#sorry for not getting to this sooner!!

[mariusroyale]

I hate to come off as bossy but I think we’re best friends now so I got you this frickin bouquet 💐 and I’m gonna hold your hand while we walk around and look at shitposts if that’s okay with you :) <3

*SNNNIFFFLE* thank you holy shit;; 😭😭 this is so sweet

i offer thee a ROSE for that SCRUMPTIOUS aaron fic u tagged me in *suckles on fingers like they have cheeto dust on em* if i ever make fanart of ur fics imma let u know hehehehe (assuming i can ever get thomas gibson’s face right *sobbing*)

#not bossy at all!! i love when ppl spam me bahahha #and hell yeah new best friemb alert!!! #i was afraid to follow u frankly cos my Hotch era is only just starting but ive started writing stuff abt him and now i know im in deep 😭😭 #we are for sure gonna hold hands and giggle at shitposts i welcome it #sorry for not getting to this sooner!! #ive been *cough* busy #ask #ish

[zhukzucraft]

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Finally, you're going to find out your serendipitous soulmate! Your preordained partner! Your begrudging bff!

...or not

Joe: ???

Etho: Oh yeah, that's normal.

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BY THE POWER OF RNG, THE SOULMATES HAVE BEEN ASSIGNED! Aaaaaa the pairs are actually pretty interesting, I'm excited!!! :D

I'm not planning to reveal everyone's soulmate just yet, but here's proof that it's been done:

Next update soon? Hopefully? I already got a plan for it ohoho

#joe hills #juppet #trafficblr #life smp fan session #quadruple life #flashing cw #sorry for trolling joe and the audience #but it wouldn't be fun to reveal it all right away #the first pair might get revealed sooner than you might think tho #also OH BOY some of those pairs defy all odds

[dollya-robinprotector]

"Not sleepy anymore?"

"...I can't sleep like this."

"Nah you seem like you prefer this."

"Wake up guys that's enough napping, time for dinner!"

#I'm so sorry I promise to get back with delulu Ivory asks later I just really need some bonding family or maybe #dollya art #whitney the bully #dol whitney #alex the farmhands #dol alex #robin the orphan #dol robin #dol pc #degrees of lewdity #dol #Lya the Blossom #DoL: Homestead AU #I will get back to this AU sooner or later #maybe I should include Wren soon

[cryptidkey]

could I perhaps have siglai... maybe on an amusement park date... or taking a selfie or something silly like that

They’re supposed to be taking a selfie but I can’t draw phones so it’s just a rectangle

#Sorry for getting to requests so slow lmao it’s almost the end of the school year so I’m extra busy with homework #So like there’s some requests from like a month ago but I’ll get to them sooner or later trust #siglai #I don’t particularly ship sigma with anyone but his and Nikolai’s dynamic is one of my favs #Sigma bsd #nikolai gogol #bsd sigma #bsd #bungou stray dogs #cryptic art

[starsillys]

question question for your tamagotchi au would there also be a sam and jade?

YYEAAHHHHHHBGHHH YES YES YES THERE IS SAM AND JADE OFC AUAHAH I had a spesicfic idea at the time when I thoughyt of the au but unfortunately my memory does me horribly and I like. Wracked my brain trying to remember what it was specifically and put off drawing anything until I did (BAD BAD BAD) (SO MUCH INCOHERENT YAPPIN UNDER THE CUT… LIKE SO MUCH IM SORGY)

in the end I think it ended up being like… Kinito being a lil 🤓 ass guy you know a realll computer freak!!!! Actually hacking himself into reality what the flip he just likw. Stole his friends back from a certain somebody’s folder,, using your computer to somehow find himself gaining access to a completely different desktop than your own when you were not giving him attention for like 0.00001 second when they were still being developed and kind of kept them in lil usbs until he could safely upload they consciousness into a safe computer program where they can run around and be silly or until you/he can figure out a way to carry them around portably like you do with him in his tamagotchi. Also the two of them are so fucking scared one minute they were like weee!! Ha hah!! Yayy!! running around in sircles,,, having fun in the puter together before suddenly being transported via some virtual wormhole and into small separate usbs. Have absolutely no idea what’s going on the pooor guys. They don’t even know who Kinito is dude but he does know and there’s so much confusion in their behalf that comes with it bc kinito has known about these guys for so long and has been. PINING for the friendship but they were actually so unaware of this third party member and they’re down right horrified. Straight up got napped.AUGHH a dude so many thoughts I will elaborate more and more as time goes on I am rambling like a crasy person rn I’m so sorry idk if any of this even makes sense I don’t know how the computer programming stuff works

