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fear-no-mort · 5 months
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i cant get over the whole time in the real world rick just sat there watching over morty and when he woke up finally rick sounded SO happy the way he just yelled his name excitedly the second he woke up,,,
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chaoticartistan · 7 months
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this update was good.... if any of you are bein pessimists about some Dumb Shit you theorized will Happen in your skull... Grow Up. Optimism Forever
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scooplery · 2 years
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liz is it gonna be collage club today! 👀 i don't remember what tome (argh i've already written this like 5 times bc delete button doesn't work in asks rn i meant TIME) you usually post the prompts but my week is now divided into Before Collage Club Promopt (minus the O! >:DD) and After Collage Club Prompt so thank you for making something so gu ARGH FUN! hope you have a good day! :D
I USUALLY SET IT TO POST ON WEDNESDAYS BUT I'M STUPID THIS WEEK, i will pick & post as soon as i get home!!!!!!
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thisfanisgonesorry · 8 months
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pussy talk — carlos oliveira
kinktober day 2: dirty talk + teasing
tags: switch!carlos, dirty talk / teasing duhdoy, no actual smut, pussy eating, mentions of alcohol — light language kink, light mommy kink. i dont usually write drabbles??
“Hey, mamita.” He purred, sliding himself behind me, pressing his body against my spine, holding me close to him in a deathly tight embrace. I glanced around the club, biting back a smile. 
“Carlos.” I hummed. “What are you doing?”
“Nothing.” He responded simply, pressing kisses into my neck. His hands moved to tightly grasp onto my hips, holding me flush against his body (leaving no room for Jesus, I might add), and grinding us together to the beat of the song.
I dismissively sighed, knowing better and well aware of his lies. The kisses on my neck moved progressively, landing on my jaw until he was biting on my earlobe.
“Just wanna hear you..”
“We’re in public, baby.”
“It’s never stopped you before.” He hummed, leaning closer to my ear, whispering sweet words of conviction. “You can let me hear without being loud, I just need to hear you.”
“Like you don’t want me to scream.” I tutted sarcastically.
“Of course I do, but that’s for my ears only.” He mumbled, resting his chin on my shoulder, his hands dropped down, rubbing and pawing at my thighs. “Please, I just wanna cherish you, bebita, worship you, wanna let you know how beautiful I think you are in this little dress.”
“Yeah? And how would you do that?”
“Do I have to spell it out for you?” He spoke with a weak sigh, his teasing evident in his voice. “Am I not allowed to have my fun? I don’t even know why I let you bring me to this stupid club.”
“Carlos.” I responded sharply.
“Mami. Let me play with you.” He had a permanent (half-earnest) pout etched onto his face, leaning in closer, letting me feel his erection press further into my backside as he continued to ‘dance’ us to the beat of the music. “Please? You know I love to toy with you.”
“Yeah? I probably want it as bad as you, I wanna know what’s waiting for me when we get home.” I beckoned, letting him have his ‘fun’ before he turned into a sulking mess.
“Doubt that. You don’t understand the things I’m thinking of doing to you, mami, there is no way you want it more than I do.” He sighed, then a low groan left his throat as he pressed a kiss under my ear. “I just wanna take you home.. Drag you there if I have to.. Wanna push you up against the wall, grab one of your legs and..”
“Are you seriously trying to tease me?” I smiled, feeling him lose his rhythm as he grinded himself against me, trying to keep it to the music, though his need was evident.
“Mhm. I’d.. Push you against the wall, and I’d bunch your skirt up.. That cute little dress.”
“And then?”
“Then I’d pull your panties to the side and..” He trailed off again, enjoying the teasing. “Are you impatient?”
“A little. Your mouth would feel so good right now.” I commented back, eliciting a low groan from him, biting it back with a bite to the neck. I winced at the pain and he licked the teeth marks sweetly.
“I knew you’d love that.” He spoke contently. “How bad do you want it, mami? Show me, what’re you gonna do?”
I took a handful of his hair, bending my arm and tugging on him slightly, his eyes closed softly and he let out a breathy whine. “Gonna grab you when you..” I paused. “So soft, feels so good between my fingers.”
“I think y’gonna have to pull harder than that.”
“So.. Who’s gonna be screaming tonight? You or me?” I noted the hint of submission in his words. His nails dug into my hips as I pulled on his hair slightly, an interesting view for any bystanders paying attention.
