#lmao what am i doing

[lincolnlogsnfrogs]

y'all what if the Dark Harvest head pigeon was just evil ratatouille

like it grabs zim by the antennae and makes him do shit

#WHAT IF DARK HARVEST WAS INSTIGATED BY THE PIGEON #WAIT- #lmao what am i doing #iz #invader zim #ratatouille #the head pigeon #zim #dib #dib membrane #zadf #scribbles #the coloring looks different than my usual art bc i was lazy and just used a screenshot of the show to get the colors lol #this is going to be a reoccurring joke i cant help it #i had more ideas for this but i think i'll go to bed instead #enjoy my shitty doodles :3 #linc why did you even make this #WHAT DOES IT MEAN

[darkwatchingeyes]

Let's see how many all-nighters i can pull before this body gives up!!!!!! Voidkin time!!!!!! I'll update everynight everyone place your bets guys

#voidkin #lmao what am i doing #lets go for the world record #(11 nights btw)

[blue-florist]

Dazai and Mori

Honestly this comes from all of those theories about Mori being genetically related to Dazai (poor dazai tbh, who wants to be related to that??) so i came up with a theory on my own:

I think we all have seen those edits comparing Dazai and Mori acting the same way. This is just a way to show their connection in the show.

but what if it was on purpose?

See, Dazai joined the mafia when he was very young, and suddenly being a child in such a dangerous atmosphere must have made him nervous (he's still a kid, even if he was a little genius), so he decides to act intimidating so people won't look down on him.

Who is intimidating to Dazai? Mori.

Even if Dazai wasn't that scared of Mori, he can still see that Mori is respected and feared. By copying Mori, he's subtly influencing them to treat him like they treat Mori, wich is with respect, or fear. (it might not even work, but it is a logic of sorts that I belive Dazai could follow)

So all of these moments that we see present Dazai acting like Mori? its a survival tactic that developed into a habit.

(i think this could also somehow connect to yosano, but i don't have the brain to think about that rn)

#dazai #dazai osamu bsd #dazai osamu #mori bsd #mori ogai #theory #bsd theory #dazai angst #angst #lmao what am i doing #i should be asleep but gay little authors haunt my brain at every opportunity #bungou stray dogs #bsd #help #i forgor that one #oops

[sir-davey]

Pony Jonathan

Look man, I can explain-

I’ve been lately listening to a bunch of mlp songs and it has led me to conjure up a pony design for Jonathan 🥶💕 BUT TBH, I feel like he would look really pretty as a mlp pony, and so I made this sketch of him AAAAA, and I feel like he would be drawn differently in mlp lol. I 100% see him as a tall pegasus with a luscious, long mane/tail, and imma make him blue loll. I’ll color and line him soonn 😎

#lmao what am i doing #no shame #prince jonathan #At this point i can draw him as anything #mlp design #david and jonathan #biblical #bible fandom #my little david #yas #pretty prince jonathan #my bby 😍 #bby girl #pretty pony pegasus prince jonathan

[lurkerdelima]

Silver when he first arrives to “investigate” Flint’s cult

vs

two weeks later when he’s fully bought in and is figuring out how to run it with him

[“San Francisco (Be Sure To Wear Some Flowers In Your Hair)” playing distantly, echoing]

#silverflint #lurker rambles #black sails au #1970s cult AU #<- it has a tag #so that means it’s happening #lmao what am i doing #i know it would take more than 2 weeks for him to grow his hair lol #just making a dumb joke

[crystalflygeo]

Shower sex anon here (god that feels weird to write….), glad we figured out the water situation 😤 Now… to figure out how to keep the water out of our eyes and how to not slip! We shan’t let boring bed sex prevail! 🤪

sorry anon you're "shower sex anon" now lmaooooo /jk

hmmmmm how about we consider THIS

#lmao what am I doing #I should really go to sleep it's 2 am #I was supposed to play genshin and look what happened instead xcfgvhbjnkm #crys answers

