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glutko · 10 months

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New Yorkers in Times Square looking up in horror as one of the billboards starts to display Captain Olimar shaking his ass

#not corruption #pikmin #this just happened

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oldfangirl81 · 3 months

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Sam was a little odd by Metropolis standards. At least once a day people asked when she was moving to Gotham. And yeah, it was a city she felt more at home in however Metropolis University offered a full ride.

Her parents hadn't taken her coming out as pansexual too well so Sam refused their money. They were getting better slowly. Still to make rent money she worked at a coffee shop close to campus. But didn't get along with most of her coworkers.

One manager in particular had been giving her problems. Tucker offered to wreck the guy's credit score. Danny offered to send Cujo to haunt him. Jazz offered to help her find an employment lawyer. Elle offered to punch him.

Sam had turned down all offers of help before. Until he really started spreading ugly rumors about her. One had even got her questioned by Metropolis PD.

Then she spotted a joke about how going super Goth can involve sentient hand butlers. That's when she asked a favor from her Ghost King friend.

On the next shift with Chip things were going okay. It had been a pretty quiet day so far. The only customers were to college guys, one kept sneaking sips of energy drinks between coffee sips. He also kept getting caught each time by his friend.

Just then in the door came a glowing green hand carrying a Wonder Woman lunch box.

"WHAT THE FUCK!?!" Yelled Chip.

Over in the corner Tim whispered to Connor. "You see the glowing green hand without a body attached or do I need more sleep?"

"Both things are true." He whispered back to the tired man.

"Oh thanks, Noun. I can't believe I forgot my lunch." Sam took the lunch box and gave the glowing hand a pat.

"That's yours!?! Of course it is. What is it doing here?"

"Obviously bringing me the lunch I forgot."

"And why do you have it?"

"Because I'm just that Goth."

#fic prompt #dp x dc #sam manson #i dunno #this just happened #dp has infected my brain again

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girls-and-guts · 4 months

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what if i was traumatized outcast girl , addict, with an absent mother and you were a repressed, surly boy with daddy issues and we became the sole providers for a group of girls that tried to eat you once and i cut a ring of your dead dads finger for you, then i asked you to stay, and then your brother got lost and we spent months looking for him in the freezing cold while trying to find food so i made you think he died to save you the pain but then he’s alive but i get picked to be sacrificed by the spirit of the place we are trapped in and you save me even though you’re mad and your brother dies in my place and then you have to eat his heart and we eat him to survive and i become queen of this messed up wild cult and then we promise to live the rest of our lives because that can’t have all been for nothing .

what if.

#yellowjackets #esme stupid post #natalie scatorccio #i love them so much #travis martinez #travis x natalie #they’re my babies #travnat #slightly unhinged #this just happened #showtime yellowjackets

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goldengay49 · 4 months

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Arizona: oh— this? It’s a skin condition

California: just put moisturizer on it

Arizona: it’s not that simple

*later that night*

Arizona: *puts moisturizer on it*

*skin gets better quickly

Arizona: WHAT THE FU—

#wttt #wttt fandom #welcome to the table #welcome to the statehouse #wttt california #wttt headcanons #wttt fanfic #wttt texas #wttt florida #wttt new york #wttsh #wttsh california #wttsh arizona #wttt arizona #this just happened

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redflagshipwriter · 2 months

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It's half past ten pm, I looked up and saw a dog in my bedroom, silently haunting me like a little white Victorian ghost. I shouted, "why are you here? Why are you here?"

She ran off but it's important for you to understand: I don't have a dog. A dog does not live in my house.

What does live in my house, however, is a fucking terrible cat who can and will unlock and open doors. I hate that. Biscuit needs a better hobby. I can't believe my cat let a dog into my house.

(I know where the dog came from dw, she came here because she's nosy, not bc she's a violent criminal. Although she is a thief, by the way)

#im not joking #this just happened #Biscuit Bagel (cat's last name is redacted) is a bad little man!!!

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cuethediscoandthedrinks · 1 year

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ok but, na'vi and forced mating/bonding via the queue

[rape/cnc]

it's not uncommon for not all na'vi to find a mate, or likewise naturally incline towards a specific kind of person. especially as the mating season happens every year, there are periods in which na'vi lack a specific mate; erotic-laden desperation ensues, and suddenly it's no longer a personality thing.

when they're deep in the almost painfully-arousing, all-connected natural world, experiencing a heat like never before, some na'vi only need another beating heart and mind to form a bond.

