#autocorrect lol

[spacecat-studio]

I’ve been watching and listening to way too much Jeeves and Wooster and my autocorrect is on to me

#Autocorrect lol #writing #It was supposed to be BLUSHING OK #Why am I the worst typist #jeeves and wooster

[maletofujoshi]

I feel like I have too many followers here again. keeping boundaries on a tumblr blog with followers is a pointless endeavour so I will probably have to remake this at some point

#the curse of being occasionally funny online #or. less funny. more just sometimes making a post that is reblog gable #autocorrect lol

[lobotomyladylives]

ladies is it radical feminism to not believe women are emotionally and intellectually children? 9.6k likes say YES!

the absolute state of male weeaboos. next time I go to an anime convention I'm gonna hide in the vents and funnel carbon monoxide into whatever room is hosting a coomer oriented panel

#also dunmeshi is WRITTEN BY A WOMAN LOL #autocorrect turned marcille into marcelline what . i have to delete that tag entirely #anyways she should kill op

[a2zillustration]

It was gonna make my backpack all nasty

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#my ipad autocorrected nere to nerd which killed me #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 spoilers #I'm gonna start using act II and III spoilers once I get there #Which should be after 1-2 more comics so heads up! #croissant adventures #cartoon gore #tagging this as gore seems a little much but I'll throw it on there if people yell at me I'm sorry lol #shadowheart #astarion #lae'zel #nere #tav #comics

[xbustedxmcflyx]

Directionless is definitely a mood now

#autocorrect didnt know directioners as a word lol #directioners #one direction #xbustedxmcflyx

[its-short-for-jackalope]

me every time I miss the t on my keyboard and type "rhis" or "rhat" and autocorrect doesn't fix it

#sorry this meme idea has been plaguing me for days. had to make it to give myself some peace. #jack jabbers #you can tell im a scooby doo kid because this dog lives in my mind rent free #meme #scooby #scooby doo #scooby doo meme #funny #lol #ruh roh #i guess im scooby #spelling errors #autocorrect #listen tagging this much is embarrassing but i think this is probably one of the best memes ive made and i want ppl to see it 😂

[thekansta]

Beeg statue (from Jul 2022)

#tgcf #tian guan ci fu #digital art #天官赐福 #谢怜 #花城 #花怜 #xie lian #hua cheng #autocorrect changed hua cheng to his cheng lol #dianxia’s giant mecha statue

[theexorcistiii]

Chainmail chest plate made of ceramic faces that I made :) 👼

#my art #hi hello. showing off my top surgery 😏 #in case anyone’s curious abt the process there’s 4 molds at the clay studio I go to that have faces so I made one million of each & then #attached them w cooper wire for jewelry ^_^ n then added some tassels & chains I had #*copper wire I trained autocorrect to be twinpeakspilled LOL #REAL ALIEN CAUGHT ON FILM

[orobty]

He did just have bronchitis

#rottmnt #rise mikey #rise leo #lil lip sync practice #animation #love that he thinks having had bronchitis somehow explains blue spit lol #at least the bronchitis got his life colors right #have never been more thankful for autocorrect since I've had to write bronchitis a bad amount of times #audio is from one of the ben schwartz guest eps of if I were you #animated this on my phone in a frenzy last night #possesed by jesse gordon

[jayninjago]

#ninjago #myart #jay gordon walker #jay walker #ninjago jay #Self harm #blood #scars #<– friendly reminder that I actively draw him with smh scars please blog me if that makes you uncomfortable!!! #other than that I usually always tag them #*sh scars idk why it autocorrected it lol

[spacecat-studio]

Thank you, autocorrect, I’m sure Tor would love to have insurance on his bum knee and I will be amusing myself with this scenario for the rest of the manuscript, short as that will be.

