#Fuck you im not freestyling that shit

[nynyhaha]

How different Phantom troupe members would hit you with a car

starting off the classic way-Shizuku

Uvo: takes it literally

Shal: controls the man controlling the car

Kortopi: makes a car extra for you🥰

Feitan & Phinks - Fuck the car we got this instead

Made this recently and the universe decided I can’t be trusted with vehicles (failed driving exam)

the troupe would bully me so hard. “those documented losers need licenses 🤣🤣😭😭💀🗣🥹🤚”

[abbysreal-wife]

Streamer!Ellie hcs

little notes!:: okay bro. This is like brainrotted to the MAX. And also, why have I not been writing for Abby? Guys I’m scared

what you should be expecting from these hcs!:: ALOT of brainrot, cursing, slang words, little like twitch comments and TikTok comments aswell (I love that.)

THIS IS INSPIRED BY @welostheplot HEAVILY. I read stream sniped this morning😮‍💨fye

Sybau: shut yo bitch ass up

Sylau: shut yo lame ass up

Syfm: shut your fucking mouth

Translation for you.:)

Streamer!Ellie who uses the word “clip” religiously. Every where she goes it’s just clip, clip, clip.

Streamer!Ellie who calls herself the most talented, charismatic, charming, funniest , mind blowing, breathtaking human being on ever whenever she wins on Fortnite.

Streamer!Ellie who’s so horribly bad at flirting it should be illegal.

Streamer!Ellie whose chat teases her almost everyday because of it.

“Are you the square root of 64? Cause you a 8”

idkijsworkhere (mod): ITS “CAUSE YOU ATE” FUCKING IDIOT

ichewonpaper: bro used the corniest pickup line and STILL said it wrong, get a load💀

elliesbiggesthater: yall hearing ts?

g0ld3ney3zz: im actually crying wtf did this girl just say?

onemillionandone: SYBAU TWIN🥀😭

dymnds: generational fumble

Streamer!Ellie who posted a disgustingly cringy thirst trap on TikTok and regretted forever.

@Iluvhoney.mustard: who girl is this?💀💔

@elliesglazer: omg Ellie spit on me

@user.0103837377336: me reading the #wlw

@addieluvvvvvvv: im straight im straight im straight im straight im straight.. im gay?..

@user.678735803874: 🥰🥰🥰

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Streamer!Ellie who when she first introduced her girlfriend (you), the chat went CRAZY.

elliesrealgf: SHE STOLE MY GFFFF😕💔💔

idkijsworkhere (mod): GUYS STOP TYPING SO FAST I CAN ONLY DELETE MESSAGES SO QUICK😭

g0ld3ney3zz: HOW TF DID YOU PULL THIS LEGENDARY, MYTHICAL GIRL DUDE

mattnumberfive: I could change your gfs sexuality in a heartbeat

idkijsworkhere replied to mattnumberfive: btw you’re talking to THE Ellie, syfm twin🥀😭

taylorrrwhoo: SHES SO GORGEOUS OMG PLEASEEEEE

lanadelreyyyyy: TWO BAD BITCHES AT THE SAME DAMN TIME👅👅👅

Streamer!Ellie whose brain short circuits whenever she hears your voice on vc when playing Fortnite.

“Ellie come here and revive me they just teamed up”

Instead of running to you her movements stopped as she stared at the screen blankly.

“ELLIE REVIVE ME!” you finally yelled a little bit louder in the mic

“oh shit sorry babe.”

lazyeyedho: dude is your gf a siren or some shit why’d you get memorized for a moment😭🥀🥀

ilikecorndogsss: REVIVE HER NOW

elliesdirtyconverse: patheic masc alert!!‼️

gblond (mod): you embrass us lesbians

Streamer!Ellie whose fanbase is so unbelievably funny it should be illegal.

“Alright chat, let’s see what edits we have in store today!” She gleaned scrolling through the “EDIZ” channel.

i.fartet: okay Ellie….. here’s a REAL edit. No shit this time.

“Okay fartet… you better not disappoint.”

TikTok video! (All creds go to the amazing editor!)

“mods ban this kid.”

Streamer!Ellie who makes up random freestyles mid stream.