usually during the mating season, it's often likely that there'll be many a coupling between two strangers; wracked in the urge to breed, their heat clouding all sense of morality and reasonable judgement

that's when these things happen. it's worth keeping in mind that on pandora, the clans and na'vi communities uphold their own ethical and social principles. therefore the human taboo of rape, or murky consent isn't quite the same on the blue planet

for the na'vi, the concept of forced breeding, like that of many other forms of their culture, parallels the rest of mother nature. when there's an overpopulation of males, like any other species of animal, it's unsurprisingly common for a male na'vi, swept up in his all-pervading urge to mate to find alternatives to stereotypical pairings, such as those based on mutual attraction

any female na'vi of breeding age, and a fully-developed tsaheylu bond becomes a possible mate; he'll observe her when she's sat around the communal fire, helping with necessary chores throughout the day, or supporting the mothers in the care of their babies and children, but once she's on her own, he'll hunt her down.

bow in hand, light-footed as she scampers and leaps under low-hanging vines, over unearthed thickened roots, and crawls up onto a nearby rock; it's valuable to remember that all na'vi of breeding age endure the throes of heat during the season, including females

the only real difference, is that unlike the females' natural inclination to seek safety in numbers with their fellow mothers and siblings (especially during the season, as being caught alone almost always ensures forced breeding), the males yearn to catch a stray female na'vi, pussy swollen, vaginal walls throbbing in secret heat; so much slick wetness gathers that it can only drip and leak out onto her thighs

the potency of her arousal, rich with that sweet, specific essence only made by her, it reaches almost every male na'vi who's yet to have found a mate. they'll follow her, and track her as they would a fresh meal or animal to tame; once he finds her, he'll swiftly clasp a hand over her mouth, silencing any alarmed yelps or whimpers

he'll shove her to the ground, resting all his weight onto her back; intertwining his legs with hers, resting his strong, lithe blue fingers across her cheek, pushing her face into the soft grass beneath her. in spite of her shocked whines and squeals, he'll reach back for his cord, bringing it down to her exposed queue resting against her shoulders. interconnecting against her will, and clouded by heat, he'll have no hesitation to form the bond by force; eyes clenching shut at the intrusion, she'll cry from his movements, but he's too preoccupied with the need to mate, to care

he'll pry her legs apart, taking no time in thrusting his swollen, pulsating cock into her unused opening. she'll let him with as much resisting as possible, but there's really no choice. her hips will buck up in shame-stained pleasure, because despite not wanting it in her heart, her body keens in need for this new, addictive touch. and in a flash, his gruff grunts and gasps of unrestrained pleasure, and his firm grips on her hips and neck will cease;

in pursuit of the final pumps of his hot, viscous seed deep inside her, he'll stay still for the next few seconds, bucking up and coaxing out any excess cum. soon after he'll let her go, only for her to weakly whimper in defeat; hesitant to move after the ruthless assault to her still clenching, but now sticky and filled up pussy. the loud groans and hisses from his movements fade out; instead the sounds of him catching his breath, and her little weeps in both arousal and humiliation fill the now empty space

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masonmtxo · 11 months

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Imagine being on a long transfer from the airport to the villa you have rented for the week. You’d woken up at 4am to get the airport, both of you exhausted by the time you bundle into the awaiting car at the other end, Mason having helped the driver load your suitcases into the boot, telling you to hop straight in

As you watch out the window, other cars simply a blur as they pass, you hear movement to your right, turning to see your boyfriend slipping his phone into his shorts pocket. With his hands now empty, his palm naturally gravitates to your thigh, the feeling of his hand against your skin one of the most comforting you know. You place your hand over his, slowly stroking over the soft skin, tracing patterns as you continue to watch the scenery pass in a flash.

It was only a matter of minutes before you hear the deepening of his breathing, a tell tale sign he had fallen asleep, a sound so familiar to you that you almost hadn’t noticed the change in his breaths. You smiled and internally shook your head in amusement, his ability to fall asleep just about anywhere continued to astound you, turning your head to look at him as quiet snores broke the silence inside the otherwise silent car.

For some reason, whilst asleep, he was his most beautiful to you. Maybe it was the way he always looked so content, soft eyelashes resting against his freckled cheeks, pink lips slightly pouted as he let out little puffs of air. Your smile turned to one of amusement to one of pure love and affection, delicately reaching with the hand the wasnt occupied soothing over his, to carefully shift his head onto your shoulder, not wanted him to get a tight neck as he slept. You heard him grumble into your ear quietly, his sleep only disturbed for a moment before his nostrils filled with your scent, lulling him back to sleep as he nuzzled as far into your warm neck as he could.

#mason mount #this just happened #idk how or why #but here you go.

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thesargasmicgoddess · 11 months

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Don't you hate it when you show up for a zoom meeting and wonder why you're the only one there?....