[onlineproblems]

the fucking HUBRIS of my 2023 reading list:

rebecca

lolita

pale fire

east of eden

a little life

the shadow of the wind

the quiet american

wind up bird chronicle

brothers karamazov

the remains of the day

catcher in the rye

stoner

the idiot

blood meridian

the goldfinch

the death of ivan ilyich

crying of lot 49

clockwork orange

#lmao what am i doing #also recommend me books and movies and stuff pls #i LOVE getting recommendations and never getting around to them #but also if i do i LOVE chatting about them #amceled

[sungbeam]

and if i told u i once had a wip that was badboy!ex!park jongseong x reader x bff!taehyun ._.

#sungbeam strikes again #yeah shes doing it again #i revisited it today and i kinda miss it #lmao what am i doing #it was originally just a jay fic but then i realized how much i love taehyun 🤡

[mortallystrangewriter]

an ode to language

they say the poem

is obselete

i say the saga of literature

is incomplete

for have we traveled seas and beyond

to every lake, river, or pond

and truly discovered the range of word?

“no” is the only answer

i’ve ever heard.

#my writing #writing #poem #poetry #original poetry #writers on tumblr #spilled ink #mortallystrangecupcake #little fun poem #about the haters #lmao what am i doing

[pagodnaakopleaseanoba]

i actually love what's happening right now. i can't believe i thought otherwise. this is actually cool! congrats to our new government actually! <333

#so r3dt4gging is possible now and im too tired to delete stuff #LMAO WHAT AM I DOING #might delete later #this is sarcasm btw...maybe a shield bc im a bit scared

[emberglowfox]

Keeper -- a short comic about an angel meeting a robotic lighthouse keeper that doesn't know the world has already ended. Made in about 18 hours for a 24-hour 24-page* black and white comic challenge (that I arrived late to, ha.)

*the actual submission does not include the cover, which was created after the fact for this post.

This was a really great learning experience as someone who's... never really made a completed comic. I ended up really attached to the story by the end of the project (possibly due to all-nighter deliriousness lol) and ultimately am very proud of what I made.There are some things I'd still like to change, particularly text placement, but in keeping with the spirit of the challenge I've elected to leave it as is.

#sparks art #comic #angel #robot #my art #my comics #keeper: the angel #keeper: the lighthouse keeper #my ocs #hoogh. this was a grind yall lmao. but i am pleased with it #i hope you enjoy :pray: also keep your fingers crossed for me that this wins the contest #like it. it wont. because i am up against actual SEQA kids that know what theyre doing. and i dont actually mind really #but it would be funny #long post #very long post #sorry #i hope the readmore works

[featheredstorms]

i don’t even know which kind of character i am or what i like so don’t ask me anything. i’m just too autistic to even answer the question. alright g’night!

#autism #autistic traits #autistic spectrum #i’m not really leaving #i’m just not gonna post as much #lmao what am i doing #lmfao bye

[stellarspecter]

@pscentral event 20: antagonists ↳ THE LORDS IN BLACK in NERDY PRUDES MUST DIE

#nerdy prudes must die #npmd #starkid #npmdedit #team starkid #the lords in black #hatchetfield #hatchetverse #npmd spoilers #userisiah #userfaiths #userbaz #usercats #userhallie #noooo fucking clue what to tag in this fandom lmao #musicaledit #? sure #anyway yeah i watched npmd and immediately had to make this i was up until 1 am last night #wouldve been earlier but i had to take a break for dnd lol #i was gonna do a tua set for the event but this is easier and better so like. slay #i just wish they had more screen time. pokey and tinky have less than 20 seconds each </3 #oh and the titles and stuff are from the fan wiki. hope i didn't get anything wrong #i've been getting a lot of use out of this motion blur text transition its so funky fresh #*edits

[itsthislake]

“Icarus.”

it's all about freedom really

Credit goes to An Sifakah for the poem. Enjoy!