#autocorrect lol #writing #ao3 author #fanfic #yes the manuscript is almost done #and yes I will start updating again soon

[mizkie]

🍁 ◍ 𝟹𝟶𝟶+ 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋𝗌 !! ◐ 🍂

THIS IS CRAZY (I LITERALLY TEARED UP??!) !!!!! LITERALLY SO UNBELIEVABLE bc 300?!?!!!? im so so so grateful for this cuz its such a huge number (AND OMG HALFWAY TO 500!!) and the fact that i dont post regularly yet all of you STILL support me sm ... is jus SO NICE of everyone…☹️🫶 this means SO MUCH to me each and every one of you are super special to me I LOVE YOU ALL SM💖💕

im also so happy that my first event with chi wasn't a flop lol and i was thinking of hosting smth else, not an event but more like ... idk what to call it ... so i'll jus explain it ..

i haven't been posting a lot due to school and my final exams and also bc my mbs arent turning out the way i expected them to… which is annoying (some of then are flopping help) . i mean, i get around six icons and then i jus cant get the rest and yes i could jus post six icons but idk i jus dont feel like so ...

i thought of hosting smth like making a mb based off songs all of you like or wtv its called kind of a thing. im pretty sure its not an event so yeah ..

its going to be like, you send me a song and i make you a mb for it idk if this is already done (probably has) but i think thats fun and im kinda out of mb making ideas too 😓 and i also want to listen to new songs so yaya ! 😁

feel free to leave suggestions !!

~ 🍁 🏷 fav blogs (not in order) + people i love ! (sorry for the tags)

@p-oisn @joyuvv @aewinse @gigittamic @jnthri @chaeneuu @yeritos @vvellona @yeonzzen @jaes1lvr @bambicito @minslune @ayatxt @gyustarzzi2 @wontree @wonysela @wntercafe @yeossemble @haerins00 @h-anis @gun-wook @y2jiz @jjadecore @fleuwrei @fyidor @khaer @iluvrei @miryofshampoo @raeceah @rkivefr @koosuvi @i8sei @f-loqweres @thsv @y-ves @y-vna @i-hani @i-kyujin @lil-liaa @plxuto @eun-luv @vg-k @m-nito @prissoul @jeonzio @7hyein ++ sm more !! (...i think i forgot a lot of people sorry ;-;)

#tysm for 300 !! #this mean SMM to me 🫶 #i love you all sm <3 #sorry if its not that creative 😓 #i will only host this after a month cuz exams 👎 #and lol i jus came up with songboard #it sounds so funny #but i thought it was an actual thinf but then my autocorrect was like no #ill post more mbs after my exams are over !! #꒰͡ ๑ ｡ ⁺ ⤿ w a l k i e t a l k i e !

[maxemilianver]

recency bias with f1 fans is insane like charles gets one pole after ghosting for the whole year (car is understeer or whatever idk) and suddenly he is the best qualifier on the grid again. when he is like 11-7 compaded to sainz. lets not forget the same tifosi was going with the narrative how sainz was better than charles, but now that charles got a pole and carlos is so bad and cannot be compared to the generational talent -charles. btw give charles a car so he will win - when the same car won a race this year with carlos.

also oscar is no longer the best rookie oat? its not like he was actually beating lando but fans ran with it. he doesnt need to beat lando, he is a rookie, he is improving. but at the same time i thought he was the best rookie since lewis, even better than him?? generational talent future wdc winner better than lando will end verstappen title fight in 24 cold blooded slayer of my firstborn etc

max is having the best season of all times (a fact) but he made a mistake so we can say that the "pressure" is getting to him and tbh he is not that impressive! even if he won the wdc and wcc by himself, even if he is gonna win the gp at sunday, he is not all that.

LIKE WE ARE ONLY DAY 1 INTO A RACE WEEK. How recent your recency bias? A week? A DAY???

#this is sarcasm #mainly #im bored as u can see #f1 fans are weird #charles leclerc #carlos sainz #oscar piastri #lando norris #max verstappen #f1 #lol my autocorrect changes recency to regency i must stop being obsessed w regency shows

[inkykeiji]

character: hanemiya kazutora x fem!reader genre: smut warnings: 18+ minors do not interact, pseudocest (step siblings), naughty photographs, mentions of naughty letters and phone calls, coercion/guilt tripping, just general ickiness words: 1.3k

Your big brother is a sick, depraved man. 

He always has been.

You’ve always known it, a truth buried deep at the very core of your soul where it has begun to rot, to infect—you knew it when he killed Shinichiro, knew it when he stabbed Baji, knew it when he beat the boy who had been picking on you in first grade to near death, only a few days after you and your dad had moved into his mother’s dilapidated little house.