“Mmm, aye, look, I got hoes.. calling, my hotline… I got…”

You smashed the space bar pausing the ear bleeding beat. The sudden movement startling Ellie.

“Let’s stick to Fortnite”

idkijsworkhere (mod): SHE SAID LETS STICK TO FORNITE😭🙏🙏🙏

elliesbiggesthater: CLIP THIS SHIT BRO IM ROLLINGGGG

gblond (mod): SYLAU TWIN😭🙏

hoforelliewilliams: CLIPPED CLIPPED CLIPPEDDDD

girlfromspace: “hoes? Hotline?” Holy Ian xxl freestyle 💔

Streamer!Ellie who bought fake framed glasses and literally can’t go one stream without them making an appearance.

idkijsworkhere (mod): yo Ellie, get RID of the glasses unc🥀

ellieswife replied to idkijsworkhere: dem bitches glued to her mf face

Streamer!Ellie who puts up the middle finger every time she dies in Fortnite

Streamer!Ellie who has a black shiesty and NEVER takes that shit off.

elliesbiggesthater:take that thing off

onemillionandone: came into stream just to tell you to take that damn shiesty AWF

elliesdirtyconverse: nah keep it on im almost there.

Streamer!Ellie who swears up and down that she could beat minecraft in 30minutes

Agian, VERY inspired by @welostheplot I love this girls work like omg please..

@lluxentzz @graciedollie @korn-dawg @blond3slut @ellieswife4ever @ellies-moth-to-a-flame @ellies-real-wife @ellieshothousewife @mars4hellokitty @doodl3wr1t3s @vyeris @mewl3tte @lolitalovess @look-me @cloudyorgy @starlightles2

[suh-lee]

' fuck you... fuck you. ' - thanos

𐔌♯ pairing — dom thanos x sub amab!reader

𐔌♯ warnings — smut mdni , slight feminization , blowjob (reader receiving) , drug usage (+ peer pressure) , cursing, implied korean speaking (stuff intended to be english will be italicized) , 'boy' used for reader, cockwarming mention

𐔌♯ word count — -1.7k

𐔌♯ authors note — hi.. had a small depressive episode so i halted my writing.. uhm.. anyways we are so back! and small note.. i literally do not know anything about drugs.. most of the substance use was written with a small amount of research.. if it isnt accurate please imagine it is..

you fucking hated it here. you didn't know where you were, what you were doing, or even the true nature of the other 455 players with you.

anybody could be planning anything against you.. at any time.. anywhere... and you just had no way of knowing.

you knew this was a bad attitude to have when you had nobody else to rely on at the moment, but you just couldn't help the feelings of doubt and possible betrayal.

everyday, as the other players went to grab their small portions of food, you just sat on one of the many bunkbeds and stared, trying to observe everyone possible.

"hey pretty boy," you heard someone say from the floor.

it was that bitch with the highlighter purple hair, thanos. you found him anything less than unendearing. thanos had a habit of constantly breaking out in a freestyle rap.. and they were never really good. as well as seeming to pick fights with everyone there.

yup, he was definitely not the person who you would try to become allies, or even friends, with, even if you were desperate here.

you tried your best to ignore him, continuing to stare off into the lines of people.

"hey bitch!" thanos yelled, "i'm talking to you!"

a soft groan escaped your lips as you slowly moved your head down to look at him, standing like an idiot on the floor.

"what?!" you said in a snappy tone, to which he responded with a smirk.

"i liked you better when you were quiet." he mumbled, climbing up the metal latter to the many bunk beds, finally reaching the one you were on a plopping down.

the slightest look of disgust was on your face as you stared him down, getting a glance of every small detail about him. "are you high?" you mumbled, noticing his bloodshot eyes and overly shaky hands.

"why, pretty boy? ya want some?" thanos said, a smirk placed on his face as he started to reach into the sweater of his tracksuit, where you assumed (more hoped) was where he hid the drugs.

"no, im fine." you spoke in a stern tone.

"awh! you're no fun." he frowned, pulling out a detailed cross-shaped necklace. he turned his head to make sure nobody else was around before lifting the top on the necklace, revealing a small collection of drugs of multiple colors. "....you sure?" he asked in a cocky tone. "c'mon man!! live a little!" he said a little louder than you would have liked.