“Hmm.” He started, thinking about it for a moment. “Why can’t it be both of us?” He asked softly. “Need to hear you, mami.. Necesito escucharte..” His words left his mouth smoothly, trying to purr out a seductive plea, something worth convincing.
“We’ll.. Go home, I guess.” I folded with a displeased sigh, though he could tell it wasn’t meaningful. “When I’m ready.”
“Bet you’re so wet for me..” He groaned inwardly to himself.
“Well, I can feel that you’re hard for me, papi.” I responded with a laugh, and a soft whimper escaped his throat at the words, he was a complete mess despite looking like the cat who got the cream.
He pressed more kisses into the soft skin of my neck, trying to restrain the noises coming from his all-too-vocal mouth. “Let me take you home, mi diosa, let me worship you.”
“You’re ruining girls’ night.” I commented sarcastically. though he simply frowned, holding me more affectionately. “I’m gonna get you between my legs like you said you would.”
“I’m gonna do more than that. Love when you call me papi.”
“I know, that’s why I do it.”
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startersword · 1 year
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HAI IM SO SORRY I DONT HAVE A PIC OF TSURUMARU ON HAND BUT OBVIOUSLY IM ASSIGNING HIM TO YOU. DUHDOI. YAYA.
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megbonney · 1 year
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✃ 01/22/23
if i fall, you will fall too / i always come back (come back)
i dabbled in some self reflection at midnight on the 21st, my birthday. i just didn't figure to document it till now. my birthday was good, though. got a nasty bruise on my thigh from ice skating, but not everyone is the next tonya harding. i am 100 dollars richer now, though. i realised that in a way, i overestimate myself. in my darkest time, when i started this blog, i wrote about wanting to hurt people. that i was this angry, ticking time bomb, like i was plotting everything already. it's half true, really. i can be an angry person, but i'm more sad than anything. something that was somewhat of an epiphany to me occurred the other night. i'm not the 'textbook definition' of a shooter, or someone who has ended numerous lives. frankly, i'm the opposite. get ready for this tongue twister; i'm a white afab genderfluid bisexual dork who likes fictional dilfs and loud music a bit too much. you could argue that i like games where a gun goes pewpew, i can't regulate my emotions very well, that i probably have a lot of problems that remain undiagnosed, but..really? come on now, i'm in the peak of puberty. if i can't kill a cockroach i can't kill a human. i'm not racist, nor homophobic (duhdoy), i don't necessarily 'hate' any group. i say i hate people, but i'm just shady, i guess. aside from my 1 (one) count of vandalism in year 3, i don't have any criminal record. besides, where would i get a gun? let me unzip my bag and whip out a dva nerf gun. boy, i'll be damned. i just think i talk myself up too much. i'm fine, and even if i wasn't, i'm no serial killer - just a bit silly.
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heartburstings · 2 years
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one of these days i'm making a longass post detailing the Fatal Flaws TM of jason and peter (cowars and fool respectively duhdoy) but in a way where i never have to read astoundingly bad takes abt jason ever again
#wynn speaks#put it on the pile yea with the post i'll supposedly write abt ivy and nadia's relationship one day#ok but like fr we all (mostly) know not to write off ivy as Woman In Way Of Gay Relationship or nadia as. well. as plain jane fatass#but it seems to be a little harder with jason and matt bc they r much more direct in how they decide to be assholes#well i say much more direct but who am i kidding it's slurs and (sometimes) physicality#peter has a similar problem but in the opposite direction where he is sometimes woobified#it's like... idk#i am so peeved whenever jason n peter's relationship is spoken abt as if it was imbalanced and one-sided#like. how could ever after and everything building up to it have ever surfaced without mutual respect? think mark#unpopular opinion but i think The Push is stupid as hell (except in argentina where peter pushes back <3)#or well. i mean it's FINE. but i don't like how it's interpreted sometimes as like... jason showing his True Colors as Asshole Supreme#or some stupid shit like that#jason's a very physically expressive person where peter is more verbal if that makes sense#but bc jason has the mannerisms of a jock he gets like... demonized is a strong word#but it's as if ppl take that 1 (sometimes!) push as a sign to assholify him#like is it a mean move yea of course. but are we just gonna ignore the context#are we gonna ignore what happened to his mental and emotional state from best kept secret to reputation stain'd#or hell. ignore entirely what happened in reputation stain'd.#which doesn't excuse but explains his behavior and his thought process. are we able to deduce that things are different here#r we able to deduce that jason's view of the world and how he has to live in it has changed fellas. bc of being called a slur fellas.#r we able to deduce that this isn't a depiction of how jason has secretly always been but more of a turning point in how jason has changed.#like unrecognizeably fellas. that he can't be the boy that peter thought he would follow that he'd always follow fellas.#like... are we fellas#like sorry i'm a jason apologist as if i can help it#this got long but anyway. u kno. post coming to a theatre near u and whatever#bare: a pop opera
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winkcore · 2 years
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yxami · 2 months
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To do science you need math duhdoi
I know 🙁
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tboyswagcas · 3 years
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For the low low cost of only 3.99 you too can see people debating if fictional characters like butt stuff
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maraczeks · 3 years
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community s3 thread pt 3
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dirtyhippyh0b0 · 3 years
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Quiz result. TRUE NUETRAL for the WIN!