#IM CRAZY IM STUPIG #I ACTUALLY STOPPED DRAWING THIS WHOLE TIME BECAUSE I WAS TRYINH TO REMEMBER SPECIFIACCALLY #INSTEARD OF JUST LIKE #SAYING IDK #OR THINKING OF SOMETHING ELSE #oguhhnlighhh #I have so many ideaks for this thing dude #Do not know how to get them out #Need to scream #AAAA #kinitopet #best friend’s analysis answers #im so sorry I didn’t answer this sooner

[incorrect-fnaf-quotes]

AU where after Glamrock Bonnie’s decommission/after he goes missing, Glamrock Freddy and the rest of the remaining animatronics end up being reprogrammed—or, basically, having their memories messed with.

The only change to the rest of the animatronics is that they don’t remember anything about Glamrock Bonnie. They’d know about Bonnie Bowl and small things like that—but have no idea that they all had a Bonnie.

As for Glamrock Bonnie himself, they end up having something wrong with the memories, too. Although it’s not because he was reprogrammed or anything—it’s because of the damage/the state they are in.

And with them, whether it’s a “Cassie finds them during Ruin and helps, then leaves with him” type of situation, or something different (like Gregory staying and finding him), Glam. Bon would eventually see Glam. Fred again.

Though, there’s that problem: Reprogramming for Glam Fred to literally not know who the bunny is, and Glam Bon having all of that damage.

But, despite that, both of them feel like there’s something—even just the tiniest bit—familiar about the other.

Long story short: Glam. Bon goes, the others are reprogrammed and forget them—Glam Bon’s damage causes him to forget. The two reunite, but have no idea who the other is.

#Not a quote #Glamrock Freddy #Glamrock Bonnie #I have a bunch of other smaller ideas to go along with this in all honestly #A version where: Glam Fred forgets but Glam Bon doesn’t (damaged but the memories remain) #As in: Either Glam Bon’s memories remain from the start or he simply regains them far sooner #So when he reunites with Glamrock Freddy... the bear doesn’t remember him but is still pretty polite to the bunny he’s supposedly meeting #-For the first time #And Glam. Bon has to deal with what’s going on now #I guess its just difficult to reprogram Glam. Fred again? Or maybe none of them know how to exactly deal with the memories #But I give you this: Both still not remembering (The reprogramming and damage being the cause ofc) #But the bear and bunny simply continuing to hang out after meeting each other #And just falling in love all over again #I’m sorry if none of this is the best or doesn’t make the best sense—it’s pretty late #Though I just needed to get these ideas out #At least one of the MANY #Glamrock Fronnie #Security Breach #Save tag

[cheolism]

hello my beloved jupiter i would like to peek at the kinkiest jun thots inside ur brain pretty please 🤓

THE SCENT OF YOU

✰ wen junhui x reader ✷ wc is approx 1.5k ✰ warnings: nsfw! salirophilia and olfactophilia (attraction to the state of being dirty; attraction to body odor/scent). ✷ notes: based off of that one thing napoleon allegedly wrote to his wife asking her not to bathe before he came home. thank you mars (@onlymingyus) and junie for helping me w the names of the kinks!!

i.

jun wakes up to the uncomfortable feeling of being terribly warm.

the summer sun blazes through the bedroom windows, peering through the blinds and casting its light. the aircon kicks on in the next room, the box fan -- set on top of a dining room chair jun had dragged into the room -- whirling gently, casting a slight breeze onto jun's face.

he's still unbearably hot.

the two of you had gone to bed at midnight, the temperature dropping considerably compared to what it had been that afternoon. you turned the aircon to the perfect temperature; jun switched on the fan. he tucked the duvet around your figure, giggling alongside you as you wiggled your toes underneath. and then he had ducked underneath the covers, pressing his body to yours and tucking his face into your neck.

naturally, cursedly, time crawled on as the two of you slept and eventually the sun rose into the sky, coloring it a lovely blue. the room had heated up, despite the aircon doing its best, and so jun woke with his shirt sticking uncomfortably to his arms and his mind hazy with heat.

irritated, he throws off the duvet and swings his feet over the edge of the bed. he had stopped cuddling you sometime in the night, and perhaps that is why he's truly pissed.

he checks the temperature outside -- eighty-seven fahrenheit, what the fuck -- and then adjusts the thermostat. the aircon kicks back on, and he stumbles back into the bedroom.

you're frowning at him from the bed, lips in a pout and brow pinched. "why'd you leave?"