Support me on Ko-fi maybe?

#lake's art #happy birthday sabo! #this time actually on time wow #revolutionary sabo #one piece sabo #asl brothers #asl trio #monkey d. luffy #portgas d ace #watch me tag ace even though he barely shows up #one piece comic #one piece #one piece fanart #oh i'll confess. i traced that ship from a screencap #there's no force on earth that can make me draw a whole ass ship sorry #as always I am stupidly proud of exactly 1 (one) page and this time it's the third #but i also just love that part of the poem so i was already biased towards it before i drew it lmao #i had a whole ass explanation for the reasoning behind this comic that i wrote at like. 3 am. but fuck knows what i did with it #i contemplated colors and immediately gave up. hell nah i'm not doing that again

[ghosts-cyphera]

╰﹒ price's wife = the wife of 141

warnings/content: 18+! 141 x fem!reader. dubcon: sex under the influence of alcohol, unprotected sex, blowjobs, anal, mentions of cum and spit, male masturbation ??? just... everything, really. buckle up, besties. mdni!

being price's cute little tradwife would mean that he'd share you with the rest of 141, too. it wasn't his plan at first: he had never thought of it until he had seen the way that they had all looked at you. 

gazes lingering on your frame for just a while too long. tongues wetting their lips as they towered over you, grinning as you laughed, soft and sweet, at something they'd said. your eyes sparkling, your glossed lips tugging into one of those smiles that filled the pit of price's stomach with butterflies each time he saw it on your features.

you knew how to make everyone around you feel special, no matter if you meant to do it or not. and slowly but surely, they all had begun to ask about you: about whether or not you'd be joining them for drinks that evening. about your plans for price's vacation. 

"takin' our lass somewhere warm?" johnny grinned, wetting his lips. "send us boys a postcard or a picture of our bonnie layin' on the beach, will ye?"

where price had expected to feel a touch of jealousy, he instead found himself feeling something so much deeper. excitement; burn at the thought of them enjoying you just as much as he did.

you were good, and sweet, and kind.

your love was endless and unconditional: the type of love that healed wounds one didn't know they had in the first place. your lips soft, your eyes twinkling, your touch nothing short of damn heaven: a woman like you made to be loved by so much more than just a single man. 

so why not four?

and after months of watching their need for you grow day by day, price gave in.

inviting you to dance with the boys in your living room. grinning, as he encouraged ghost to draw you into his lap: to let his fingers play with yours as you drank yourself silly, your husband handing you a new glass each time you downed the previous one.

price humming with warm agreement, as gaz pulled you to him and let his lips ghost a kiss on your forehead. so soft and gentle, careful to not scare you off. 

though his permission for them to touch you had not been explicit, they'd all known: had seen it in the way that he had looked at you and them, brow raised in his amusement.

help yourself to her, lads.

and so, they did. 

you were so drunk that your words were slightly slurring: eyes twinkling as the three men were suddenly all over you. his little wife so confused, yet so happy—you always were when you were drunk. so gullible, so easy to influence.

the drunken words of encouragement from their lips tangled together: their hands suddenly all over you, nearly impossible to keep track of.

it was ghost who called you our darlin', wasn't it?

soap who promised to be so gentle with you, not wanting to hurt their little lass. wanting to make sure that you could take it all.

gaz whose hands were kneading your hips, as his lips brushed against your earlobe. 'gonna fuck you so good, love.'

your gaze searched for that of price, yet all he did was raise an amused brow with a cigar hanging from his lips. lounging on the couch of your living room, cock pressing against the soft material of his pants.

be good, his eyes told you. make your husband proud, bunny.

and so you did. working so damn hard on your knees: the three greedy men taking their time with you as they fucked your throat in turns, grinning as they watched your mascara run down your pretty little cheeks. price's little wife exhausted yet glowing: eyes looking up at them as they slapped their cocks against your cheeks and watched you suck and lick on their balls, drops of precum messing up your pretty hair. 