"fuck you." you mumbled, rolling your eyes off to the side. you looked around at the people in the room, letting out a loud sigh. your gaze looked the purple-haired man up and down, "fine. give me one."

"shit?! yo.. i knew you'd come through!" he said, taking a pill out of the cross necklace and quickly putting it in your palm. "it's crazy strong though. like man."

you placed the colored pill into your mouth, confused if you should swallow or let it dissolve, but you chose the latter. the version of you that existed before participating in these games would've never dreamed of taking a drug... but here you were.

thanos stared at you, a look of anxious excitement placed on his face. the both of you made eye-contact with another blankly, waiting for the effects of the drug to hit you.

..and.. it finally did.

"holy shit.." you managed to mumble. the feeling of hunger in your body was lifted with the drug, as well as the feeling of stress. your mind felt float-y, even causing your body to do the same, even as you sat perfectly still.

"it's strong.. right?" he said as his eyes watched you."

"..yeah.. god.."

"it's not very beginner friendly.. but it'll definitely make this place more fuckin' bearable." he mumbled, scooting a little closer to you.

"how'd you know i was a beginner?" you asked, looking at him with disbelief.

"ay, pretty boy. let's be for real now." thanos started off, "your whole body language is fuckin' rookie if i've ever seen one.. you didn't even know what the fuck to do with the pill."

a sigh escaped your lips as he spoke, "how the fuck does anybody put up with you?" to which thanos chuckled.

"i dunno.. you seem to be doin' a damn good job at it though."

"fuck you." you mumbled, staring at him.

you guys talked for a while as the substance reached it's high in your body. after the conversation, you seemed to be able to tolerate thanos more... even throughout his annoying ass tactics. he seemed to have a difficult time before coming here.. as did you. a light was revealed in thanos with said conversation. one that you were shocked about.

you saw... an attractive male. you definitely couldn't deny that he was a physically attractive man, but you've seen more into his actual persona, and you like it. a lot.

"yo." he finally mumbled, "i'm not gonna deny this.. you're fuckin' pretty. like shit."

"you literally called me 'pretty boy'."

"c'mon man! you don't need to expose me like that." he said, a slight joking tone was hidden under his words.

you guys sat in silence for what could only feel like hours. you leaned a little closer to him.

"can i.. kiss you?" was the only thing you could say, it coming out of your mouth as a whisper.

thanos stared at you in shock, a moment of silence went on, almost making you regret asking, before a small nod appeared on thanos' face.

his gaze glanced around the room, making sure all of the eyes were off you guys before the both of you leaned into each other.. your lips quickly connecting. he put his right hand on the back of your head. it grabbing your (slightly) outgrown hair in a way that was somewhat comforting. your lips kissed, the both of you waiting before bringing your tongues into it. your lips simply sat on each others... until they didn't. thanos lightly bit your bottom lip, asking you to open your lips without actually asking you too. you waited a minute before doing so, his tongue slowly slipping into your mouth, and vise versa. the kiss still seemed slow, so you decided to pick up the speed of your tongue. thanos matched the speed of your tongue causing your arms to swing from the sheets on the bed to his back. your arms tightly wrapped around his torso as his other hand slid to your waist, it lightly rubbing up and down.

thanos waited a moment and carefully slid his cold hand under the fabric of your clothes. he continued to rub his hand against your skin, the icy touch of his fingers sending a shiver down your spine. you pulled away from the kiss and stared at him.

"your eyes.. they're pleading.." he said with a small laugh, his hand trailing up under your top. he did so slowly, the grazing of his fingers making your breath's speed to decrease. his hand stopped on the left side of your chest.

thanos leaned into your ear and whispered, "what a small and perky tit..." he said with a smirk on his face before pulling away and starting to fidget with the nipple.

you never thought having your chest referred to in a way commonly used for females would turn you on... but here you were.. your dick was rapidly getting hard, it slightly poking out through the fabric of your sweatpants.

this movement did not go unnoticed by thanos, his gaze slipping from your face to your pants. he let his hand slide out from under your shirt and placed it on the hem of the tracksuit pants. they were carefully tugged down, just enough to reach the end of your boxers. he placed his hand on your boxers now, looking at you for confirmation that you wanted this, and all you could do was quickly nod. you adjusted yourself to be completely laying down on the bunkbed, as he adjusted himself to hover above your pelvic area. he nodded before pulling your boxers down and watching your dick pop out almost immediately. he teasingly flicked it, receiving a whine from you.

