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kirby-toons · 9 months
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flower boy designs!!!
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scum fuck flower boy - 2xLP vinyl
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girl-bateman · 2 years
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Album Aesthetic;
Flowerboy, Tyler the Creator.
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lyrics-2-go · 1 year
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I can't even lie, I been lonely as fuck. I can't even lie, I been lonely as fuck. I can't even lie, I been lonely as fuck. I can't even lie, I been...
Tyler, The Creator | 911 / Mr. Lonely
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pinketine · 1 year
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oldschoolhip-hop · 2 years
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Lyrically State of Mind by liljodsz
Lyrically State of Mind by liljodsz
liljodsz posted these 4 awesome works of art depicting a favorite lyric from each album on May 17th, 2022. From “Swimming” by Mac Miller to Chance the Rapper’s last good project “Coloring Book” liljodsz art style is easy on the eyes while the lyrics he picked are perfect for the mind. I think Mac’s and Tyler’s are the best, I really like the small details in the sunflowers for “Flower Boy” but…
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tikycuki · 7 months
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ANOTHER ONE
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SCUM FUCK FLOWER BOY stimboard
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sabrinalovesyou · 1 year
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i was 15 !! i love this photo!! i found love that year, the music was the best it ever has been, everything was colourful and warm and delicious.
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The Proud Immortal Demon Way was a clusterfuck. Master Airplane was a fucking hack of an author who should never ever be allowed to write papapa. The characters were complete idiots, so blind and stupid and Shen Yuan suspected the close proximity to the abundance of aphrodisiacs was to be blamed for the lack of intelligence points. The plot was nonexistent, the fantastic flora and fauna was forgotten for more pointless papapa. However!
However…
Shen Yuan had to admit. The fanarts and fan merch did not do justice to the beauties residing in the universe.
That hack of an author could not write porn. But his characters really were peerless beauties. One would think if the beauty standards were this high that everyone was a peerless beauty, they should be considered as normal.
One would think it wrong. If he could, he would take back his comments on this specific topic; their beauties really were peerless.
One, like the blooming peach blossom, charming and deceptively sweet; another like the oak tree, tall and reliable; and another like the prettiest blue iris, knowledgeable and lovely. It was a disaster.
Back then it was only the blackened protagonist and his life sized body pillow that made him go through a sexuality crisis. As a shut-in, the people he met with never really made him feel warm under the collar, so being gay was only a theoretical experience for him, only having crushes on fictional people. Now, on the other hand, it was a completely different experience.
He couldn't even step outside of his bedroom without feeling like an emotional wreck. The minute he does that-
“This discipline made breakfast for Shizun!”
The radiant halo of the protagonist blinded him day after day; his precious white lotus is just the cutest and purest, fluffiest sheep ever. Shen Yuan can see the future Emperor in him, the husband of hundreds of pretty flowers, but he was still just his 17 years old discipline, so filial and full of wonder.
Ah, Binghe, such a good boy for this master…
“This master is thankful. Go along now, your shijie is waiting for you,” Shen Qingqiu waved his fan. His little white lotus pouted as if Shen Qingqiu would believe he wasn't excited to spend time with his future wife. He encouraged the two of them to spend time together, and he was certain that the sweet and touching young love bloomed under his careful watch. He was like a fairy godmother…
[-10 protagonist satisfaction points]
Shen Qingqiu sighed behind his open fan. Luo Binghe started to become a homebody, which, as a past homebody himself, knew was a slippery slope and even with all the lost points, he had to make sure his white sheep left the bamboo house. Staying home was great, but when you were the future Emperor of the Three Realms, defeater of countless monsters and husband of a triple digits harem, you just had to learn how to be open to new experiences. Sorry, Binghe…
“Yes, Shizun! This discipline will leave now.” Luo Binghe bows, and it takes everything not to touch and pat his fluffy head.
“Good. This master expects excellence from his disciples.”
“Yes, Shizun. This discipline understands and will do everything to exceed Shizun’s expectations.”
Such a filial discipline! Such a sweet white lotus! This one is truly a scum villain to do what he needs to do.
[Host is-]
I know I know! You don't have to remind me![(⁠ب⁠_⁠ب⁠)]
Shen Qingqiu sighed, hiding his shame and regret behind his mask. He really was just a scum villain.
With a conscious decision to not think about the future, he ate his breakfast instead, noting the protagonist’s amazing cooking powers. He would miss this after Luo Binghe gets married and starts to cook for his wives instead.
Maybe the guy he finds for himself will be good at cooking… nothing compared to the protagonist, of course, but nobody can be compared to him. That would be unfair for his potential partner.
However, even though he'd been Shen Qingqiu for three years, he hasn't yet found anybody for himself. He tried to flirt, he tried to see who might be gay other than him - statistically, there should be SOMEONE, right?! -, but no results.
