, observing her body as it had began to change. She was beginning to show a little pudgy pouch just below her belly button, and her breasts were so sore and swollen. She ran her hand along the tiny bump in her lower belly, knowing full well that it was her older brother Itachi who was responsible. Something about this turned her on in the most disgusting way, but she couldn't resist her own thoughts. Somehow the taboo nature of the situation made it all the more erotic to her in her hormonal state. Y/N sighed and decided if she had to be her big brother's little fuck toy, why shouldn't he have to suffer too??

After changing into something thin and skimpy, she made her way down the hall to her big brother's room, knocking softly before entering. "Itachi... I was wondering if you could help me with something..." Y/N said leaning against the door frame. Itachi looked up "of cou-" Itachi's words fell away as he saw his sweet little sister standing there wearing nothing more than a thin white top, and a pair of black cotton booty shorts. "something wrong Itachi??" She replies and she closes his door behind him, and slowly walking over to the bed and sitting down next to him. Itachi looked her over, God she looked delightful. He cleared his throat "so what was it you needed hel-" before he could finish his question, Y/N pressed her lips against his, taking him off guard. He moaned into her kiss, savoring her sudden shift in attitude towards the whole endeavor. She breaks their kiss, looking deep into his big black eyes, and without warning, pushed him down onto the bed.

With a hungry Itachi had never seen from her before, Y/N pulled off his pants, his already stiff cock springing out and hitting her in the chin. She wasted no time, and greedily took every inch of his thick cock into her mouth. Itachi's head tilted back and a soft moan escaped his lips as the head of his cock hit the back of her throat. Drool coated his cock and balls as he watches his sweet litter sister choke and gag on his cock like a dirty little slut. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her off his cock, gasping as she caught her breath. "All I can think about is knocking you up again. Filling up your sweet little pussy with my potent Uchiha seed. You're going to take this cock. Right. Now." He growled as he was swiftly on his feet and pulling her up off the bed.

Itachi forced Y/N's face down onto the bed, holding her head there as he pushed his aching cock deep inside her pregnant pussy, and she moaned in delight. "Fuck little sis, you're so much tighter now that you're pregnant with your big brother's baby..." He moaned thrusting deep inside her wet cunt, their moans and the wet slapping sounds of flesh on flesh filling the room and echoing off the walls. She couldn't take anymore and her body shivered as her pleasure was reaching its max. "itachi i-i can't take anymore! I-im gonna... Fuck!!" Y/N cried out as her walls gripped and pulled around Itachi's cock, milking every drop of his cum out of him. They both tremble against each other as they come down from their orgasms, and reveling in the afterglow of it all. "Next time sis... Just tell me you're hungry for big brother's cock... I'll feed it to you..." Itachi teased making her giggle slightly. She gets dressed and kisses Itachi before leaving the room. On the way to her's, she passes by Sasuke, his cheeks red and flushed. "Hey Sasuke..." She say as she enters her room, shutting the door behind her. Little did she know that Sasuke was struggling to hide his rock hard cock after listening to their encounter in Itachi's room. He quickly entered his room, shutting the door behind him. He quickly heads over to his bed taking a pair of stolen panties from the day before, his sister's juices still coating the crotch... And his older brother's cum. "Ugh... I have to say something but this... But...." Sasuke's hand disappeared inside his shorts. He would worry about that tomorrow....

To Be Continued...

A.N: I've been out of it y'all but trust me I haven't forgotten about you! That being said, my bad on the spelling and/or grammar errors, I will edit when I can. Enjoy! 🥰🥰🥰

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[callsigns-haze]

Out of All: Chp 8

Jake Seresin x OC! Anna Bradshaw

Brothers' Best Friend Series! Follow along as these characters navigate the treacherous waters of love, loyalty, and desire, all while facing the ultimate taboo: falling for your sibling's best friend. From heart-pounding moments to steamy encounters, this series is a rollercoaster of emotions that will keep you hooked until the very end. Brace yourself for intense romantic tension, sizzling chemistry, and enough drama to keep you guessing. Are you ready to embark on this captivating journey?

