jackin' in

y’all act like horny on main is some kind of great sin, like cum jokes and jackin off jokes haven’t been the fodder of blogger humor for years. we need to face the real, true shame. kpop on main.


OK CONCERNING THE WHOLE HEADCANON THING IM WRITING THAT PPL KEEP ASKING ME ABT, i was talking to @chompiee abt a ~love confession~ and then @cryptidsp00n abt the aftermath of said confession concerning them kissing

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anonymous asked:

Yo you've got 200 updoots on /r/tumblrinaction

holy shit lol

the comments are all so embarrassing

how do people miss a joke so badly holy shit. arent these the kind of ppl who always talk about “taking things too seriously” ??

anonymous asked:

I guess your post hitting /r/TumblrInAction explains the weird invasive questions earlier. At least one of the guys on that sub now legitimately thinks you "identify as a tape dispenser".

holy FUCK


hc Request: IS IT POSSIBLE I COULD REQUEST A HEADCANON WHERE THE READER IS CUDDLING WITH CHICA? (possibly at a charity livestream etc.) (btw, you are AWESOME)

((thanks love, you’re so sweet!))

-it was just when the livestream started that Chica wanted some attention
-Kathryn was watching the chat and checking donations
-Amy had a handle on the camera
-The guys all sat on the couch just doing their thing
-you were the one that was on the floor, beside the couch, so the lil doggie chose you
-it started off as you two jackin around and playing, the chat found it cute but no one was really interest
-until you had laid down, a few hours later just getting tired, and Chica snuggled up against you, causing you to slowly fall asleep as she did
-it was fine and dandy until that one comment
“Mark look on the floor”
“what why”
“j u s t d o i t”
“alright alright- AWWWW”
-Everyone in the room and the chat DIED from adorableness
-Ethan took a few pictures and posted them on Twitter
-The guys paused what they were doing and everyone just spent the next few minutes to admire you and Chica
-lets just say that you didnt wake up till after the livestream and found out everything from tumblr
“you were just so peacefuuuul”

what do y’all have against problematic characters do y’all expect rps to thrive with 30 neutral goods just baking pies and feeding the homeless doin the same stale ass skinny love angst plots like fuck

EDIT: you know iont even agree with this shit anymore? when i made this post i was runnin with the wrong crowd & looking for validation from the wrong people and most of my opinions were some kinda fucked up because I was (and still am) in the process of learning how to be less shitty so yeah this post is bullshit and i hate that people use it to excuse some pretty vile shit like pedophilia, abuse, incest, racism, nazism etc. so anyways all y’all jackin off to reylo fic and your hydra death eater nazi bullshit talkin bout some “it’s just fiction” can kindly get the fuck off this post & delete while you’re at it thanks

TAZ Nanowrimo: 11/07

Taako loves his magic boy very much. Angus can never, ever know this.

Except, that is, when he needs to hear it. 

General rule of thumb: Taako despises crowds. Fuckin’ hates ‘em. They’re good and dandy when he’s lifted above, spotlight trained on his face and all eyes pinned to his, soaking up every flirtatious wink and every uproarious joke. But being in the middle of them and pressed against all these people shuffling to get on the train, stuffed tight with hundreds of bodies like blades of grass curled and crinkled together in a fist - ugh. No. Hard pass from Taako. Every accidental nudge from passerby and cheerful whoops, excuse me! makes him want to curl into his own jacket and fuckin’ expire. 

The smoke thick and heavy in the air doesn’t help either. Taako’s got one end of his shawl pinned around his mouth, sweeping from his shoulder up to where he’s pinned the delicate fabric against his ear with the feather earring Kravitz gave him. The shawl doesn’t filter much of the smoke, but by Istus it’s something, and Taako will take whatever he can get.

A few years after the Day of Story and Song, Merle doesn’t bother affecting disinterest - he’s failed enough wisdom saves under the influence of his own Zone of Truth that pretending to dislike Angus is an endeavor doomed to fail from the start. He doesn’t ruffle Angus’s hair, because splinters, but he does give the boy a hearty pat on the shoulder and a piece of fatherly advice that makes Angus’s face contort into a truly spectacular combination of hilarity and revulsion.

Behind them, Magnus hefts the last of Angus’s luggage onto the train. It’s an easy task for the hulk of a man, since Angus doesn’t take much on trips. (A bad habit left over from childhood, Taako guesses, though Angus is taking more with him to school now than the stuff he took with him to the Bureau. Which doesn’t say much, ‘cause Ango arrived on the moon with, like, a couple pairs of clothes, an iron, some books, a spare pair of lenses. Now he’s got an entire suitcase stuffed with trinkets and good-luck gifts and three folders full of letters from his family that’s he’s carefully preserved over the years, and gods damn it, Taako is proud of him.)

Taako watches in vague amusement as Magnus unzips Angus’s bags surreptitiously, shuffling Angus off toward Taako while Merle slips yet another bag of sweets into his luggage for Angus to find later. Gods, he loves these idiots, he really does, but they’re dumb as a bag of fuckin’ rocks. Who do they think they’re fooling - the world’s greatest detective? Who’s he supposed to suspect is dropping scones in his bag, the fuckin’ Candlenights bunny?

“Well, this is about it, sir,” says Angus. One of the other kids’ bags falls and takes Merle down with a sound whack. Merle curses it out as Magnus replaces it hastily, looking fervently around himself. 

“Sure is, D’jango,” Taako says without straightening from his post lounging against a nearby column, because his wisdom modifier is enough at level fuckin’ sixteen that he can save against Zones of Truth, thanks very much. “You excited?”

“Very much so!” Angus says. He adjusts his spectacles a little nervously.

Magnus and Merle have scooted away from the luggage compartment, which is now more or less in shambles.  Merle’s patting Magnus’s shoulder as he wipes a tear from his scarred face. Overly sentimental shithouse.

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Heart on the Line (part 13)


You and Bucky had your differences in college, but now you need a place to stay and he needs a roommate, and in order to make ends meet, you two start a phone sex line together.  

“For a Good Time, Call…” AU

author: sugardaddytonystark (formerly buckysbackpackbuckle)
pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
word count: 1141
author’s note: A lot of the dialogue is taken directly from the movie. I just thought you all should be aware. I am not trying to pass it off as my own. ❤

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*These are NOT my audios. All credits go to the actors who made them. Thank you!

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