The Sect Leader immediately brother-zoned Shen Qingqiu through his and the original good's past bond, which was quite unfair in Shen Yuan's opinion. Yue Qingyuan was a fine specimen of a man. Strong and reliable, just the kindest man Shen Qingqiu ever met. He was the perfect man, THE husband material. Yet, the original good has been so cold to him, cruelly causing his death, even though they were like brothers. Shen Yuan wouldn't have minded the Sect Leader as his husband; someone loyal and powerful, someone who could protect him from his blackened lotus. So unfair…
His Liu-shidi, the prettiest man alive, was so straight, only the protagonist was straighter than him. Shen Qingqiu was honestly sad for him; all the women in PiDW belonged to the Emperor. He was quite tempted to find a way to punch Airplane Shooting Towards Sky in his face for making Liu Qingge straight. Look. Shen Yuan was a weak, weak man; if Liu Qingge would show the slightest inclination to be at least bi-curious, he would be all over his shidi in a heartbeat. That man, honestly… it was no wonder the author killed him before the plot. Liu Qingge was typically the Second Male Lead, who was the boyfriend of all readers. (He definitely would have been Shen Yuan's fictional boyfriend, that's for sure. Maybe if he would have stayed alive in the novel, Shen Yuan wouldn't have minded the lack of plot that much. Liu Qingge would have definitely made the whole thing a thousand times better just by being alive. Like he did it now. The best times of the week were when his shidi visited him to spar or to cleanse his meridians.)
Shen Qingqiu had high hopes for Mu Qingfang. The doctor was quite queer in the sense of being weird. He hoped he was queer as in gay as well. However, the only time Shen Qingqiu tried to flirt with him, resulted in a two day stay at Cang Qiong mountain under constant supervision. That was a quite humiliating result, if he could say so.
Shen Qingqiu bit back a groan. No matter; that was just the peak lords he kept close contact with. He had the whole universe to find that one (1) gay person who would be happy to spend that depressingly short amount of time with him until he was still alive. He might have only five years to live, before he would become a human stick, but he would NOT die as a virgin disaster gay. He would remain a disaster gay forever, but he would lose his virginity before his death, damnit!
Now, volunteer, where are you?
Here they are
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Hii👋 me again. Just saw the fanfic of my req and it was epic👍
So wondering if you could do toya, rui, freminet, and if you want: akito and lyney x gn! reader who gets bullied by girls at school bc she's half deaf and also gets her hearing aids stolen A LOT. Ty
[WAHAHA glad it was to your liking ! Time for me to flex the writing muscle again. Sorry this took so long, school and allat]
[Warnings: like OOC maybe?? Bad grasp on these goobers. Canon isn't REAL.]
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♡ He doesn't really like violence. ♡ BUT. ♡ Joking ofc he wouldn't beat people up. maybe. ♡ He'd always be there to comfort you, obviously, and maybe try to act as Scary Dog Priveledge ♡ This mf would tell the Principal or a Teacher about this if you won't ♡ He ain't havin' it!!!!!! ♡ Bonus, I have the feeling his family would be somewhat rich.... he'd try to find you new hearing aids whenever he can ♡ I think he'd also try to learn sign language, just to communicate with you a bit easier sometimes ♡ Overall 10/10, sweet boy :3
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♡ Very unhappy when he finds out about this ♡ He doesn't get angry easily but So Help Him- ♡ He loves you! He can't have you getting bullied! ♡ So what does he do? ♡ Jumpscares the girls. Steals ur hearing aids back. Anything else chaotic. ♡ Listen it's KIND OF FUNNY TO SEE THEM JUMP to him at least ♡ They just start getting intimidated and leave him alone ♡ He would then give you back your hearing aids. Problem solved, at least for now. ♡ He'd be willing to try and make hearing aids himself. He's good enough at that kind of thing. Maybe. ♡ Physically restrain him before he starts an explosion, please.
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♡ He doesn't know wtf he's supposed to do ♡ He offers comfort. He's so lost. Help this poor boye. ♡ He hates seeing u upset tho ♡ He takes a "let me try nd cheer u up. pls." approach ♡ So you two end up collecting Romaritime flowers and watching the tidalga ♡ He secretly slips a few words to father.. ♡ Oh, you aren't seeing the bullies at school anymore and got a new pair of hearing aids on your doorstep? What good luck! ♡ He's a bad liar, okay, just don't mention any suspicions and he'll be proud of himself ♡ Bonus, I think he'd already know sign language. useful in the water I'd assume
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♡ Oh fuck that ♡ I think he would beat people up about it. He gives off the ~energy~ yk ♡ Nobody does that to his s/o and gets away with it ♡ Would buy you new hearing aids if he could afford it. Which he Cannot. ♡ You can cuddle with him as long as u want afterwards ♡ He may be a bit flustered abt it. shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh don't tell anyone ♡ Least Normal one here I think. quite humorous
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♡ He also takes a "don't worry, you won't see those scum anymore :3" approach (kind of like Fremi but very brazen about it.) ♡ Comfort first, then he deals with the girls himself. ♡ He comes home with blood on him like "hey i took care of your problem !! :D" ♡ I want to imagine this is true even if it isn't so let me bend canon until I break it in half, okay ♡ Will not leave u alone until he's positive you're feeling better ♡ Following u around like a lil kitten all night. No Escape.