jun jumps back into the bed, throwing the duvet back over his figure and latching onto you. "was hot," he explains, and then he's ducking his face to press it against your neck.

his nose nuzzles into the baby hairs at the back of your neck, breathing. his hand settles onto your hip, and then he's sliding his fingers underneath the waistband of your boxers. jun doesn't do anything more, just keeps his fingers against your skin, warm from your body.

he presses his face against you, lips skimming over your warm skin. you're wearing a tank top, and he thinks, faintly, that just like the boxers the tank top is his.

you sigh as his mouth dips to your collar. he presses his lips against your skin, pushing his tongue out and feeling the hard bone hidden beneath.

he moves again. jun presses his face into the valley between your tits, concealed by the tank top. it's hot there, heat radiating off of your tits and trapped beneath the tank top, which in turn was covered by the duvet.

you're hot there, and when jun noses along the gentle curve of one of your tits he can smell you.

it's the smell that comes from sleep and heat. it's a smell that is so inherently, distinctly you. it's the smell of your soul, he thinks, his dick beginning to swell in his boxers and his fingers twitching down down down, until the tips of them are touching the hairs of your cunt.

"junnie," you hum, reaching out and looping an arm around him. he catches a whiff of that gentle scent of sleep and heat, and then he's mouthing at your tits through the fabric and settling his hand against your pussy.

ii.

"i'll be home late," you murmur into your phone. he can hear the noise of the conference through his phone speaker. you had told him, before you left, to prepare for as much; had, optimistically, said that it would be over at four but seungkwan had booked a room with a karaoke machine so you may end up staying longer.

"are you having fun?" jun asks, bracing against the counter with his free hand and glancing over the ingredients he had set out. he'll have to put the pork back into the fridge, package the chopped veggies and hope they'll be as fresh tomorrow. really, though, it's for the best; he's low on egg roll wrappers and doesn't know if he'll have enough for a full meal.

"yeah," you say, and he can hear the smile in your voice. it's like bottled sunshine, the way it seems to settle within him and lighten his soul. "we got free pens."

"holy shit," jun says, and you laugh. eventually, though, you hang up; he can hear seungkwan scolding you for being on your phone during a company conference before you manage to end the call.

jun packs away the veggies and pork, snapping the lids onto the plastic container and stacking them in color order in the fridge.

he throws two packets of ramen on the counter; checks on the rice in the cooker. with thirty minutes left for the rice to be done, he leaves the kitchen and begins wandering about the apartment.

there's a sock in the hall. he swoops down, grabbing it and balling it into his fist. he rounds into the bedroom, and he begins picking up your discarded sleep clothes.

he throws your shirt over the crook of his arm — it once belonged to choi seungcheol, but the man had left it in jun's gym bag when he borrowed it once and so it had been put into rotation as a sleep shirt for the both of you. you wore your own panties and shorts to bed, and he picks up those, too.

they're one of your favorite pairs. they’re on the side of nearly too-raggedy, the elastic loose around your hips. jun remembers the first time he saw you wear them, nearly two years ago; remembers how he had pulled them down your thighs; how they had been soaking wet from your cunt, how he hadn’t been able to resist the urge to bring them up to his nose and —

jun presses his thumb into the flat seat of your panties, stretching them. whatever wetness that may have been there from your cunt had long dried. he can see the faint bleaching from your fluids on your panties. 

he lifts your panties up to his nose; breathes in. he smells you, still, hours later. jun can smell yoru essence, the very fabric of your being. slowly jun slides his hand down his stomach, fingers gliding over the veins of his hips and following down down down. 

iii. 

you look, jun thinks, absolutely destroyed. 

the half-assembled desk still takes up a majority of the second bedroom, metals bars sticking straight up and wooden surface flat against the floor. you’ve paused the music you had been blaring for the past hour, staggering into the living room with your phone in hand and a scowl on your face. 

“you want help?” jun calls, setting his own phone flat onto his bare stomach and stretching. 

“i can do it,” you snap, dropping your phone onto the lazyboy. your hair is pulled up off of your neck, strands escaping and flying about. your face gleams from sweat and your natural oils. you’re wearing a baggy shirt and pants, and when you lift an arm to grab at the ceiling fan string, he can see a patch of sweat on the armpit of your shirt. 

you are destroyed; you had attempted to build the desk and came out of it sweaty and ruined, pissed and unsatisfied. 

jun pats his thighs, sitting up a bit. you huff, and then you’re waddling over to him. you throw your leg over him, knee digging into the cushions as you settle back on him. 

your jaw drops, and you reach back and slap his thigh. “what the fuck are you hard about?”