so fucking good for them, weren't you?

price's good little wife. 

their sweet little slut.

though your thoughts were clouded from the alcohol rushing through your system, your body responded in all the ways that you knew made price proud of you. your thighs glimmering with your arousal, your lips parting in the warmest and softest of moans and gasps, as their hands palmed your throbbing cunt and tore off your panties and dress.

so greedy in the way that they forced your breasts on full display. mouths and hands attacking your sensitive nipples: low, rumbling laughs making you clench your thighs together, as you struggled to stay standing from the way that they were passing you between the three.

faster than you understood, you found yourself perched up on the coffee table. on your hands and knees, eyes aligned with those of price, as his hand moved to your lips.

"spit, sweetheart."

you did: your brows furrowing as price used your spit as lubricant, his hand moving to his cock as he laid back on the couch and touched himself.

touched himself to the sight of his squad mates going to fucking town with you. a cock—whose, you did not know nor did it matter—sliding into your drenched cunt, merciless in the way that it stretched you wide and open with a single snap of his hips. another one at your mouth, pressing against it: sliding in, impatient, as soon as you parted your lips. burying itself deep down your throat.

"keep your eyes open, bunny," price groaned, voice touched with dark amusement. "the boys wanna see you when they fuck you, don't they? wanna see what a damn good woman they've got."

the tip of johnny's cock pressed against your second hole, and your eyes widened from the realization. 

"it's not her first time," price chuckled, eyes never leaving yours. "she's never taken one in each hole, but she can handle it. can't you, love?"

your brows knitting, you nodded your head. no use in trying to talk with gaz's cock pushing deeper down your throat—his fingers tangling in your hair, as johnny pushed in. 

inch by inch as you focused on your breathing: your eyes locked with those of your husband. and you managed. of course you managed. you were price's good little wife, and his good little wife was made for taking three cocks simultaneously.

was made for pleasuring his friends, now fucking losing it on you. fucking into you as you moaned and mewled: as you came again and again, shaking and sobbing around them. covered in your own arousal and their cum, their spit, and your tears of sheer overwhelming pleasure.

and as they were finally done, it was clear to all five of you.

by then, you were no longer the wife of captain john price.

you were the sweet little wife of the entire 141.

masterlist | requests are open 💌

#what am I doing lmao? I'm logging off for the next three days. I'm off the hinges my loves. off the fucking hinges. #john price x reader #141 x reader #john soap mactavish x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #kyle gaz garrick x reader

[things-are-okay-just-not-today]

Hollow

Sometimes I feel that the mushrooms are prettier than me. I think that’s a very silly thing to feel, because I’m a girl, and a mushroom is a mushroom - but I guess they’re pretty in the way that they serve such a beautiful purpose.

They grow where they’re needed, and leave everywhere better and more beautiful than they found it. They play this sad, but inspiring part in the forest of moving a life from here to nowhere. They provide medicine, food, and if you’re into magic - they can provide that too.

I am not like a mushroom, no matter how much I try to be.

I try to grow where I’m needed, but I always start off in the wrong spots..

I don’t really have an inspiring or moving part to play in the world yet, I try really hard to find one..

I don’t have the ability to provide resources like food or medicine, because quite frankly I’m just not equipped.

And no matter what I do, I just don’t seem to spark that magic in people.

I’m jealous of the mushrooms, because mushrooms don’t stress about things like social standards, health, money, and love. They just focus on.. Mushroom stuff.

I wish I could focus on mushroom stuff too, but I hate the taste and I had a real bad trip when I was 17 that triggered a 4 month long psychosis episode -

Actually, fuck mushrooms.

#mushrooms #nature #sad aesthetic #i am not a woman i'm a god #sad boi hours #feelings #lmao what am i doing