"..how responsive." he teased before placing his mouth on the tip of it.

thanos slowly moved his head downward on your dick, stopping right before he reached your testicles. he looked up at you, before lifting his head up and slamming it back down onto your dick. he continued this a few times, having you quietly whimpering.

you watched his head lift up to look you in the eye, your dick making a 'pop!' sound as his mouth went off of it. "hey. you gotta be quiet, man!" he exclaimed in a hush tone. "the fuck you think that pissy old man's gonna do if he sees this!" he said, clearly referring to player 001. the man who had stopped him from beating up a player.

"sorry." you mumbled, your eyes pleading for him to ignore it and continue.

thanos looked at you with doubt before slamming his head back down onto your dick, your dick hitting the back of his throat with ease. his eyes teared up on reflex as he let out a quiet groan.

"thought we we're being quiet?" you said, teasing him through shaky breaths, to which you received no response.

you watched as his head quickly bopped up and down, each thrust of your dick reaching the back of his throat, you quickly decided you had to come and left no notice before your dick started to release the infamous white liquid. your nut squirted all around his mouth, his head bopping up and down a few more times to rid you of that high before lifting his head up.

thanos stared at you as he swallowed it before laying down, right next to you. he helped you pull your boxers and tracksuit pants back up.

you sat in silence, processing what had just happened. a hand being placed on yours interrupting your thoughts.

"so. pretty boy.. whatcha feel about cockwarming?"

[yahtrickyah]

─"10 things I hate about you"─

Pairing: batfamily x neglected! Reader

Synopsis: 10 things reader hates about the batfamily!!!

A/n: this was freestyled so expect broken grammars and blabbered shit and full of nonsense 🧏🏻‍♀️ this made me cry so you should cry too! Or else this cat gets it🔪😿

" FIRST, and the most obvious of all. When they promise to go out with me and get me overexcited for a month before I realize it's never going to happen. This cycle repeats for a year because I never learn and still yearn for a hang-out, I know they could get busy because of their work but it's not like they're always busy. it's a good thing that they entirely stopped making empty promises with me and just continued to ignore, as always, which is the SECOND thing I hate most about them. I absolutely HATE it when they ignore me, especially when they walk past me, everybody hates that. Dick hates it when Tim does it to him, yet, he got no problem doing it to me. what a hypocrite. I never complained when they ignore me, when I have to call out Bruce's name for a thousandths times so he could at least look at me, acknowledge me. They all hate being ignored so why am I the exception?

So that's why I THIRDLY HATE it when they mischaracterize me so bad it felt like they are talking about a whole different person, I have to confirm they're talking about me when they say "oh I haven't seen them in a long time."

They sometimes–No, OFTEN get my looks and name wrong too. Like, I'm sorry that my presence is hard to remember. There this one time Stephanie asked if I've done something to my hair when it's been the same for years and just grew a inch.

That moment hurted me. it reminded me of how forgotten and neglected I am, how they view me as a different person rather than me, Though, I was happy that someone in the family (? I guess she's family since she's a part of the bat-gang ?) Has finally asked me about me so I didn't paid attention much to it.

And speaking of it, FOURTH of all, I hate it when they remind me how lonely and unloved I am. They don't even do it on purpose (which is so much worse) it's just their normal activity with each other, their conversation, their actions is what triggers a reminder like a warning. Im already accepting the reality of being forgotten when Jason and damian swoops in with ice cream in their hand and it's like I've been slapped with their ice cream to remind me that I'm a worthless piece of shit that is undeserving of love. So I avoid all of them, I stay in my room, ignore Alfred's calls for dinner, isolate myself from the world so there will be no memorial of my misery.