“you’re beautiful,” jun says, taking you in once more. you’re messy and sweaty, and he wants you. 

his hands go to your thighs, settling. he smoothes his hands over your sweatpants, grabbing, groping, feeling you. 

you roll your eyes. jun moves up, wrapping his arms around your body to keep you in his lap. he presses his face into your neck, and you groan something out about being too hot for this. he can smell your sweat, your stink; he can feel his dick swell in his pants, can feel it strain and want. 

“wen junhui —”

jun pushes his tongue out, sliding it against your skin and tasting the salt of you. you let your head fall to the side, and jun slides a hand into your hair, feeling how hot and sweaty they are at the very start of them. it takes some shifting to get your sweatpants down your thighs, to tuck them under your knees and give him some space, but he does. 

and then jun is shoving his hand against your cunt. it’s hot and sweaty here, too, just like he had hoped. he can feel, through your underwear, how wet you are. the cloth near the elastic, damp from sweat; the cloth covering your cunt wet from your juice. 

jun pushes back again, and then your shoulders are against the cushions and he’s between your thighs. he pulls your sweats and underwear the rest of the way down your legs, discarding them next to the couch. jun lowers himself, pressing his face against your hot, sweaty cunt and breathing in. 

#i hope you liked this junie! #sorry i didn't get it out sooner #i had IDEAS #little did u know you opened a fucking can of worms #and the worms do be wiggling around #— jupiter is writing #wen junhui x reader #wen junhui drabble #svt x reader #svt drabble #svt #svt smut #wen junhui smut

[picnicpants]

am i on to something or is this some form of eldridch tiktok conspiracy brainrot

#dropout #TADC #tadc caine #sam reich #brennan lee mulligan #game changer #dropout tv #collegehumor #TADC X dropout when #brennan would die in the existential prison that is the circus #with the sam hands theory that’s been coming up lately too????? #this is probably too niche for anyone to get sorry #anyway sam hands conspiriacy real #LMAO THEYRE DOING THE SAME POSE #how did i not realize this sooner #the amazing digital circus #tadc pomni #pomni #caine #the amazing digital circus caine

[fivewholeminutes]

So. Mister vessel the fourth has this. How do i call it. Keychain(?) hanging from his sleeve sometimes. With some tmbte runes. And it's pink, which is totally irrelevant to this post, but i felt the need to mention that. (Edit: people have told me it's actually red, but hey. Thank you, stage lighting, for making it look pink.) I could never find a photo clear enough to read them though. So I've done some serious CSI work to decipher them. AND THEY JUST SAY 'WORSHIP', BECAUSE OF COURSE THEY DO.

Bonus: he has another one with "IV" on the other sleeve. Personally i think it's endearing.

My struggles under the cut

I've tried editing the black and white photo above on my phone, trying to make it more clear and this is what i've got lmao

I've made it hella grainy but hey, at least i could (more or less) see the outline of some of the runes (and make up some new ones in the process lol). Idk why the doodles added later got also saved grainy...

Then I've checked the alphabet for possible choices

And realised it's just 'WORSHIP'. Weeks of asking myself what could that be. And it's. JUST THE EASIEST THING TO GUESS.

Initially i thought there's less letters, but nope. It's 7. It's worship.

#all the photos come from his insta btw i'm too lazy to copy links sorry #sleep token #worshitposting #i am so mad it was that easy and i was too dumb to realise that sooner lmao #TUMBLR STOP POSTING IT WITH PICTURES PUT OUT OF THEIR PLACE CHALLENGE #it took me 3 edits on 2 devices to get the pictures (and read more) right

[artsyunderstudy]

bad news gang im hella cursed

#personal #got into a 7 car pile-up a little over a month ago #car totalled #had to pay a deductible because apparently that shit is complex and i wont get reimbursement for a while from the person who was at fault #because it was SEVEN CARS and they might not even have enough coverage #took weeks but i got a new car #and then today i was driving to work #for only the second time since the first accident occurred #and a cement truck merged into my lane and right into my driver side #took off my door handle and side mirror #and it might be totalled #and if its fucking totalled the car isnt worth what i still owe on it #because i bought it less than a month ago #guys #im so fucking cursed #i am not injured tho sorry i should have put that sooner #dont worry i still have all my bits and bobs #except perhaps my sanity and happiness #cw car accident

[lifemod17]

HAPPY "UNHEARD EP" TO THOSE WHO CELEBRATE!!!

HI I HAVE LISTENED TO THE 'UNHEARD EP' MULTIPLE TIMES NOW SINCE IT DROPPED AT MIDNIGHT I AM NOT DOING WELL THANK YOU FOR ASKING!!!