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Can you please make another mommy kink trevor philips fic , I'm okay with you not taking requests, I just LOVE LOVE the way you write him needy and whiny is PERFECT , I keep rereading your fics
I have a special speciality for Trevor's mommy kink. I fucking love writing it. One of my favourite things to do LOL
Summary: Trevor likes to act up, you made him change his mind quickly though.
TW: -Smut
Word count: 2686
Pairings: Fem!reader/ Trevor Philips
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A man so rugged, scary, dangerous. Any normal person would look at him and see Satan spawning in those ugly black pupils. His lips were tattered with scars and unhealed cuts. His face, with every inch of exposed skin, were smothered with dirt and permanent marks from all the conflict he insists. He didn’t even have to try and look this rocky and jagged. Whenever he smiled – his natural, yellow smile – it looked down-right creepy. There was no innocence behind those raged eyes, none at all. This is what he presented, and it didn’t attract anyone.
But you.
You had him wrapped around your pinkie like a swan and her baby.
You knew him. He wasn’t all this “macho, eating flesh, sniffing meth, shooting innocent scums” guy. As time goes on, all he needed was a little ounce of love and affections for him to turn into this “I found this flower and it reminds me of you” man. He was a gentle man. He was gently aggressive.
Is that a thing? Yes. It is with Trevor.
Picture this: stroking your skin so rough that it feels like a slap. That’s him.
He was talented at changing how he touches and perceives you. He’d never want to hurt you, it was never something he ever considered. You were his favourite girl, his favourite woman. He wanted to impress you. It took long enough to see through his ugly exterior and he wants you to savour his lonely soul.
You completed him enough to heal this wound that had been made years and years before.
A woman.
Womanly love.
Maternal love.
Trevor has found home in your care and affections. You replaced that beast who tormented him. His mother, that bitch. He opened up more and more about her treatment and he thought he deserved all that abuse. Even if he refuses to believe the truth, you still gave him hope that there is a cure for his illness that stains his mind. You provided a comfortable, stable relationship (even if he wasn’t capable of keeping it stable himself).
Anyways… Enough of that. The wound is too deep to disfigure and it would take your whole life to understand him properly. So you just let him differ and express himself in ways you’d think was… Unusual. By unusual, it means that hardcore mommy kink he has. He was a switch at heart and some nights he felt so overwhelming alone, but horny. It was your job to love that poor little boy which was trapped in that hormonal, drug-addicted head.
It was one of those nights.
Tucked into your chest, he reminisced about the past few weeks he had shared with you. Trevor’s face was stuffed between your breasts, both of you naked. It wasn’t sexual, not yet, he just loved skin-to-skint contact. Whenever he wanted to cuddle, it had to be without clothes on. The friction and restriction of not being “close enough” made cuddling less enjoyable, so he had to be naked in order for it to calm him down.
His hands happily caressed your lower back. Them dirty nails would leave red lines from your shoulder blades to your ass. It was a repetitive move that it didn’t hurt nor sting anymore.
“Mmm…” He had paused his mid-ramble to breathe in the fumes of your breasts. It was a long inhale. You felt his breath linger against your sensitive skin, occasionally sending electric energy down your spine.
The night was still young. Your eyes peeled open when you felt his naked groin grind against your inner thighs. He was grunting. You looked down at your breasts (where he was hiding) and saw him obviously trying to subtly jack off to your thighs.  
“Trevor?”
He knew he was caught now and just whined. His thrusts had gotten more obvious since you’d catch him. His penis, fully erected, was diving in and out of your thighs that were pressed together like a real fleshlight. You refrained yourself from moaning due to his cock stroking the sensitive patch of your inner thigh.
“Trevor…” You repeated bashfully, “What are you… Doing?”
“I’m too horny.” He growled. He moved out of your breasts before inserting his full attention on the nipples. That long, tormenting tongue stroked the surface until he tried to suck as much of your breasts as he could. He sucked and sucked and sucked and sucked.
Your hands clenched onto his hair, cradling his head as he continued to suck your tits. You’d hear him mumble out small whimpers when you attempted to pull him away. He refused to move an inch.
“Trevor, baby – “
“Don’t stop me!” Cried Trevor after you had departed him from your swollen nipple and breast. He still had his penis stuffed between your thighs, the length twitching every second also.
“Take it slow, tiger.”
“Fuckin’… No! I want to suck your tits.”
“Easy – “
“[y/n], don’t play with me. I’m so horny, I want your tits…” He begged.  
“Trevor, take it easy. Don’t outrun yourself.”
“I can’t stop myself, mommy.” And it just came out.