FIFTH. I hate the awkward silence they give whenever im in the room. I feel like a stranger walking in the wrong room, maybe I am, I dunno. I feel madly disrespected when they stop laughing at each others jokes when I walk in and instead of "hey! We haven't seen you in awhile. come join us!" all I'd get is the silence and the feeling of humiliation as I walk away from the room like a kicked–out puppy. They're making me think they're talking about me and I fucking despise it. Stephanie will make it worse by giving Cassandra side eyes as she glances at me, Like, I'm sorry that I interrupted your fun ass hang-outs, sorry that I'm not cool enough to be joining the conversation. And when I finally leave the room, they're bursting out laughing like what they witnessed was the funniest thing in the world.

But occasionally. there's this very rare moments where my family would pay attention to me. It's when we needed to take family photos for a magazine cover and Bruce will fuss over everything being perfect, including me. And in these occasions I would take my chances and talk to him, finally, he replies but don't expect it to be good. His replies make me look and feel dumb and this is SIXTH thing i absolutely hate about this fucking family. When I finally have the attention I deserve and I talk to them, ask a simple question, they will reply with sarcasm, make me feel like a fool, words laced with venom when I haven't even done anything to them, if anyone I should be the one talking with sarcasm. Maybe this is why we don't get along well, maybe this is why they don't like hanging out with me, Because I'm insensitive about their tone and replies.

I don't care anyway. I absolutely hate this family.

SEVEN. I hate the way they made me want to prove that I'm worth something, that I'm not just a normal student who lives off with daddy's money, they made me wanna prove that my life is just as hard as theirs which led me to being an overachiever, overworking person. I spend sleepless nights studying and my overtired body tries it's best to fight every creepy men assaulting on women which of course results In deep bruises, only to receive a simple nod and a excuse for why we can't talk right now. I still do this so they could see what they've lost when they notice that I've moved away.

EIGHT. I hate when they get mad at me for no or wrong reason, I hate it when they just get mad at me. Because why are you angry at me when you've been literally neglecting me all my life, just do what you usually do. Ignore me. Tim got angry at me earlier because of something damian did, he thought I was the one who drank ALL of his energy drinks when damian was the one who poured it on the toilet, now I'm still trying to explain to him that I would never drink all of his hundreds of energy drinks as he yells at me. And honestly, when I leave this manor I will not be missing this bitch, I will NOT missing any of them.

Nine. I hate it when they forget me, when we're going out, when it's a special day, when it's at home. How could they forget about me when they the ones who promised to protect me at all cost, well I learned to stop believing in their promises but still. How could they forget when they're the ones who took me in the manor. How could Bruce, my own father, forget me His child, his baby. The best detective in the world forgot that there's a literal lost child in his home. How could dick forget his promises to his sibling. How could Jason just leave me forgotten. How could Tim forget to tell Bruce that he's neglecting his own child. How could Cassandra forget to read me. How could damian forget that he got a blood sibling out there that suffocating in silence. How could Alfred not alert the family that I'm being forgotten.

How could a house full of heroes not help a lost child, let them walk by theirself all alone and stupid in a forest full of monsters. Are they even heroes to begin with? Are they also a monster disguised as sweet promises and propaganda to lure a innocent child to their dark world?

Why are they making me feel this way. I hate it.

I fucking hate it. I hate them. I hate them so much. "

If possible, tears would've flooded the room as how hard Dick was crying. Your pages of diary is soaked with his tears. He had been reading all your diary ever since he remembered something and went to check up on you but your room was bleached clean and no there was signs of you.

It's as if someone–his sibling wasn't living in the room in the first place.

Your diaries under the bed was the only one that reminds him that this was–is your room, he read it so he could find information, if you wrote your plan in your diary.

Totally not because his interest was piqued and he was guilty that he didn't know anything about you. and he's definitely not looking information about you in your diary, just your whereabouts. but he didn't expect this heavy weight the guilt hits him when he read every pages. Now he's sobbing, tears soaking the paper until the last page, he's full on crying, throwing the notebook across the room and he runs to the bathroom to wash his face.

He need to report this to Bruce. He needs to find his little sibling and he's going to make up for all the lost promises.

I promise. I'll make it up to you.

