what is this new tumblr shit

I used to be repulsed when I saw couples being all cute and shit. I guess it was from my icy cold black heart. But, I am finally starting to get it. If you find someone who reciprocates these feelings and doesn’t make you feel bad for liking them, it feels good. I have all these new emotions and feelings I never experienced before because in the past I was so afraid of being vulnerable. I was so afraid of embracing my feelings and expressing myself emotionally. This new way of approaching dating with an open heart has been working out well. Of course, I still have my self-doubts and that things are always too good to be true, but I will just let time pass to see what happens.

I’m probably going to flood my tumblr with all these cutesy shit thoughts. So, if you aren’t down for that, you may wanna unfollow me now. I know, I am repulsed by me too…but also it’s okay because I think he’s cute and I guess I can be cute too. 

I have a lot of 13 and 14 year olds following me so here is a message for them 

  • don’t do drugs even though tumblr makes it look cool
  • mental illness is romanticized on here but please get help if you think you have one
  • even if it looks like everyone knows what their label is it is ok not to know or just not to have one
  • please focus on school but not so hard you have a mental break down every night   
  • Smoking is not cool
  • cutting is not cool get help
  • eating disorders can kill you get help
  • if you think about dying or killing yourself that is not normal and get help
  • if your friends treat you like shit find new ones
  • you do not need to date
  • Being trans is ok
  • having no idea what you want to do with your life is ok
  • never send nudes in is illegal and they can be posted anywheres 
  • dont have sex you don’t understand the risks yet
  • Please stay alive it is worth it

This post has gotten a lot of note and also a lot of tags about how do I get help. If you are school aged talk to a school guidance or adjustment counselor. If you are not sure who is best to talk to in your school you can also ask the office at your school. Go down by yourself or with friends and just say “I am feeling depressed who should I talk to?”. Saying this gets you student confidentiality which means people in the office tell you who to talk to and legal can never talk to another person about it. Now go talk to the person they said to talk to. Please you are worth so much more then you know.

yoi fans be like

Monday - two days to go, no sleep fanfics at 3 am YOUR PRIORITIES IN LIFE ARE FUCKING RUINED

Tuesday - *goes to shop and buys the fattest pack of edible shit there is* generally cries, is not ready for the new episode

Wednesday - FUCKING SHIT CRY WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING TUMBLR IS BURNING, EVERYTHING IS ON FIRE NO ONE KNOWS WHAT IS HAPPENING THE PERCENTAGE OF GAY HAS BEEN RAISED BY AT LEAST 5%

Thursday - go on tumblr, cry, make memes, cry, look at some memes, repeat

Friday - sings History maker at school, cries, is generally deceased

Saturday - ???? fanfics, tears

Sunday - fucking what?? why is it not wednesday????

  • me: I'll just check Tumblr for 5 mins
  • me: *reads 10 new fanfics*
  • me: *follows 15 new accounts*
  • me: *likes all rants concerning shit that shouldn't happen in kpop*
  • me: *reads kaistal theories*
  • me: *reads wings// pathcode theories*
  • time: *passes*
  • me: what tHE FUCK
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Shit happened. All for Fishing Dad.


(I don’t really remember what he said, but, I do remember that he took chocobros dialogues into a whole new level…)

Other Fan Art related to Cry Streams FFXV:

http://peccatoact-metanoia.tumblr.com/post/156377762471/now-that-i-think-about-it-it-might-become-long?is_related_post=1

http://peccatoact-metanoia.tumblr.com/post/156323703745/theres-still-so-much-quotes-tho-i-cant-get-it?is_related_post=1

on one hand the new wave of criticisms of identity politics have made some good points, but on the other hand we can already see what a leftist space with zero identity politics looks like on /leftypol/, and it turns out that it’s pretty bad, they use racial and homophobic slurs just fucking constantly, so like for all it’s flaws at least tumblr-style identity politics and callout culture is an effective bullwark against that shit. maybe there are reforms that could be made, but we definitely shouldn’t do away with idpol entirely.

i’ve always picked up mannerisms from people around me–like—everyone does–but recently i noticed im picking up mannerisms almost exclusively from the sapphic girls around me nice™

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NSFW - Septiplier Smut Fanfiction

This is my first fanfiction on Tumblr, I have a wattpad but I thought, hey why not share it with other people and spread the sin? Hope you enjoy:)


Third Person POV:

Jack entered hell, early Monday morning… wait, I mean school…yeah that’s what I meant…

Anyways, Jack was walking into class, receiving strange looks from the new freshmen at the two lip rings he wore, his gauges, and, of course, his hair, the colour of freshly cut grass. He wasn’t bothered by the looks because, frankly, he couldn’t care less of what everyone else thought, he was happy, so who gives a shit? Despite Jack looking and acting like a badass, he’s kind of a goodie-goodie. He is a straight A student and he has never gotten a detention. He’s also a teacher’s pet, all teachers like him, and Jack is quite proud of both his reputations.