That’s when you knew he was in that maternally deprived mood. You should of known the warning signs when it was there. So you fondled the back of his neck and calmed him down. He fell back into your embrace and made whiney noises against your collarbone.
“Tell me how good it feels.” You decided to ask as he was humping your thighs dry.
Trevor gurgled some distorted moans before his ability to speak had returned.
“So good… So good, it’s so hot…”
“Yeah? Are you going to cum yet?”
“I- I’m almost…” He took a sharp exhale, “Fuuuck…”
Then you praised him so more. Trevor had arched his back with your hand around his neck. He moaned your name, thrusting harder and faster that your poor thighs were growing rashes and bruises. It wasn’t long until his whole body went into spasms and that hard boner squirted cum all over your lower stomach, some on your bedsheets. He couldn’t help himself.
“I’m sorry, mommy!” Trevor wailed as his cock didn’t stop ejaculating semen everywhere.
“Shhh…”
“I made a mess, ma… I made a big mess.”
“I can see.”
“I’m sorry, I made a mess!”
You wiped away drool from his lip, “Enough,” You’d tell him, “Stop. Don’t apologise. Stop apologising for feeling good, baby.”
Trevor watched your thumb effortlessly wipe away his saliva. He wanted to curl up in a ball and cry. There was still so much tension in him that was struggling to come out. He’d give you glassy, sad eyes and call your name.
“[y/n].”
“Mhm?”
“I – “ He lets his finger drape across the breast he sucked earlier on, “I’m still horny. It hurts, mama…”
“It hurts?”
“Make me feel good, ma. I’m real horny.”
You sighed, “Okay, baby. Alright.”
The way his eyes lit up. He squeezed his hands together and gave you that iconic, Trevor grin. The feral in his face grew more strong and heavy.
“Gimme more…” He slowly slurred with lust, “I want more, ma.”
“Patience first.”
He cried, “More! More! I want more! I don’t want to wait.”
“Trev – “
But he was already pestering at your breasts again. That sloppy tongue was leaving trails of his drool everywhere. You gripped onto the mattress when he’d playfully bite your nipple and suck you all in. He was so fast. Trevor had completely crawled over your body, his weight pressing against your chest that was being abused by his nasty mouth.
“Trevor!” You gasped.
“Oh God, you have perfect tits…”
“Trevor… Stop – “
“I don’t wanna stop, mommy. I waited too long.” He snickered like a bratty school boy.
If he wants to act like a prick, he can be treated like one; your thoughts exactly. While he was rudely exploiting your breasts, you had reached for his sore cock and with one swift motion, you grabbed it and clenched your fists.
You wanted to replay the moment he jumped back and drastically moaned your name. He sobbed when you didn’t loosen your grip. His hips began jerking all over the place, trying to nudge you off.
“FUCK! AH, AH!”
His penis throbbed in your hands. This uncircumcised, small dick he calls “good enough” was going crazy. Despite Trevor’s painful cries, you knew he enjoyed it. No man would have his erection twitching like this.
“[y/n], fuckin’…” He was struggling to speak. Trevor was now on his all fours. He looked up at you with your hand violating his penis. He wanted to slap your hand away but he couldn’t.
“This is what naughty boys deserve.”
Because he deserved it, just like you said.
“But ma! – “
“But ma, but ma! No, nothing!” You played on his feelings a little more.
“No, don’t say that.”
Your grip tightened on his dick, making his words stutter pathetically.
“No what? Why should I listen to you when you don’t listen to me, hm?”
“Mommy… I’m sorry, [y/n], eh! Babe!”
“Don’t mommy me, Trevor. Your fetish makes you a very naughty boy.” Talking dirty was always a speciality when it’s with Trevor.
He sucked in his lips and stared at the way you used your tongue to speak.
“You like that, darling?” His cock twitched more as you spoke, “You like the way I talk to you?”
“Yes mommy…”
“Why’s that? Why do you like being spoken to like that?”
“Because… I- I deserve it.” Trevor whispered, his eyes barely open at how intense the pleasure was.
You squeezed his dick one last time before he hunched forward, burying his face in your neck and squirting (once again). He moaned intensely.
“Fuuuuuck! AH! OH, YEAH!” Cum soaked the bedsheets now. He couldn’t help but lie against you, his whole body weight in your arms. The orgasm must of taken a turn considering he began choking on tears.
“That feel so good, baby?” You purr.
“Oh, fuck… Ma, I – “ Trevor gulped, “I feel so much better. Ah… Fuck…”
“Now… Only good boys get another chance at feeling good again.”
His face dropped and he stared up at you with despair.
“What?”
“You heard me, sweetie.”
“No, no. But… Mama, c’mon… Babe? [y/n]? Sugar? I- I’ll fuckin’… I’ll do the shopping, I’ll do the gardening, please! Ma, please!”
“Don’t act like you deserve it, Trevor.” You’d grin.
He shook his head frantically. His hands gripping onto your waist, your stomach, your breasts. His breathing had grown rapid.