This chapter includes explicit sexual content with detailed descriptions of sexual activity and intimacy between characters. Scenes depict physical intimacy, including kissing, touching, and biting, with characters described in states of undress. Emotional intensity is explored, encompassing themes of longing, desire, and vulnerability, with brief references to past trauma. Characters may be shown consuming alcoholic beverages, and mature themes such as casual relationships

You and Jake lie intertwined on the bed, nestled beneath the covers in the comfort of your room. Resting against his chest, you gaze up at the ceiling together, his fingers gently tracing through your hair as you both relish in each other's presence. Shifting slightly, you curl onto your side, playfully tugging at the strands covering his sculpted chest.

You prompted yourself up so you sit upon his waist and push yourself up by extending your arms over upon his shoulders. You lean down to kiss him passionately. He quickly opens up to you, you slip in your tongue against his. It was like a dance as the smacking sound of mouths collided. You rubbed yourself against him, causing the two of you to moan against each other.

With a subtle adjustment, he guides you into a new angle, his hand exploring as he prepares to rejoin your intimacy. It's a whirlwind of sensation, the intensity heightened by the secrecy of your connection. The line between friendship and something more blurs in the heat of the moment.

-

Bradley arrived a bit earlier home than usual. He was still extremely shocked about Jake's previous behaviour, like what was up with the man? He walks into the house expecting you to be somewhere but you were nowhere to be seen. He slips off his shoes and notices your bag and instruments are still at the door.

You must've only got home not a bit back. He looked around downstairs for a second before walking upstairs and walking towards the direction of your door. He still hasn't announced himself being there, I mean you might be sleeping.

He walks down the upstairs landing for less than a second and walks up to your door. Hand on the handle, he leaned in about to push it open but heard light sounds. They weren't that 'light' anymore, they seemed to increase and sharpen up a tune. It was like someone was exhausted, panting and the sound of the duvet being grippe- You were having sex. However, faint sounds from within catch his attention, growing louder and more distinct by the moment. Shock and anger surge as he realizes the nature of the encounter on the other side – his little sister engaged in passionate intimacy.

His little sister was having goddamn sex with someone in the room. He hasn't been so furious. This had to be the man that impregnated you. This had to be the father of your future child. The man who knocked you up.

Bradley aggressively pounded at the door and you and Jake jump to a stop. You both stared at each other in shock and Jake didn't hesitate to quickly jump up and get his clothes. He quickly slipped back on some of his over wear and stared at you while whispering, "What am I meant to do!" You looked at him in fear and a sense of no way out.

You dragged Jake to your bathroom and opened the window. He stared at you like you had three heads let alone three eyes. You look at him as he whispers, "Are you a bloody mad woman?"

You stared at him with a bit of anger and with a strong tone you asked him, "You got better suggestions, Sherlock?" He stared at you and rolled his eyes. Sitting on the windowsill he slipped one leg out the window following the other before quickly kissing your lips. "You owe me for years to come, woman. You better know that." You wanted to push him out that window.

-

You grabbed a robe and wrapped it quickly around you before tying it and opening your bedroom door, ever so slightly. You lean in the frame and smile up at your brother, "What's up bro." Where the fuck did the fucking casual and calmness go. What the fuck is honestly wrong with you.

"Whose in here?" Bradley barged into the room, causing you to ever so slightly lose balance before he enters and you try to look innocent. "What do you mean? Nobody's here."

He walked into your bathroom, eyeing the room to find any possible person hiding. He later opened your closet to check and you just rolled your eyes at him. "Don't lie Anna. I know what I heard."

You simply smirk as he slightly looks around further. You have a thought but your insanity refuses you to say it. Come on, don't say it. It's bloody weird, he's your goddamn brother. Keep your mouth shut. Enough trauma-

"A woman can do plenty of magic with her fingers."

You fucking idiot. He's your brother for lords Christ sake. He looks at you with disgust and walks back over to the door. "You're disgusting." You simply just shrug your shoulders, disgusting but Jake got out alive.

-----

"So when are you going to tell Bradley?" You lay on the beach towel with Caila as the two of you stare into the sunset like when you were in college. You turn to her and just simply shake your head.

"Honestly I don't know." You really didn't know, honestly you hoped you never had to tell him. Jake was his goddamn wingman, his bloody rival and also the father of your future child. She simply nods to that. Caila knows you have a lot on your mind and if you don't know, you simply didn't. She asks another time, "Are you still planning an abortion."

Abortion.

The day you found out you were pregnant, you felt like you could never be a mother. You never wanted kids or a family. You were the person that feared to have kids of their own, in thought that you'd fail your role of raising them. And also you had no proper way to upkeep them.