Stepping through the doorway, Jack arrived at his English classroom, smiling at his teacher, Ms. Suzie, before taking his seat, not too close to either the front or back of the room. He didn’t want to look like a bad kid in front of his favorite teacher, but he didn’t want to look like a kiss ass in front of his fellow students.

After taking out his books and two pencils, freshly sharpened, he waited for Ms. Suzie to start today’s lesson. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed Mark walk in, well, shoved in by his friend Wade, both giggling loudly. Letting out an annoyed sigh, Jack watched Mark take a seat in the far back, walking past Jack’s desk, flashing a small smile to the boy before looking away. Confused, Jack just brushed it off. Who gives a shit if the most popular dipshit in school smiled at him, they were probably making fun of him.

*Time Skip To The End Of Class*

Nearing the end of class, Ms. Suzie announced a project out of nowhere, “You will be working in partners, but don’t worry, I saved you all the hassle of choosing!”

Groans could be heard all over the classroom as Jack’s hand bolted into the air.

“Yes Jack?” She asked.

“Can I work alone?”

“No, I’m sorry but this is a partner project, it’s good for all of you to get to know each other and bond over some good ol’ literature!”

Jack sighed as Ms. Suzie began to call out names.

“Felix and Cry, Dan and Phil…” Jack slightly zoned out, almost having a panic attack over the idea of who he might be forced to work with, until he heard his name and he began hyperventilating. “Annnndddd….Jack and Mark! Alright! Try and exchange information and set up a plan for your project in the last 5 minutes!”

Jack’s breath quickened as his anxiety kicked in. ‘Fuck fuck fuck! I have to work with that asshole?!’ Jack thought. A tan hand landing on his desk broke him from his thoughts, the hand, of course, belonging to Mark, a smirk plastered on the red haired boy’s face. His warm brown eyes met Jack’s, stunning baby blue ones.

“Meet me at my house after school, ok?” Mark instructed.

Jack nodded just as the bell rang, and Mark left the classroom.

*After School*

Jack walked to Mark’s house, knowing exactly where it was, frowning as to why. Mark and Jack were best friends in primary school, they were always hanging out, practically connected at the hip, but…something changed. In secondary school Mark started making more friends, and Jack became more and more of a loner. They just drifted apart, and Jack became depressed because of it, but he met someone, Felix, who became friends with him. Now he and Felix are really close, they smoke pot together and hang out all the time, talking about anything. Felix convinced Jack to get all the piercings he loves and just become the person he is today.

What Jack doesn’t know is, Mark was jealous of Felix. Mark absolutely despises the Swede, and he’s become more of a jerk to the both of them. He started picking on them and calling them names all the time. Thus Jack’s hatred for Mark was created. Honestly though, Jack could never hate Mark, he’s always had the smallest of crushes on Mark. Although, he’d never admit it, Jack would jump at the opportunity to  hang out with Mark again, just like they used to. Jack wants to play video games and goof around like the good ol’ days! Sure, he can do that with Felix, but it’s not the same.

Arriving at Mark’s house, backpack slung loosely over his left shoulder, Jack rang the doorbell, hesitantly. After a few loud thumps, possibly of someone running down the stairs, Mark answered the door. His hair was messy and he wore an oversized red football jersey and some jeans that, not that Jack was looking, emphasized his bulge, quite nicely. A slight blush appeared on Jack’s pale face while he looked the jock up and down, noticing how attractive he looked.

Smirking at the way Jack’s eyes scanned his body, Mark spoke, “My eyes are up here, Jack.”

The Irishman’s face turned bright red as he cleared his throat awkwardly, looking to the pale grey pavement, “S-sorry, let’s just work on the project, alright?”

Rolling his eyes playfully, Mark led Jack into his house, “Feel free to grab a drink or anything. I figured we could work up in my room..?”

“Whatever you want, Mark. Whatever gets me out of here faster.”

Mark frowned a bit, hurt by the statement before brushing it off and smiling again, “Don’t act like I’m such a nuisance, Jack, we used to be pals, remember?”

“Of course I remember those terrible times,” Jack joked, following Mark up the stairs.