It’s okay, you don’t have to be afraid anymore, he had said to you as his clumsy thumbs swiped through the streams of tears on your cheeks, leaving streaks of blood painted in their wake. I’m your big brother now, I’ll always keep you safe. 

And keep you safe he did, until he got sent away, and then got sent away again, and you were all alone once more.

They shaved his head down to his scalp when he was incarcerated, but it’s been several years since he was arrested now, moved from the juvenile detention center to a real prison, and his hair has begun to grow out again, fluffy onyx tufts curling over the tips of his ears and around his cheeks. 

He’s beginning to look like himself again. 

“Hi,” he pants as you reach his table, the breath released from the confines of its lungs, where you’re sure it’s been festering since your last visit, exactly seven days ago. 

“Hi, Tora-nii,” you nod politely, taking a seat across from him. 

Your knees knock together, and he scoots closer to the edge of the bench, the chains adoring his ankles jingling delicately. Your toes overlap his own as he wedges them beneath the soles of your feet, wiggling a little in his slip-on shoes. 

“I missed you,” the words surge from his mouth, as if he can’t spit them out fast enough, as if they need to be heard, immediately, clawed their way to freedom and left his throat raw. “I missed you so much.”

“I missed you, too,” your fingers interlace with his, palms pressing together tightly, the silver cuffs shackling his wrists scraping against the metal tabletop.

“It’s fucking hell in here without you,” he admits, eyes downcast, calloused fingers playing with your own, folding and unfolding them. “I keep thinking about the day I’ll finally get out of here, the day when I’ll finally be able to be with you, to have you, but then I remember...It’s still years away.” 

He looks up, eyes suddenly bright, shining through a torrent of tears in that special way that is so uniquely him. 

“But the photos help. The photos help a lot.” His voice is husky, bordering on a ragged whine, and his knees bump against yours again. “I’m sure they’re nothing compared to your body, but...”

“I’m glad I can help, Tora-nii,” you whisper, gazing at him through your lashes, his stare too brilliant to meet head-on, to hold for an extended period of time. 

“Still so shy, my precious little sister,” a knuckle traces the curve of your cheek, the line of your jaw, the bow of your lips, topaz eyes enraptured by its trajectory. “Will you still be this shy when I...”

And he can’t even say it, either—too vulgar, too naughty, too illicit to even be uttered in the breath between the two of you.

He swallows thickly, his words turned hoarse, raw, steeped in sick desire. “I hope you are.”

“Kazutora,” you whimper, sounding more like a plead to continue than an order to stop. 

“Sorry, I'm sorry,” he clears the grit from his voice. “I—I can’t wait to see what you’ve got for me this week, baby.”

Pricks of heat ripple across your face and you duck your head, nodding to yourself as you pull a hand free from his, sifting through your bag for the small collection of polaroids tied prettily with a piece of silk ribbon.

You’d think, after doing this for so many years, that you’d be used to it by now, but it still feels just as grimy and gross as it did three years ago, when he had begged you for a few photos—nothing crazy, he had promised, nothing too wicked or sinful, just a bikini photo or two, that’s all. 

That’s all he needs, he said, swore up and down, cross his heart, pinky promise. 

You were fucking stupid to have believed him. 

Because that’s never all he needs, when it comes to Kazutora. 

Because it won’t ever be truly enough; no matter how much of yourself you give to him, no matter how many shards of your body and slivers of your soul he pries from you, he’ll always crave more, devouring piece after piece until he’s consumed you fully, made you whole, made you one.

Please, sweetheart, I’m going fuckin’ crazy in here, he had told you with tears in his eyes, hands grasping yours so tightly your knuckles cracked, only a few months later. I—I’m so lonely, and I miss you so much, and I’m just so sad and, really, this is the least you could do to make your big brother feel a bit better, isn’t it?

A few pairs of panties and a single naked picture—you could part with those, couldn’t you? You wouldn’t miss those too much, would you? 

Of course not. 

The panties were short-lived—they were too stringy to be considered safe, and someone had already stolen a pair and tried to strangle another inmate with them, but the polaroids were deemed harmless, and so the polaroids stayed.