But… Jake was quite happy to find out. Well, not in these circumstances but he wanted this baby. He wanted to raise his future child and get the chance of being a father. It made you feel like an anti-hero. It was like peer pressure but then again, it wasn't like that at all.

"I don't know, honestly."

I'm sorry it's short, just needed some suspense! The next part comes tomorrow!

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[cyb3rd3cayx3]

Welcome to my blog!!

Heres some basic info and rules 4 my blog :3

My name is Elliot! I go by He/him pronouns. I am transgender.🏳️‍⚧️

I am autistic, so mind my terrible sense of social cues.

I am very into music, fashion subcultures and comics/media!

I create art and am aspiring to go to college to create more art.

I am an activist and I will speak my mind.

My favorite bands/artists include

Dystopia

Black flag

Subhumans

Suicidal tendencies

RANCID

Circle jerks

Falling in reverse

Stacked like pancakes

Current joys

Daft punk

The brobecks

Oingo Boingo

Paramore

bondage fairies

Queen

Fall out boy

All time low

Hawthorne heights

The used

Escape the fate

Sleeping with sirens

6arelyhuman

The offspring

The cure

Bauhaus

Joy division

Sisters of mercy

Siouxie and the banshees

Type O Negative

Bôa

Perry gripp

ICP/Insane Clown Posse

Owl city

The living tombstone

GLAZE.

Boundaries if you are interacting with me!

Do not steal, use, take, download my art or pictures as AI or for ads.

No harassment.

I do not paddle around with bigots. If you are homophobic, transphobic, a Zionist, sexist, you will be blocked on sight.

That's all!!

#2000s scene #scenemo #rawring 20s #y2k #emo music #music #goth #comics #artists on tumblr #actually autistic #pinterest #las vegas #scene #tmnt #dc comics #transformers #my little pony #my little worms #mlp songs #mlp #early 2000s #Spotify

[stormvanari]

OC-tober: Day 8 (Past)

Will Sharplock, the civilian identity of Dynoraptor, was born to a middle-class family in the industrial, but crime-ridden Primus Empire. He is the son of Nancy and Arthur Sharplock, the latter parent being a famous engineer, and the older brother of Chase Sharplock (Blitzoraptor).

During his childhood, an introverted Will first met Razor as a partner for a school project. The Spino is also the son of a middle-class family and has a younger sister named Ruby, whom Will wasn't very close with. Nevertheless, the Cutellos became part of Will's circle after discovering a shared bond between chemistry (not so much for Ruby) and criminology.

A couple years later, Dr. Arthur Sharplock had to go back to his workplace in order to retrieve files for a new invention one night. However, he has not returned home the next morning, and this worried the Sharplocks. After a number of failed calls to the missing engineer, they turned to detective(-related) agencies across the Primus Empire for new developments of the event. There had been numerous investigations to the site Dr. Sharplock disappeared at, but no evidence turned up and the case quickly grew cold as the Lumi Kingdom's winter night.

With no leads on his father's murder, rage began to build up on Will. For months, not only did a family member got ripped off from his life, but little evidence turned up and no one came forth to assist the Sharplocks. Worse, the mental health of Will's mother began to take a toll on her, as she became alcoholic. Because of these results, this led to the start of Will's infamous workaholism: he constantly studied all day and night, determined that he will become a detective and solve his father's murder himself. But this activity worried both the Cutello siblings (especially Razor, who shared a college dorm with the raptor) and Chase: they tried to lighten up the tragedy (though it was hard for the younger Sharplock himself), but Will refused to get "distracted."

After the trio (and Ruby) graduated, both Razor and Will founded their own detective agencies, The Sharpeye of the Rache Region and Brace Investigations of the Venari Region (the empire is split into two regions), while keeping contact with each other through a partnership (for the sake of the raptor's mental health) of both agencies. In addition, Will reluctantly accepted Razor's ridiculous "vigilante dress-up" plan to lighten the mood up. But in all seriousness, the older Cutello decided that the work on Dr. Sharplock's murder and the sudden rise of crime in the empire is to be shared between the agencies.

Suddenly, the work was cut short when the members of the Primus Council and, eventually, the Brace Investigators went missing without The Sharpeye noticing. The last time Will heard from Razor was the latter calling him on the phone that he found a lead on Dr. Sharplock's murder, and that was it.