“Whatever, you know you liked hanging out with me,” Mark stated, flopping down onto his bed, leaving enough space for Jack to sit beside him, which Jack did.

Jack pulled out his notes, flipping through, “Whatever, I guess they weren’t terrible memories.”

“You loved me, remember? We were best friends forever?”

“I guess forever doesn’t last very long..” Jack muttered, quiet enough so Mark could barely hear him.

“Remember when we kissed?” Mark asked, looking at the boy’s face turn pink.

“Don’t talk about that…”

“So you do remember, and I do too. I also recall you enjoying it.”

“I think you did too, Mark,” Jack said, trying to turn on him a bit, still flipping through his notebook, licking at his lip rings nervously.

“Maybe a little..” Mark said, noticing Jack’s nervous habit, biting his lip.

'Why does he have to be so cute?!’ Mark wondered.

“So shut up, we both liked it.”

After a moment of slightly awkward silence, Mark spoke up, “Didn’t we agree to do it again?”

Jack’s eyes widened, “Y-yeah..”

“But we never did..”

“No, we didn’t..”

“Perhaps we should then..? I’m a man of my word, Jack.”

Mark sat up, noticing the way Jack blushed, smiling at how adorable and nervous he was, “Would you want to do it again?”

“B-but we’re supposed to be working on the project…not kissing.”

“C'mon Jack, you know you want to..”

“Mark we’re supposed to be working..”

“Don’t be a pussy!”

“Fine!” Jack grabbed Mark’s face, kissing him deeply.

It took him a moment to realize what he just did, making him pull back when he did.

“I-I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have-”

Mark quieted the Irishman by connecting their lips once again, the cold metal from Jack’s piercings touching his lips, making him smirk. Mark always thought Jack’s piercings made him way hotter.

Jack kissed back, making the Half-Korean boy smirk, moving his lips faster while resting his hand on Jack’s thigh, rubbing slightly on his black skinny jeans. The small boy was the first to break the kiss.

“Mark we can’t, we have to work on the project..”

“I don’t care about the project, I want you.”

Jack blushed as Mark slowly pushed him back on the bed, kissing him roughly. Slowly, Mark inched his hand up the Irishman’s shirt, making Jack shiver from his touch. Mark’s lips moved to Jack’s neck as he began sucking and nibbling on his pale flesh, gently. A small moan escaped the small boy’s lips, making him cover his mouth quickly.

“Don’t be shy, you sound pretty when you moan,” Mark complimented, pecking the small boy on the lips before sucking on his jawline.

“M-Mark…” Jack whimpered.

“I swear to god if you say one more thing about the project-”

“N-no I want you to do something for me..”

“Oh, of course, what is it?”

“I want you to fuck me..” Jack said, softly, blushing and looking away.

Mark grinned, “Gladly.”

Mark pulled off his shirt revealing his honey coloured abs. Jack blushed and looked him over. Grinning, Mark kissed Jack, licking at the piercings on his bottom lip, asking for entrance. Easily enough, Jack granted the red haired boy access to his mouth, feeling his tongue travel his mouth. Deciding he wanted to stop taking his sweet ass time, Mark began to palm Jack through his jeans. Moans and whimpers filled the room, thank god Mark’s mom isn’t coming home for a few hours.

“Fuck, Mark~”

Grinning, Mark pulled away, “Take off your clothes.”

Jack blushed and stood up, noticing Mark watching him, waiting intently. Slowly, Jack pulled off his shirt, dropping it to the floor. Next came his jeans, which he inched down his waist very slowly. Mark enjoyed the show but noticed Jack was still in his boxers.

“Well..?” Mark questioned, in a slightly impatient manner. “Aren’t you going to finish? I told you to undress.”

“A-all the way?” Jack’s eyes widened as Mark nodded.

Shyly, Jack slid off his boxers, in an extremely slow manner. Soon enough, Jack’s boxers hit the floor and his half-hard cock was released, making Mark’s dick twitch in his jeans.

“Good boy, looks like you can follow orders.”

The praise made Jack harder than he was, but why? He loves praise.

“You like when I tell you you’re a 'good boy’? Someone’s got a praise kink, huh?” Mark grinned. “Lay down on you back.”

Jack did as he was told, watching Mark stand up and unzip his pants, pulling them off. Feeling even more turned on, Jack began to slowly jerk himself off. Mark pulled off his boxers, his cock springing free. Then, Mark noticed Jack pleasuring himself.

“Did I tell you you could touch yourself?” Mark’s dominant voice made him pull his hands back from his cock, nervously, shaking his head. “Good boy, don’t ever touch yourself without permission, or daddy will have to punish you, baby boy.”