“I love you, I love your body, you’re amazing, I love you – “
“Trevor.”
“No, no. I wanna… I wanna feel good! Please, mommy… Please, this ain’t funny anymore! Stop playing with me!”
“I’m not playing with you.”
He growled, “I hate begging, ma! I hate it!”
“I know you do, babe. But you can’t get what you want, right?”
“Fuck you! You bitch!”
You raised an eyebrow at his profound insults. Trevor paused when he realised what he had said. His little outburst had possibly destroyed the last chance he had of receiving more pleasure from you. He nibbled his bottom lip and waited for a reaction, but when he saw nothing but disappointment in your face, he broke down and began praising you like a Greek God.
“Fuck! I didn’t mean it!” He was on his knees, hands stroking your body, “I’m sorry!”
You frowned and went to stand up before he pulled you back onto the bed.
“Baby! I didn’t mean it! I want you, so bad!”
“Shut up, Trevor, shut the fuck up!”
He went dead silent, mouth dropped open.
“What do you want, huh?” You were hostile, intimidating.
Trevor was too afraid to speak. He just looked around the room for a saviour.
“What do you want, Trevor?” Your voice growing louder.
“Ma! I want you! Just you, I just wanna feel good!” He whimpered and held his arms open, desperate for warmth.
“Oh yeah?”
“Yes, mommy! Yes!”
“How do you want to feel good?”
Trevor chewed on his tongue, “I- I… I want your cunt, babe.”
There was a deep desire that was living in your gut. You were horny as well. You did want something to cure it. Even if he didn’t deserve it, you were just using him at this point. Like a doll.
“My pussy?” You’d muse and walk over, your hand fitting around his neck as he moaned softly.
“Yes…” He breathed and gave you a smirk, “Your pussy…”
“That’s right.”
Trevor groaned when you sat on his lap. His naked crotch was pressing against your cunt, his favourite thing. He grinned when you started to use both hands and choke him. He struggled to breathe, but he loved it. He ogled you with admiration as you took matters into your own hands.
“Mmm…” You murmured when you pushed his dick into your pussy. His lap was shaky – by all means – of all the torture you’d put him through. It was understandable.
“Oh – “ He muffled out a longing moan and jerked his hips up, beginning to thrust.
The penetration itself was glorious. You bounced onto his beaten cock and choked Trevor as he turned bright red and blue. He squealed out a sigh of pleasure, still managing to survive through the choke-hold.
“God, fuck…” A gasp left your lips.
Riding him was a regular occurrence. It was your favourite position together. That or doggy style… But either way, whenever there’s a whole to fuck (Trevor’s words).
The both of you kept on moaning together as the night grew old. It was like a ghost-town outside. You wouldn’t be surprised if your neighbours had heard your activities with Trevor (like you don’t do this most days).
“Urgh – “ Trevor panted, getting close.
You loosened your grip around his neck so he could be more vocal. Nonetheless, you were whining and growing more overstimulated with his dick in your cunt. You exhaled heavily and rode him more and more until your laps were both numb.
“Maaa!”
“Oh God…” It was getting closer and closer now. Your pussy was soaked and his cock throbbed continuously.
“Fuck, I’m gonna cum!” He whispered.
“Ah… Ah!” You pressed your forehead against his, “Shit. Oh yeah, tell me how much you love my fucking pussy, babe.”
“I fuckin’ love your cunt, mama… It’s so hot, I love – OH, SHITT!” He bellowed and released his third load from today. He held you down onto his lap and came inside you, his voice hoarse from all the moaning and yelling he had done.
“Oh… Oh my, God!” You gasped at your orgasm that filtered his dick with your cum. He shivered when the sensation of your hot fluid painted his skin. He quickly thrusted back into you so both your cum would merge and mix together, bonding.
“Mmmm…” He’d growl lowly with a smirk.
“So good, babe.”
“Uh, huh…”
“God, my fucking cunt.” You fingered your clit and groaned when you had finished your orgasm.
Trevor licked his lips and stared at you with absolute devotion. He smiled as you closed your eyes to remind yourself of the pleasure.
“I love you, ma.” His whispers were coarse.
“Jesus… Just shut up and cuddle, yeah?” There was no bitterness behind your words, he knew that. You were too immense to act so “lovely dovely”.
“Okay, yeah. But I love you.”
“I lo – “
“I love you.” Trevor repeated.
“Woah, oka – “
“I love you.”
“Trevor!” You laughed, “Goddamn! Let me speak. I was going to say, I love you too…”
“I know,” He smirked, “I just wanted to say it three times.”
“You said it four times actually.”
“Oh! Little miss smartass!”
“Shut up, Trevor.”
“Your tits actually tasted quite nice. A bit salty but that’s sweat, right?”
You rolled your eyes, “Bedtime. Now.”