A very pissed off Will, now known as Dynoraptor, checked on his friend's agency by himself to ensure Razor's call wasn't some sick joke and entered inside to see papers and furniture, some ripped, knocked over on the floor. The raptor immediately panicked and began searching for survivors, only to get ambushed by the Scarlet Bandits, one of the two crime groups, upon entering Razor's office (the last area).

The fight left a nearly limbless Dynoraptor on the floor. After the SBs left him to die, the raptor used his remaining energy to call Grippe (Patli Veneno), an experienced medic and member of The Sharpeye, on Razor's fallen telephone next to Dynoraptor. At this point, he really needed help to solve his father's murder and save the Primus Empire from becoming a playground for loan sharks.

#bweirdoctober #will sharplock/dynoraptor #razor cutello #chase sharplock/blitzoraptor #i watched way too many crime documentaries #i would say this is pre-DD even though the majority of this is backstory heavy

[redwolf17]

I love Bel So Much, I can see why you wanted to spend so much time writing her she’s such a fascinating and nuanced character and she gives such an interesting perspective on the world you’ve created!

🥰🥰🥰

Thank you!!! Hilariously, the end result of 20,110 words (!!!!) was still me holding back!

Most of what Olyvar was doing during the initial BOOM! period will be referenced or maybe a brief flashback in Olyvar II, because I realized in the panic and chaos Bel would NOT be paying attention to a dude halfway across the square, or be able to hear much of what he was saying.

Bu’s entire family was supposed to come to the parade and be part of the manhunt, but I realized it was wayyyyyy too many people to keep track of, so they won’t be popping up until Bel II. Here’s the prose I cut, since I can’t use it for their later appearance anyway.

There were his sisters, Feiyan, just turned fourteen, whistling through the gap in her teeth and hanging off Bu's arm, and pretty Changxu, five-and-twenty, her belly swollen with her first child. Her husband Pate the butcher took her by the hand, smirking whilst Hubard scowled. Whether Hubard had bedded Changxu before or after she wed, Bel would never know, but she did know that Pate had once chased Hubard all the way down the Street of Silk while waving Zhi's largest rolling pin. Unluckily for Pate, Hubard ran very, very fast.

Then there were the cousins. Widow Zhao looked as tired as ever, with a girl of three clinging to one hand and a boy of four clinging to the other. The gods had not been kind; the grippe had taken her husband, a YiTish spice merchant, his younger sister, and the wife and children of her husband's elder brother. Her own brother Fei, strong and steady, kept close to Zhao; he'd been betrothed to her goodsister before she died.

Yin was filling Feiyan's ear, speaking rapidly in YiTish; the girls were much closer to each other than Yin was to her sister Jieyu. Zhi had disowned her for marrying a mere porter, and only welcomed her back after the bloody flux took Bu's father Hui, who had been Zhi's favorite and last living child. Jieyu still hadn't entirely forgiven Yin for abandoning her; she spoke only to her husband Donnel, and to their six-year-old son, who rode on his father's shoulders, the grippe having badly weakened his lungs.

Zhi had stayed behind, of course, as had Bu's mother, Yuan, and Zhi's youngest grandson, Yue. A pimply boy of fifteen, he doted on his grandmother so much that even the easygoing Bu had once dared to say that his cousin's groveling was unseemly.

Also, I had a whole backstory in my head about how Zhi’s children married fellow YiTish spouses, but most of her grandkids didn’t/couldn’t, because the entire YiTish community in King’s Landing is like, 40 people total. Medieval people did NOT move or travel much, they were for the most part extremely local, with limited exceptions being a small subset of merchants, sailors, nobility traveling for fun (very rare), or exiles fleeing war/regime change/natural disasters.

#the weirwood queen #always enjoy a good ask

[lara-prism-light]

Happy birthday to yoooou

Happy birthday to *inhale*

YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUU

Happy birthday, dear sister~

Happy birthday to you~

Heeeeei sisy!!! Good morning and thank you!^-^

[hope-ur-ok]

I want to see if my sister is right about something, we were discussing Justin Bieber and Spaghetti Cat and she said that it was actually a lot more niche than Parry Gripps other viral song Do You Like Waffles, so the question is...