Mark’s warning made Jack bite his lip, while Mark referring to himself as 'daddy’ made him hornier. Jack also enjoyed the nickname, 'baby boy’ was both cute and very hot.

Their lips rejoined, Mark beginning to palm Jack once again.

“F-Fuck, Mark~”

“Ah ah ah,” Mark corrected. “Be a good baby boy and call me 'daddy’”

“Yes daddy,” Jack whimpered. “I’m a good boy, see?”

“Yes you are, you’re such a good boy, Jack.” Mark stated, starting to jerk Jack off while nibbling on the smaller boy’s collar bone.

“Daddy, please~” Jack moaned.

“Mm, please what, baby boy?”

“Fuck me.”

“Only if you beg for me.”

“B-but, daddy,” Jack whined, feeling Mark release his cock.

“Beg, slut.”

“Fuck, please daddy, fuck me! I want your huge cock inside me! Please, I’ve been a good boy for you, daddy! Please fuck me!”

Mark grinned, flipping the Irishman onto his stomach, taking in the view of his perfect little bum, “Do you want daddy to stretch you?”

Thinking for a moment, Jack shook his head. He knew he enjoyed the pain he received while being fucked before being stretched. Sure, he had only fucked a few times, his first time with Felix, but he knew what he liked.

“Are you sure? It’s going to hurt a little..”

“Please just do it daddy, I can’t wait much longer, I need your thick cock inside my tight hole, please!”

Well, Mark couldn’t deny Jack what he wanted. He wanted to please the small punk boy the best he could. Unsure of the next time he’d be able to fuck the boy, Mark decided he’d better make the most of this opportunity. Spreading the boy’s legs a bit, Mark aligned his cock with the his hole, preparing to thrust into him.

Giving a small warning, Mark pushed inside Jack, quickly. Whimpers and winces escaped the Irishman’s lips. Mark gave him almost no time to get used to his size before he began thrusting in and out of Jack, quickly. Jack was overwhelmed by pain, so much pain that it began to seem pleasurable. Soon enough, the punk boy began to moan as the jock thruster faster.

“Daddy! Fuck, faster, harder, please~!”

Doing as requested, the red haired male began to thrust harder and faster. Jack felt he was reaching his high, attempting to warn Mark in between moans.

“Daddy, I’m g-gonna….I’m c-close~”

“Me too baby boy,” Mark said, aiming his cock in different directions, trying to hit that one spot that would make Jack scream for him.

Then, he hit it. Jack came as if on command.

“F-Fuck, DADDY~!”

Hearing Jack scream for him made Mark cum almost instantly. A warm sensation filled Jack’s rear before he felt Mark pull out of him. Both of them were panting and laying on their backs on Mark’s bed, smiling like idiots.

“H-how was that?” Mark breathed out.

“Amazing.”

“Good, then we’ll have to do t again sometime.”

“Definitely.”

“I am a man of my word, I hope you are, too.”

“Of course, I would jump at an opportunity to do this again.”

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So… this happened this morning…

What can I say? I’m a little astounded, but also really appreciative: to those who’ve been here from the beginning, those who jumped on somewhere in the middle, and all of you who just got here. Whatever brought you, thanks for being here.

Thanks to all of you who have stuck around through the evolution of this blog and who put up with the randomness - memery, my life, political shit, nerdery, my love life, my cosplays, sewing, and other art, rants, cute stuff, pretty things, a sudden and new love affair with aesthetic posts…

Tumblr is such a weird beast, but somehow one of the places I feel most free to be myself. I’m so grateful to have met so many people through this site … anyway, I’ll cut this off.

Suffice to say, you guys are all made of awesomesauce. Thanks for being along for the ride.

what’s up knitters of tumblr? im new to the whole knitting thing and i dont know shit. this bog is basically a sideblog to @ nebblets or at least anything involving that bc the name changes every holiday… atm its @yulenebblets. the only thing i can make are weird fingerknit patches of ugliness but i intend to learn!

anyway i need some people to follow so yknow.. Reblog if:
- u post knitting in general
- references
- just crafts (sewing n stuff) in general bc thats what ill dump here too
- any other cool knitting stuff

I’ll check u out👌
yknow.. seeyall idk..

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i’ve recently gotten a new tablet but because my current tablet is perfectly fine and currently unusable, i’ve decided to GIVE IT AWAY!! back to school and all that! yeah!

you will receive one (1) wacom bamboo fun tablet! which is actually a discontinued brand of tablet (i’ve had it a really long time guys) BUT the wacom software can be downloaded onto any computer (it works with my current windows 10!) and works with any wacom tablet!