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talos-stims · 1 year
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SCUM FUCK FLOWER BOY
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pinketine · 1 year
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I cannot put into words how heart breaking the existence of ARE WE STILL FRIENDS? is. If the album ended at I DON'T LOVE YOU ANYMORE or even GONE, GONE/THANK YOU, it would've been bittersweet, but at least Igor left. But it doesn't end there. Despite everything, he still wants to stay friends with this guy and that wish loops him back to the start, where he falls in love again and has his heart broken again. IGOR is narratively and musically a loop because of ARE WE STILL FRIENDS? and that makes the album go from bittersweet to heartbreaking for me.
It's like the opposite to Flower Boy's Enjoy Right Now, Today. Flower Boy could've ended at Glitter, with Tyler cursing because the person he was trying to contact didn't even get the voicemail, but it instead ends with him enjoying the present and leaving the car. It could've ended bitter, but ended hopefully, nothing like its successor album.
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oldschoolhip-hop · 2 years
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Pumpkin Boy by Donovan
Pumpkin Boy by Donovan
Donovan did an amazing reimaging of Tyler, The Creator’s “Flower Boy” for the spooky season ahead of us! This awesome recreation of a very iconic modern-day album cover is built brick to brick for Halloween with Tyler sporting a Jack-O lantern head while in a pumpkin field as bats fill the purple sky. I really like the hidden skeleton in the field that is slowly beginning to become one with the…
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monkey-network · 1 month
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Every Tyler the Creator Album Ranked
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And then, out of the bleu, I listened to every album from the predictably unpredictable Tyler, the Creator. Frankly, I only knew him best from Loiter Squad and The Jellies with the occasional cameo via Regular Show and Axe Cop. It was last Fall where I started listening to music more, eventually going Tyler's full discography. Here we are now, recognizing his game, getting surprised in more ways than one, and going through his albums from good to peak. Don't take this as a "worst to best" ranking, I will confidently say he has no bad records. But, gotta discuss one thing though before we get to the list and that is...
0. The Grinch Album
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Back in 2018, Tyler was commissioned to make a couple songs for Illumination's Grinch movie. They were okay even though they wasted his version of "You're a Mean One" on the opening minutes instead of the part that matter. It was in the same year that he made an EP with songs inspired by the movie that weren't used in said movie, just something Tyler was into doing. It's only six songs, ten minutes and change, but it's breezy while not being annoying about the Holidays. I'd overall say, since it came beforehand, the EP's great in getting a feel of IGOR's instrumentals but with a more upbeat tone. You can really tell Pharrell Williams was a big influence to Tyler here, coincidentally since Pharrell made songs for Illumination and a couple of these Grinch songs resemble his works in a way. If I were to rank it, it'd be number 6. Way too short to fairly ranked among the others but admittedly memorable compared to the bottom 2. With that said, NOW let's do this...
7. Cherry Bomb
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Again none of these are bad albums, and I say this was a very important one for Tyler's career. Cherry Bomb is to Tyler what Vaudeville Villain was for MF DOOM. After the Wolf Trilogy, this was him popping off one more time like the old days before coming to terms with where he wanted to go next, you notice with how things mellow out halfway in. You get how his direction in music shifted while not feeling ashamed of what used to be his initial style; Flower Boy wouldn't have worked without this and I can see why it's Tyler's personal favorite. With that said, most the tracks aren't as memorable as the later albums on this list. 'Deathcamp' is a fierce bop opener, I love 'Find Your Wings', 'Okaga, CA' and '2Seater', but man it can be a tonal mess that doesn't reach the same highs. Plus it's the one where I can say the mixing is weird; like some vocals feel muffled and the production sounds unintentionally worse than Goblin. The titular 6th song I just hate, personally the all time worst song he's ever made and it's not close. Not as great an album as I'd hoped, but to dismiss this album would feel wrong as it exists no differently to Tyler's growth as a artist. Change ain't easy, y'know.
6. Goblin
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Yeah, even I can't deny this is the weakest of the Wolf trilogy. It's better than Cherry Bomb in that it has a... more consistent flow, but that leads into my biggest problem. Goblin feels too same-y and just a messier expansion to Bastard. 'Yonkers' I'm amazed got the praise it did when I could tell Tyler made it as a joke; emblematic of his career I guess. Still, when it hits it hits, we got 'She', 'Tron Cat', "Nightmare', 'Windows', and you get into it better than Cherry Bomb. Now I'm one of those crackpots that thinks of this, where if you ever get into Tyler's music, I recommend Goblin after Wolf where you'll understand the latter more but listening to Goblin then Wolf as naturally ordered will play out like an edited timeline story if listened to all at once. Goblin overall feels like that middle child where it fits the time it was released but hasn't aged as well as its siblings.