#the turtle speaks #lils #Youtube #(cleaning my drafts)

[hardly-an-escape]

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three ships: I mean... this has literally become my Dreamling blog so that's a given. I'm also super sold on the Immortal Throuple and I can basically be talked into shipping Hob Gadling Immortal Bicycle with practically anyone. outside of my current Sandman fixation, I do love Stucky and Clintasha...

first ever ship: if we're talking in terms of Modern Fandom, definitely Buffy/Spike. if we're talking in terms of Fictional Couples I Thought Should Kiss, probably Leia/Han in the original trilogy when I was ten years old. if we're talking in terms of I Was A Fucking Weird Ass Kid, I used to argue w my little sister about which one of us was going to marry Robin Hood from the Disney movie with the foxes (shockingly, neither of us turned out to be furries)

last song: uhhh I guess I played some Parry Gripp for my preschoolers today, but the song that's randomly stuck in my head right now for no reason is "FDP" by Tacocat (ask me again in five minutes and it'll be different!)

last movie: fell asleep rewatching Howl's Moving Castle with my husband the other night

currently reading: Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norell by Susanna Clarke and The River Has Teeth by Erica Waters... both new to me! I tend to read as I fall asleep at night and so I often revert to very familiar books, but I'm trying to go to bed earlier and branch out

currently consuming: boxed white wine bc I'm a cheap ass basic bitch babyyyy (oh are we talking media? bc that would be random Minecraft videos while I attempt to turn my brain off)

currently craving: the sweet release of a decent night's sleep (please god my insomnia has been kicking my ass this week and all I want is to rest) (also I was craving pizza but I was able to satisfy that one by exchanging money for goods and/or services)

look... I'm a little drunk at this point and I will tag..... this many people: @yary-t @issylra @valeriianz @wizardofgoodfortune @bow-ties-and-daydreams @caberneigh/@pintobordeaux @fractalspaces @cuubism @academicbrainrot bc I feel like we've interacted recently... hopefully you havne't been tagged already!

#hardly an answer #about me #tag game #sorry for the slightly maudlin drunkblogging but I had kind of a horrible week and it made me SO happy to be tagged in this fr #I am such an introvert but I do crave human attention on this embarrasingly fundamental levle and yeah #like a lot of introverts I actually love talking about myslef when given the chance! #also I cannot spell!

[emo-wheatley]

what's everyone's favorite song 👹

main 4 fronters:

Roman - It's changing constantly,, but currently crash by neovaii OR what if it doesn't end well by chloe moriondo Narrator - Charlie's Inferno by That Handsome Devil Wheatley - Another Believer by Rufus Wainwright Zephyr - I Can't Decide by Scissor Sisters rest of the system is being included on this post because why not? they need to be talked about as well, we're all equals here... not including dormant alters or fragments though. (THIS TOOK AGES SO BE GLAD... TOOK SUPER LONG BC I HAD TO ASK EVERYONE INDIVIDUALLY A G H )

George - Shut Up and Drive - Rihanna Amelia - Diet Mountain Dew - Lana Del Ray Angelica - Heat Waves - Glass Animals Brett - Accidentally In Love - Counting Crows Cethetel - None, Cethetel doesn't like music LOL Chell - I Want To Be With You - Chloe Moriondo Clay - I Am Shit - Crywank Connor - Dear Agony - Breaking Benjamin DanTDM - Don't Mine at Night - Griffinilla Evelyn - Heather - Conan Gray Grady - Another Believer by Rufus Wainwright Hank - Feed the Wolf by Breaking Benjamin Human Wheatley - Sad Machine - Porter Robinson Jack - Big Shot from Deltarune Soundtrack James - "Any xxxtentacion or $uicideboy$ song :)" Jen - Raining Tacos - Parry Gripp Kokichi - "Nothing I've found I've seemed to like other than any piano song." Lucas - I Lived - OneRepublic Mala - I Lived - OneRepublic Mara - "I really like Korn but I could never pick a particular song." Mark - Buttercup - Jack Stauber Medic - Brass Goggles - Steam Powered Giraffe Morty - Get Schwifty - Rick & Morty Soundtrack Gavin - Credits Song for my Death - vivivivivi Revivebur - Revived - Derivakat (To nobody's surprise) Rick - idfc - blackbear Sans - sans. - Undertale OST Sarah - bury a friend - Billie Eillish Sarron - anxiety - blackbear & FRND Skylar - Fine - Lemon Demon Sunny - Duet - OMORI OST Tommy - Drift Away Omnichord - Trillian Tubbo - Gone Away - CG5 Vincent - It's Been So Long - The Living Tombstone

[acacia-may]

Penny for your thoughts on Rye Boismortier.