'Too Sweet' is a personal attack, i hate that im the too sweet person in this... and i know this is him saying HE'S the problem but like.. i feel like I'M the problem hahaha Andrew when i catch you Andrew!!! still 10/10 shaking my ass to this

'Wildflower and Barley': he did warn us a few times that this is so lockdown era coded and yeah besties IT IS. prepare to weep <- whether it be because of the amalgamation of Andrew and Allison Russell's ethereal vocals or the beautiful melodies, or STRAIGHT UP the lyrics. and actually even if you don't cry, they did a REALLY GOOD JOB in making this sound NOSTALGIC and not in a bad way

YALL. WHATEVER YOU THINK 'EMPIRE NOW' SOUNDS LIKE. NO YOU DON'T!!! i sure as fuck DID NOT!! my jaw was ON THE FLOOR. the production is ACTUALLY INSANE I WANT TO THROW UP he was on some Labrinth level type of production!!! and his VOCALS KJHJDHGSFDGKA pure eargasm. i always say it but i'll say it again: mans was made for YELLING

'Fare Well' is so precious my heart is all warm and fuzzy like im making my way out of all the bad shit and seeing sunlight for the first time. he NAILED IT when he said this would have been the 'ascent' out of the circles !! AND THERE'S A REALLY PRETTY LINE it is so simple and cheesy but i love it so much im gonna make a bracelet for it as a reminder <3

#BIG DAY FOR ANNOYING PEOPLE (ME)!!! #hozier #unheard EP #andrew hozier byrne #the man that you are #!!!! #I WILL NOT BE SHUTTING UP ABOUT THIS FOR LIKE 3 BUSINESS DAYS AT LEAST. IM (NOT) SORRY #i would have written my thoughts out sooner but ive just been trying to process that we really did just get FOUR (4) new hozier songs huh?!

[campbyler]

*awkwardly changes the upload date to friday because i thought that’s what it had been the whole time*

#whoopsie so sorry #i am finishing the chapter today and then giving myself a few days to edit so that i’m not scrambling like i always do #however if it’s completely done and edited sooner than friday you’ll get it that day

[barawrah]

modern au 💜 commission for @neurodivernon

#hes taking over my brain . i cannot stop thinking about him #modern au jc u are the world #the au is so fucking sad but um (gestures) #boy gets fucked over in every universe....one day he will be so so happy but for now #he holds his nephew and weeps #and so on . u know #anyway . purple hair three colour eyes jc i am speaking your happiness into the universe sooner than later #itll be ok babygirl #sorry i keep taking canon events and making ur modern version go through them i just think your sopping wet cat energy is glorious #art tag #mdzs #jiang cheng #commission

[ramshackledtrickster]

idrk but i think ubisoft is pro israel so, yeah

Ubisoft is absolutely shit I’m not surprised + I never liked or cared for the company

I looked into it briefly and the first thing to come up for me it looks like a division of them Ketchapp (along with several other video game studios) had put (or as they said “slipped”) extremely violent and graphic pro-Israeli propaganda advertisements into children’s games. (If there’s more lemme know)

https://www.reuters.com/world/graphic-pro-israel-ads-make-their-way-into-childrens-video-games-2023-10-30/

That and they’re still sweeping their terrible workplace practices under the rug, and are consistently racist both in and outside of their game pipeline— and tbh I don’t even know anything else about Ubisoft’s properties outside of ac (which is frustrating bc ac has a lot of anti imperialist themes that are antithetical to those ideologies) but yeah . Not surprised by the company’s and indifference to real world cruelty for profit

So,, yea keep boycotting n sincerely fuck this company

#ubisoft #fuck ubisoft #though the thesis of ac should be anti capitalism and anti colonialism the company it’s made under is anything but and it’s not surprising #it’s a company with an end goal of maximizing profits whats not to expect #if you haven’t yet yeah no more money to em #sorry for not getting to asks sooner

[sopuu]

I like how you draw papyrus :3

every time i hear someone say they like my papyrus i ascend he’s my favourite guy Ever

#asks #sorry for not getting to this sooner i’m still drained from work 😔

[sophiamcdougall]

He claimed there were no songs about hand holding before the Beatles??! He was out here convincing people not even straights could hum a pleasant ditty about holding their sweetheart's hand let alone kissing let alone sex until the year of our Lord nineteen hundred and sixty-fucking four???!! And you believed him??!

#James Somerton #I'm sorry how did this guy get this far #I know the answer is plagiarism but holy fuck how did this not alert people sooner