[mrcrawly]

MORE house MD headcanons (just hilson)

finished season 2 officially FINALLY. took forever. anyway these freaks live in the little furrows of my brain and eat my grey matter so here's this

House:

had multiple deadly allergies as a kid that he grew out of as an adult for some reason

the pickiest eater you have ever seen. the canned soup is not a laziness thing he's just afraid to waste his money on shit he won't eat

composes his own songs on the piano when he's got time but never writes then down, freestyles that shit

DEFINITELY has some pot he smokes a few times a year

obviously when Wilson learns this he's concerned that maybe it's laced and is like House where are you getting this and House literally tells him the exact location on the exact part of town on the exact street and where the guy normally is on weekdays because he assumes Wilson wanted in on it

subconsciously thinks of Chase, Cameron, and Foreman as his children. of course he doesn't realize it nor would he ever admit it so don't misinterpret but lwk worries about them a lot and talks about them to acquaintances in such a way that multiple people actually think he has three grown up children

gets overstimulated fairly easily but not the shut-down-get-quiet overstimulation he starts yelling and hitting things and getting pissed off

has bad anxiety but in the opposite way most people do. doesn't get anxious in most social situations at all whatsoever but give that man ten minutes alone with his thoughts in his own house and he's sweating

doesn't sing but has perfect pitch. sometimes someone in the office will hum something or make a noise and he'll just absently go "E flat" (based on one of my irl friends noah you won't see this but you freak me the fuck out with that)

runs cold all year (something something universal recipient)

eventually stops drinking because it gives him panic attacks and nightmares

sad weepy drunk

pretends not to care about patients but there have been several times that a patient died and made him completely shut down for days at a time

views his disability as something to compensate for

if House MD took place in the modern day he would definitely have a twitch live stream about a patient to get idea

chronic nail biter

most definitely would own one of those massive fucking brick flip phones even if the show was set today

he doesn't know what OS stands for. couldn't tell you what a USB-C looked like if his life depended on it. wouldn't be very good at operating a smart phone. has an extremely durable cheap phone because he's always dropping and/or throwing it

Wilson:

lactose intolerant methinks

or possibly gluten sensitive

would still eat gluten bread and dairy products regardless

never quite got the hang of chopsticks. if he gets sushi or Chinese takeout with House, House makes that little chopsticks contraption for him

do you guys know what im talking about

the kind of autism that makes you feel bad about everything ever all the time and obsessed with a particular thing

definitely collected baseball cards at some point in his life

doesn't really keep kosher but hates most meat so he rarely ends up mixing dairy and meat anyways

if you gave him one of those Nee Doh nice cube things he would sit there and play with that shit for hours at a time

if he was born in the right generation he would have loved slime as a kid

ended up really close with House's team

does marching Halloween costumes with House every single year

House actually doesn't like Halloween (lots of walking) but it makes Wilson happy so usually he agrees

one year they went as American Gothic (House insisted on being the old man with the pitchfork and now everyone has photos of Wilson in a bad blonde wig)

really good in pediatrics. it really wears on him if he has a young patient but he handles it really well

taught himself to make balloon animals for the pediatric cancer patients

runs warm all year (something something universal donor)

big spoon

has joint problems but he insists it's not that bad so he won't go get seen for it

favorite movie is Pretty in Pink

office teddy bear. working in oncology is hard and some of the nurses just don't take it as well, so if he's around he takes it upon himself to comfort them

shockingly pretty good with technology and phones. i like to think this is because he has a fairly adaptive personality as it is and medical technology (especially in oncology) is always changing so he's used to keeping up with new things

definitely would have one of those fucking military ass otterboxes and a tempered glass screen protector and a camera protector like someone is gonna come run over his fucking phone

lwk i think he'd be kinky asf but im gonna leave that there

[bialvindraper]

PLEASE infodump about drake

okok this is specific to the drake/kendrick drama but i can also do a drake one too - im assuming you know basically nothing. & i barely know this shit so correct me if im wrong. also this will be routinely updated so! check in :D

2011 - Take Care (album) by Drake features Kendrick Lamar on the track Buried Alive Interlude

2012 - Drake has Kendrick open for his Club Paradise Tour. The same year they both feature on A$AP Rocky's song Fuckin Problems (also with 2 Chainz)

2013 - Kendrick called out a few rappers (J. Cole, Pusha T, Big Sean, etc.) including Drake. Drake responds saying he had no response, basically. They do this again the same year (Kendrick says shit, Drake doesnt respond)

2016 (ish) - They continue subtle beef (Kendrick saying Drake has ghost writers, Drake saying Kendrick "sold out")

2023 - First Person Shooter by Drake and J. Cole drops (their first collab since 2013). In the song Drake mentions "the big three" in reference to himself, J. Cole, and Kendrick

2024, Mar. - Like That by Metro Boomin' and Kendrick Lamar drops. In it Kendrick responds to Drake, saying "the big three ... it's just big me", implying that Kendrick is above Drake and J. Cole. Drake attempts to ban Like That from the radio.