I like the name you choose to give to your character and the reason behind it is also cute.

Have a wonderful day.

Awww, Anon-friend! Thank you so much for playing my Penny for Your Thoughts ask game and for asking about Rye! 💖

I don't usually get a lot of asks about my OCs so this is really exciting (and I honestly had to do a double take to make sure you weren't actually Rill instead of Rye. Didn't realize their names were kind of similar until now😅). I am so flattered that you like his name and wanted to know my thoughts about him! 🥰

So Rye kind of came to exist in my mind as this running joke that my sister and I had about Rill and Charmy having this son in the future who has Rill's painting magic but only ever uses it to paint food. Rill, of course, loves his son very much, but he grows a little bit exasperated because he's trying to train him on how to use painting magic and he just keeps painting cakes. 😂 Charmy of course encourages their son's passion for food so she's no help, and all kinds of shenanigans ensue.

In my mind, they have these sparing sessions where Rill paints up these "adversaries," and in response Rye always paints food.

Rill: *surrounded by painted "wild boar"* Okay so this herd of wild boar is charging towards you. What do you do?

Rye: *paints a banana*

Rill: That's...that's a...Is that a banana? You painted a banana? How is a banana going to help you?

Rye: *shrugs* It'll help me not be hungry anymore. I'm starving! I can't think when I'm hungry, Dad.

Rill: But this is just painting magic, Rye. You can't actually eat...

Rye: *Ignores him and puts the entire painted banana in his mouth* Tastes fine to me.

And that's how they learn that Rye's painted food items are actually edible and his magic is more of combination of both Rill and Charmy's. 😁

Out of his parents, Rye definitely takes after his mom in personality, and he has a very snarky streak from her (especially when he is a teenager) and is always good for a dry, one-liner. He loves to tease his friends and spend time with them having fun and eating lots of snacks, of course. Though he can be a little goofy at times, he's not nearly as high-energy, zany, and adventurous as his younger sister, but they have always gotten along very well despite their differences. When he gets older, he joins the Magic Knights and becomes a Black Bull like his mother. He retires young, however, in order to help his mom at her restaurant because his real passion will always be food. He eventually follows his dream of taking over and running the restaurant one day.

He is very close with his Black Bulls' cousins especially Asa Adlai who swears food tastes better when he transforms into him. 😂

For a Rye song, I've picked "Raining Tacos" by Parry Gripp since I think it's a song he would really, really like. It just really speaks to that silly sense of humor and the fact that he really does have such a goofy side, and naturally, he would love any song about food (but especially a ridiculously catchy one like this). If he existed in a Modern AU, I could totally see him and his little sister, Anni, dancing to this song on repeat with Charmy and Rill when they were little with the whole family acting as absolutely silly as they possibly could. (Maybe they even get Grandpa Walter to join in) 😂

Raining Tacos - Parry Gripp & BooneBum - YouTube

Thank you so much again for your ask! I hope you have a wonderful day as well, Anon-friend! 🥰

#black clover oc: rye #rillmy #penny for your thoughts asks #i don't talk about rye enough #sorry rye #answered anons #thank you so much for the ask! #and the opportunity to talk about my ocs!!!

[maciek-jozefowicz]

“The Toilet Paper Caper” — A Logic Puzzle

[I don’t know whether kids TP trees anymore. This tradition might have gone out of style for being too innocent. (There may be a social media equivalent that is done in virtual reality.) But it’s this tradition of fun childhood delinquency that is the generative concept for this logic puzzle, yet another variation on truth tellers and liars (and spies) puzzle type.]

“Who stole the last roll of TP and decorated our neighbor’s maple tree?”

“It wasn’t me!” sing Annette, Pipette and Odette in sync, then begin to pretend to think, furrow their brows and make passionate disavows. “Old Mister Gripes could use some clean wipes.”

This trio of ravishing sisters are quickly becoming troublesome blisters to their mother and father and brother, serving fresh grief with their incessant mischief.

Though triplets, they are hardly the same. One is a Liar, one is a Saint, and one is like an ever changing coat of Paint—sometimes she’s green, sometimes she’s red; sometimes her heart, sometimes her head; sometimes a no, sometimes a yes, and sometimes only a lucky guess.