THE RULEZ

  • you don’t need to follow me but hey, i’m cool and maybe you’ll get somethin extra who knows!
  • try to keep it fair, but you can reblog and like as many times as you like!
  • you need to be alright with sending me your address
  • i’m happy to send it anywhere in the world, but if it’s ridiculously expensive, i might need a bit of help sending it to you!

the end of this giveaway will be 31st OCTOBER! cus i love halloween!

ALRIGHT! have fun, good luck, and send any questions if you have them!

Our Deal Ch.1 (Trixya) - Tati

A/N: Hey guys! So this is a new AU I had to work on after seeing the prompt on tumblr. I’m testing the waters. Trixie and Katya are cis girls. I’d love to get any feedback/critiques. Shoutout to Zula for being my beta, go read her fics if you haven’t already! Also, I have a sideblog [[ @jigsawwrites ]] for my writing and shit so if anyone wants to chat or anything, hmu.

Keep reading

In a move I’ve never done before, I’m looking for some new people to follow, so if you’re the kind of person that posts/reblogs

- Pokemon
- Fire Emblem
- Final Fantasy (especially Tactics)
- Bravely Default/Second
- General memery
- Stuff that’s cute

Reblog or like this so maybe I can find your shit and give it a look?

Jimin Twitter (5/7)

Snapchat Jin Tumblr Yoongi Periscope Namjoon Viner Hoseok | Twitter Jimin |Youtuber Taehyung Instagram Jeongguk

  • Started off on Tumblr with a super aesthetic blog which everyone loves then he started posting selfies and everyone died bc !!!! park jimin !!!!!
  • He kind of got sick of tumblr and started looking around for new social medias and he quite liked instagram but in the end decided the theme wasn’t worth it because he had Jeongguk breathing down his neck ‘god Jimin you can’t post that it looks like absolute shit
  • Moved to twitter because he liked being able to put his thoughts out to the world faster and be able to read people’s thoughts on what he’s saying and reply and talk to them
  • Also finds it rly good for shit posting and roasting
  • Now he only uses tumblr sometimes for like 4am shit posting like “do you think crabs understand that they don’t have hands? They have claws? Do you think they kNOW?” and Yoongi with reply “what the actual fuck”
  • KING OF SELFIES
  • Literally every 3rd tweet is either a selfie or a link to something his friends r doing
  • Has had so many memes made about him
  • “BUT WHY YOONGI?”
  • “You just have a very meme-able face”
  • He’s so gorgeous everyone thirst follows him because he always looks so good
  • but they stick around for the amazing personality
  • Posts rly relevant memes/articles as well
  • He’s really nice to most people like a total sweetheart until you become good friends with him or piss him off
  • K I N G of clapbacks
  • Loves to roast people like he’s always lowkey trying to start shit with his friends as he thinks it’s SO funny
  • “Taehyung you look like my big toe”
  • “Damn BITCH i was abt to ask if u wanted to do a mukbang with me but guess what? I’m going to ask Hoseok now. Fuck you.” 
  • Literally the saltiest
  • Posts bad pictures of Jin randomly just to piss him off
  • Tries to avoid commenting on Important Social Issues™ as he doesn’t want to upset anybody apart from Trump. He talks MAD shit about Trump. 
  • He also dances in hoseok’s vines/youtube videos a lot bc boy got moves
  • In conclusion twitter!jimin is hilarious and a cutie who loves to mess around with his friends as a way of showing them that he loves them wHICH HE DOES A lot
My schedule on yoi Wednesday
  • 7 AM: Wake up. Realise it's Yuri on Ice day
  • 8 AM: Take the bus. Think about what's gonna happen in the new episode.
  • 9 AM: First class. Starting to make theories.
  • 10 AM: Second class. Starting to get anxious because what if shit happens???
  • 11-12 AM: End of first class and lunch time. Endless scrolling in the yoi tag on tumblr.
  • 1 PM: Third class.Thinking about the Otp™.
  • 2-3 PM: Last class. Getting really impatient.
  • 4 PM: Class has ended a while ago. Looking a little bit at spoilers. Getting really excited.
  • 4.30 PM: I arrive at my house. I finally watch the new episode.
  • 5 PM: Screaming
  • 6 PM: Screaming while eating
  • 7 PM: Screaming while rewatching the episode
  • 8 PM: Screaming while being on tumblr
  • 9 PM: Screaming while wacthing tv
  • 10 PM: Screaming while reading
  • 11 PM: Screaming while going to sleep
  • *Repeat every Wednesday*