5. Scum Fuck Flower Boy
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This is probably blaspheme but it is one of those cases where this is great but the next few albums are just better to me by comparison. I can appreciate this album more after listening to Cherry Bomb; the neo soul heavily leaning from CB's latter half songs. The vibes are more chill but retains those underlying somber feelings like previous albums. This felt like he refined his style; Tyler got to loosen up lyrically & it's all a mood. At the same time, I didn't grow up with this album while I wish I did. It just doesn't resonate with me as much while I do grasp how the Creator was feeling when he made this. Best way to describe is that I could see the characters that exist in the albums; I can see Wolf Haley, Baudelaire, IGOR, etc. It's hard seeing Flower Boy himself because he feels that overshadowed between his works of the past and future. Again not like I didn't understand, just that it wasn't as impactful as I'd hoped. Don't take this as a negative, because this is just how strong Tyler's music can be for me.
4. Bastard
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I genuinely tend to switch between Bastard and Wolf as to which is number 3. For Wolf, it's with the storytelling and the composition that's done better. For Bastard, it's the energy and unfiltered fun with it being Tyler's first mixtape. I was taken aback initially on the contents of this like I will not call it "horrorcore" but it's like JESUS christ; can't even tell you what's on this for the fear of getting flagged. However, I say Tyler's music gets better with re-listens. Bastard feels like the title lives up to the name; Ace and Odd Future making bangers together, flippin' birds to the sky, and the titular track laying out that it isn't just shock value for the sake of it. This feels like the album Tyler would always want to make starting out, with that no fucks given confidence being the foundation of him exploring his troubles with love and developing a career. Basically, the "Fatherless Behavior album" as my friend pointed out that blessfully hasn't aged like milk given the man's future livelihood. I enjoy Bastard for its garage appeal and this being where Tyler got to start out before 'Yonkers' pushed him to stardom.
3. Wolf
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This to me has the best storytelling in Tyler's discography. I like that it kinda tricks you in terms of what the perspective is for the album's concept. You could say this is about Wolf Haley himself finding some peace after Goblin and getting in the love triangle with Samuel and Salem. You could say this was more Samuel's album while Wolf is mostly out the picture hanging with Salem. Either way works with Tyler's growth considering this is far less shocking than Goblin and Bastard combined. You can tell while Samuel exists as the remaining edginess of Tyler's past, he's cooled down with the graphical lyrics for a different approach to his music; 'Answer' and 'PartyIsntOver' shows his softer tune that fits the album's camp aesthetic. Again, this and Bastard I will flip ranks on certain days, but I can see why it's the fan favorite among the initial three.
2. Call Me If You Get Lost
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From what I've seen before listening, I figured that this would be a flex album and Tyler did not disappoint. Tyler Baudelaire felt like a real persona, I'd say the evolution of Wolf Haley with DJ Drama being the cherry on top. I think this wouldn't have worked as well without the hypeman, not only for being a great jab at DJ Khalid after the one sided beef back in 2018 but an enjoyable narrator that I couldn't imagine any other for the spot. Call Me is just the epitome of swagger, the time where Tyler can finally gun out with his rap skills while it's not full on chest beating. Like his previous albums, it explores his love life and how he works out his feelings when things don't go right. Felt like Tyler at his most vulnerable, especially with 'Wilshire' that's the longest song if you don't count the notable conjoined tracks like 'Sugar/I Thought You Wanted to Dance'. When you recognize growth, this album was it. Incorporating his previous albums into this, utilizing his ability to make banger after banger. That's if you don't count The Estate Sale, basically a victory lap upon the existing victory lap that was the base album. When I say 'Sorry, Not Sorry' was the pinnacle of Tyler's whole career I mean it. Call Me If You Get Lost felt like a celebration, where you're with Tyler in how much he's living life. This seriously would've been number 1 with or without Estate Sale, if not for...
1. IGOR
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Might as well say it now: it's his magnum opus. I've brought up a couple times now that Tyler's music can be messy and that can apply here, more on a emotional level than technical. Here though, that's what makes it perfect. This album is about the love you had being pulled and eventually crushed, and it's not around to sugarcoat. What helps it stick out is knowing IGOR exists as his own being, not just a persona of Tyler. He embodies how we all can feel when it comes to heartbreak and how ugly the emotions can actually be. This wouldn't have worked without 'New Magic Wand', without 'What's Good' or 'I Don't Love You Anymore'. Tyler's music, from what I've recognize, has always been taking ugly with the beauty you can find and this is that note perfected. Being the shortest album of the collection, this album's ergonomic where I can hardly listen to one song on its own and was the record I've listened to the most because it got better every time. This isn't even accounting for 'Are We Still Friends', which I've considered the all-time greatest closer I've ever listened to. It brings me to actual tears every time and it's like everything clicked. This felt like more than just Tyler proving himself as the Creator, but him respecting the oldheads of music with this neo-soul masterpiece.
Conclusion
Tyler's music is the first instance I truly grasped what he meant by each album pinpointing the certain periods of his life. Listening to his works in order, you understand his growth as an musician without it ever feeling out of nowhere. What I love most is that you can tell he constantly had fun producing; the confidence he always has even at his worst can't be understated. It feels like Tyler got to grow up on his own terms, never taking his success for granted and becoming the most prolific artist I've known next to Kendrick and Dre. Having caught up, I'm genuinely interested in his next direction because hell, what else is there to say?