And so the polaroids grew, in numbers and in frequency, until you were delivering up to ten in one visit, doing your best to take into account all of Kazutora’s requests, as outlined in his previous letter from the week before.

And even though nothing will ever truly be enough for him, you continue striving to please him anyway; diligent, dedicated, desperate. 

Because you’re a good little sister, a kind little sister, an obedient little sister, the best little sister, he’s told you several times now—over this very table when you slip the polaroids across the scratched up metal surface; breathed out as a broken little whine into the phone receiver during his weekly two minute phone calls, when he inconspicuously stains the inside of his jumpsuit with thick, hot cum; in his letters, scrawled across the soiled page in his sloppy handwriting, when he details all of the things he wants to do to you, when he responds to all of the things you said you’d do to him.  

The guards know, of course—you’re pretty sure they know all of it, all about the nasty, naughty pictures you routinely deliver to your nii-san every Monday, the grotesque phone calls the two of you have perfected, the devilish letters you send one another, filled with vile thoughts and foul promises. 

You’re pretty sure they get off on it, too. They must; why else would they allow it to continue otherwise? 

The notion inspires a rush of shameful thrills to shoot through you, leaving your blood tingling and your chest giddy and heat seeping through the floor of your tummy, and you know it does the same for Kazutora, too. He’d at least try to hide it better if it didn’t. You know he would. 

And as perverted and nefarious as it all is, as horrible and sordid as you feel, it’d be a lie if you said you didn’t look forward to taking those photographs every week for him, if you said you didn’t feel a dizzying anticipation when coming up with new poses and angles, if you said you didn’t anxiously await his weekly letter, eager to know his thoughts, to read his praise.

Your big brother is a sick, depraved man.

He always has been.

You’ve always known it, because you are a sick, depraved little girl, too. 

You may not share blood, but those family roots run deep, twisted and tangled at the pits of your souls, irrevocably knotted so long ago that they’ve fused into one mangled mass, unable to be undone. 

And you wouldn’t have it any other way.  

Neither would he. 

#kazutora smut #hanemiya kazutora smut #kazutora x you #kazutora x reader #hanemiya kazutora x you #my mac tried to autocorrect his last name to anemia lol?????? #anyway AAAAAH FIRST TR PIECE WEEEEEEEEEE #can't believe it was with tora n not the haitanis but alas #the haitanis piece is quite a bit longer than this one #inky.tr

[suzukiblu]

The one where Kons soulmark is fake

Sorry I meant is fake *Isn't ugh, I can't type

If Superboy's mark were real, he'd want to touch Lois Lane's soulmark because it was resonating with his own. Because it would want him to touch it. But like, that is very much not what's happening here. He's just a creep and a freak who's making everything weird and probably making Lois Lane uncomfortable, and that's . . . 

Superboy lets his jaw tighten for a moment, then just–exhales. 

"Right, yeah," he says, then points up towards the roof. "Well, uh, nice almost plummeting to our deaths together with you, but I'm gonna go make sure Steel doesn't need a hand up there. Like I assume he's already hammered the dude into a concussion but it's polite to check and all." 

"How did you keep the bomb from killing me?" Lois Lane asks. 

"Tactile telekinesis," Superboy says, waggling his fingers at her. "Just lent you the good ol' impregnable force field for a sec." 

"You can do that?" she says, narrowing her eyes at him consideringly. 

"Uh, yeah," he says. "I mean, I just need to get my hands on somebody, and I had my hands on you, so . . . yeah?" 

"You were going to die with me," she observes. "You could've let me go and then at least one of us would've survived." 

"I mean, only probably gonna die," Superboy says with an awkward shrug. "And, uh–I really could not have, no."

#anonymous #wip: the one where kon's soulmark isn't fake #typing and autocorrect are both the devil #you're good friend lol

[aiscard]

Gorebeck or Dark Torebeck

Just finished listening to the Torebeck vs the gang fight and HOLY SHIT. That was awesome so I had to draw him, with a little creative liberty

Other colored versions cuz I think they also look cool

#digital art #legends of avantris #once upon a witchlight #Gorebeck #Dark tire eckhart #Dark torebeck #Why did it autocorrect to tire eckhart lol #I'm keeping it in now #witchlight campaign #Witchlight