They’re like the Three Musketeers, one for all and all for one, but will they all have to take the fall for what was done? Mother wants to learn the truth about this silly prank of innocent youth and get to the bottom of things before she doles out punishing stings, like a bee, to one, two, or maybe all three! “My dears, you are no musketeers!”

The Mother now becomes the Sleuth searching for a missing truth —"Who covered Mister Gripp’s tree with our TP?"

Annette: "Don’t call me a liar. I am not a Liar! And I am not some pesky vampire that spits butt paper on people’s trees at night out of spite. Me and Juliet were playing at the park until it got dark. Then we had a snack with Jerome and came straight back home. And watched TV. And didn’t come anywhere near your stupid TP!”

Pipette: "I am not a Saint, but why would I taint that lovely tree with our bathroom debris? Mister Gripes always snipes. He is so uptight. It serves him right! We…THEY should have TP-eed his head, instead, while he was still sleeping in his creaking, dusty bed!”

Odette: "Pipette is a Saint. She’s like a white coat of fresh paint, so pure and demure and blessed. She wouldn’t think of playing a Jezebel’s jest on Mister Gripe. She’s not the type. And neither am I. I have a solid alibi! I wasn’t with any maple tree. I was with Rosemarie.”

#puzzle #puzzle book #logic puzzle

[faendan]

The Way I Fucked Over Exandria

So I'm DMing a campaign in Exandria roughly a century after the end of campaign 2, and Desirat is ruling the entirety of Wildemount in an anthropomorphic form (I got a real nice drawing of her on Reddit - I'll put it at the bottom), except Desirat isn't a Fiend, she's an Elemental who was enslaved by Asmodeus, not a loyal steed, so she's True Neutral.

Vecna is puppeteering Tal'Dorei through his Avatar, Aszqiimn (pronounced Aaz-kee-mahn), and Lady Allaura, while experimenting with positive energy, essentially became a lich (my logic: Undead are animated by negative energy, so like in Eberron, shouldn't positive also be able to do something, so she is essentially just not capable of dying, and is a lich with a different spell list), and is ruling Marquet.

Here's the fun bit: Each of my players is being torn between two gods who want them as their Avatar, because they want a headstart on the Calamity-repeat that's gonna go down soon, one of the Prime Deities and one of the Betrayer Gods each.

Dr Oswald Hoot, an Owlin with a degree in Meteorology, is being torn between Zehir and Ioun. Gripp, a Firbolg pacifist Druid who used to be a Barbarian until he killed his family so Queen Titania gave him bracers that help him control his anger (will revert to Barbarianism if they come off), is torn between Bane and Melora. Corun Wentir, from Whitestone, who brought to the information about Vecna's puppeteering to the De Rolos which sparked the Whitestone Revolt, which was put down violently , resulting in Vexahlia de Rolo's public execution, is torn between Vecna and the Raven Queen, who's servant is VAX'ILDAN, WHO BLAMES CORUN FOR HIS SISTER'S DEATH!!!!

Other supernatural relations:

Queen Titania is owed a life debt by Corun (as in Corun owes her a life he holds dear), Queen Titania is pissed that Gripp 'left' her for Melora.

Nameless, a demi-god formed of Ioun's blood spilled in the first Calamity, is helping them to stop the restoration of a Blood God by the Bloodwakers (a more powerful and somewhat batshit sect of the Claret Order) using the mountain ranges as the components of a God Glyph, by finding people to help construct another mountain to ruin the shape.

Amuniri Asatamor, God of Blood and the Astral Sea, Piercer of the Divine Gate, Sanguine Watcher and Servant to the Blooded Good of All, a nice guy who does not know that a sect of fuckfaces are trying to corrupt him to their evil Blood-god purposes (to be fair, they don't know it's him either), is the one who sent them adventuring, because he saw potential and since he knew that there was going to be what I've dubbed the Second Calamity, he wanted a bunch of extra people to help (cause who knows *insert shrug*), not realizing that it might end up helping the Betrayers.

So that's my bullshit fuckery of Exandria in a nutshell.

#exandria #dnd #critical role #fuckery #this is either like a really bad fanfic or a commentary on the end of all things #who knows

[gayaquamarine-blog]

rate my music taste from a scale from 1 to 10

Panic! At The Disco, The Living Tombstone, Kevin MacLeod, Penelope Scott, OR3O, Shawn Wasabi, Scissor Sisters, Parry Gripp, Set It Off

(yes, i know i have horrible music taste)