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He's the Best
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~Welcome to my page!~
Hooo boy is there a lot to catch you up on, hm? Well, don’t you worry!
I’m Pam. I go by he/they for the most part, but you’ll notice that my tag for things that I talk on or make comments about is #bigsispam. This is tumblr. That shouldn’t be all that surprising. Don’t worry if you slip and call me she/her. It’ll mostly just be uncomfortable for the Moment. (Not worrying =/= being okay with it. Please use he/they.) 
I’m on desktop and mobile. I mostly scroll while eating dinner, and I am the resident Tumblr User in the group, meaning that a lot of Tumblr posts on my dash are probably in the friend-group discord. It’s impossible for me to stay on-point. You’ll see that quickly upon reading one of my essays.
I very frequently have episodes of an unknown type- I cannot afford medicine or therapy at this time. 
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Present Hyperfixation; Scum Villian’s Self-Saving System / SVSSS 
What you’ll likely see me reblog the most.
Present Worldbuilding Work; The Demon Lords / The Seven Hells - Legends of Runia / Clove’s Curse
This is what I’ve been working on most in the background. I dunno how to synopsize it tho so. **Shrug**
Main Project; Storyteller Volume 1; Kuroshitsuji/Reader
Female Reader-Centric - It’s technically going to be Sebastian/Reader / Undertaker/Reader but that element is very light and it’s not at all the main point of the fic. The main point of the fic is to watch what happens when a bunch of people get transmigrated into Black Butler of all things and each of their individual perceptions of the content cripples the world dramatically. 
Antagonists from every season- and some of whom created themselves- crawl out of the woodworks at unexpected times. Plot points are significantly altered or shoved in places they weren’t before. It’s practically a whole new story. So take that how you will. There’s also a lot of magic lore and demon/angel/reaper expansion which may not be your jive. In which, sorry.
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Main AO3
One-shots / Sillies (Pseud: Laurel Wreaths)
Qoutev
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More niche things below. ^u^
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Key Tags;
#nicestart - my art
#nicestwriting - my writing
#ocs - posts about my original characters
#worldbuilding - Failing the above, I probably have some good writing in here! 
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Favourites - Subject to Change / Addition;
Favourite Colors; Midnight Blue, Sky Blue, Pastel Yellow, Pastel Pink
Favourite Flowers; Daffodils, Chrysanthemums, Carnations, Heather
Favourite Flavours; Cinnamon, Wintergreen, Mac & Cheese
Favourite Games; Sky COTL, Skyrim, Dorfromantik, Lob Corp
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Soft Projects (Qoutev Links, Mostly);
(Qoutev) Ereyesterday - A story about a grown woman going through the school years with a little girl named Lily. There’s various monsters that will stalk and hunt the two throughout this story. It will be primarily psychological horror, obviously. #ereyesterday
(Qoutev) That Blank Space - A Lonnie x Hadley Office AU Fic I wrote for the fun of it. I thought making the two bisexual disasters kiss would be silly. Not updated that frequently but there is a vague outline for how it goes down. Non-canon compliant. #lonley
(Qoutev) Consequences of Time Loops in Skyrim - A Skyrim crackfic that’s just a bunch of idiots fucking about in Skyrim Time Loop Scenario. I need to update it, I just haven’t gotten around to it yet. #skyloops
(Ao3) Shen Qiao's Very Strange Life - A Yanshen Flower shop AU I just started. Will probably be updated when I feel very sad. #shenflower
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LEGENDS OF RUNIA / THORNIA; 
#world: legends of runia
Villain Masterpost
Gods Masterpost
Demon Lord Masterpost [Not Yet Made]
Country Masterpost [Not Yet Made]
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VAMPIRICA;
[Not yet revealed! :o]
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CINNABARI;
[Not yet revealed! D:]
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ORIGINAL CHARACTERS;
Hadley Milner - Incarnate of Ariadne, a gardener and incredibly resilient. Has the magical abilities to control plants, though she could potentially do more down the road and I have some Funny Ideas about that. #oc: Hadley
Arlo Winchester - Ex-cultist and angry about it. Has killed a lot of people to be free with his sister. Has the magical ability to read someone’s emotion through physical contact and mess with their memories. #oc: Arlo 
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Please please ask me things about any of these topics! I’d love to start up tags for them / talk about them but I simply have not had the time or energy to do so on my own volition with lorge posts.
Vampirica and Cinnabari don’t yet have too much on them but I can always give you the run-down on what’s happening (generally speaking) if need be.
I’ve also got a private Skyrim Fic in the works that’s more serious than Skyloops.
CW // All of my worldbuilding and writing is liable to feature topics all over the spectrum of fucked up. I would recommend sending an ask personally about certain things and what topics may come up in projects I am working on, if you’re concerned for your health. 
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