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boxingcleverrr · 5 years
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eyes rolling all the way back in my head at this anti-vax person arguing passionately that “the best immunization is breast feeding!”
Like.
Goodbye why were we FB friends even.
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honeydewdrew · 2 years
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quick brainstorm i’ve been holding in my head for the past few days:
imagine a taylor swift music vid for fearless (taylor’s version perhaps?) and it starts out with you and like two of your friends/roommates getting ready for your respective dates and the music vid follows each of your dates.
OF COURSE drew starkey would be cast as your date, duhdoy.. drew’s character would be this guy (could be a friend, could be an enemy? sorry I just love the enemies to lovers trope) you lost a bet to and you pick him up for the date. It starts out awkward but you make some pit stops through the busy town and warm up to each other and obviously do some taylor swift karaoke lol
your date would end up at this beautiful lookout point of the whole city (like all the cheesy movies do) where the two of you are enjoying the view, leaning on the hood of your car and fooling around
And once the bridge of the song hits, there’s that movie moment when you’re staring into each other’s eyes for a pause and then you go for the kiss and after a few seconds you pull back like ‘oh no sorry dude’ but he pulls you back in and it’s all laughs and fun and love
The rest of the song would just be more montages of the date LOL
And of course throughout the video, we’d have intercuts of the friend’s dates as well like one of your friends at a western themed bar with her girlfriend and the other friend at a paintball tournament with their partner or something LMAO
I’m so sorry for this I really just needed to get it out of my system haha
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emmaxmeyer · 4 years
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megbonney · 1 year
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✃ 12/12/22
and after all, you're my wonderwall.
if i disappeared forever, would anyone care? i'm always told that i'm so important, that i light up a room, but do i really? do i really mean that much to you if it's so easy to exclude me, talk over me, pretend as if i'm not real? i am not a human to you, just a prop, just a background character, just a joke. everyone in my life has such a thirst to be more mentally ill than me; to be quirkier, funnier, louder, the main character, the favourite. they want to rub it in my face that they're more traumatised, going through more, because they give it all a label and i don't due to the fear of being wrong. why does everyone feel the need to outshine me, instead of simply coexisting in my presence? am i autistic or an alien? everything about me is invalid. no one can stand me, no one can love me. i want to experience mattering. i want to experience love, care, cherish; i want to look at someone and feel compassion, sympathy, a smile on my face, instead i just want to hurt. i want to hurt everyone. people are meaning less and less to me now. i know i don't have it in me to do anything but what about that day when i do? i am a good person, i like to think so, but i can only be good for so long. not mattering, not being a real human being, i can only be good for so long when this is how i feel all the time. i hate talking about it. that's why i made this blog, duhdoy. i talk to myself instead of other people, because being emotionally vulnerable does no good for me. nor does being vulnerable in any other sense, anyway. i am foul, i am ugly, i am undesirable and pure filth. i am okay with that. i may never be loved the way others are - it sucks, but what can i do? change is only a temporary fix. i must simply bask in my disgust and disdain for myself for a little while. i want to die, right now, so that i can feel what it's like to be mourned, because i will only matter when i'm 6 feet under. i want to see all of the lies people would tell at my funeral, how 'they meant so much to me' and that 'she was such an amazing person'. maybe if people appreciated me while i was alive, you know? :-) anyway! christmas is soon. no annoying ass extended family lunch, thank god. maybe i'll be a bit happier then.
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