2024, Apr. - Push Ups by Drake is released. The song is about how Drake believes Kendrick is being extorted - the track referencing the phrase "drop and give me 50".

2024, Apr. - Taylor Made Freestyle by Drake is released, his second diss track at Kendrick. Here Drake disses Kendrick for "selling out" specifically in reference to Bad Blood by Taylor Swift ft. Kendrick Lamar. Drake also used AI vocals of Snoop Dogg and Tupac - this resulted in him almost being sued by Tupac's Estate. Drake wiped the song from his sites

2024, Apr. - Euphoria by Kendrick Lamar is released. The track is 6 minutes long, cut down from its original 19 minutes. The title is in reference to the TV series Euphoria which Drake is an executive producer of - it's also referencing the sexualisation of underage people, something done by the show and (allegedly) Drake himself. Within the track Kendrick makes fun of Drakes accent, how Drake says the n-word, how Drake dresses... and a fuck load more

2024, May. - 6:16 in LA by Kendrick Lamar releases, less than 72 hours after Euphoria dropped. This track specifically disses Drake for having ghost writers/lots of co-writers. He also implies that Drakes friends are stabbing him in the back and selling his info. This track is co-produced by Jack Antonoff, who co-writes and co-produces for Taylor Swift.

2024, May. - Family Matters by Drake is released. I want to be honest with you, i didn't listen to this until i got this ask. This track implies Kendrick beats his wife. Drake also disses other rappers such as A$AP Rocky, Future, etc.

2024, May. - Drake releases a Buried Alive Interlude Parody on his Instagram

2024, May. - Meet the Grahams by Kendrick Lamar is released. In this track (which is by far my favourite of all the tracks) Kendrick calls Drake a deadbeat dad and accuses Drake of having another secret child (apart from Adonis). Kendrick has a verse dedicated to this supposed child in which he basically parents her - teaching her all the things Drake wont. He also implies Drake struggles with alcohol and gambling

2024, May. - Not Like Us by Kendrick Lamar is released. The fourth diss track from Kendrick. In this track Kendrick alleges that there's pedophiles and trafficking within OVO (an indie record label founded by Drake). Kendrick also says that every rapper who's complimented Drake is lying and now hates him for using Tupac's vocals through AI. This track includes my favourite line "Tryna stike a chord and it's probably A-Minor"

[buurmanuitwien]

Hiiiii i have been reading your fics and i love them so much so if you want i have a request for you ^^!

So what about a streamer reader x Joost ,I just give you the idea you can continue it with whatever you want I only request a fluff one ,hope you read this !! <33

hi anon! thank u smsmsm. I kinda did just my favorite trope which is like relationship reveal, idk why i just love it lol. Sidenote i actually was super excited to get this request because one of my friends is a professional streamer so i got a lil bit of background knowledge on this B-) (i lowkey dont give a fuck about any of the algorithim shit tho everytime its in one ear n out the other) anyway hope u enjoy!! (sorry if its terrible, i havent slept in 44 hours and im high out of my mind)

You glanced at the clock that resided on the bottom corner of your screen. You’d been streaming for almost two hours, so you had about another hour left. You didn’t mind it of course, in fact, you were doing one of your favorite “Just Chatting” games: Rating My Chat’s Music Taste. 

You already took any excuse to listen to music, and getting dono-ed €10 for every song you listened to definitely sweetened the deal. Music was one of you favorite things in the world, and while you unfortunately don’t have a single musically inclined bone in your body, you luckily have a boyfriend who does. You love his music, everything he releases you consider pure gold. Which is why it was hard to keep a neutral expression on you face when a dono requested Bier Freestyle by Joost Archive.

First of all, you had to give the chatter credit: that’s a fairly deepcut. Great song too. But you couldn’t react. See, both of your fanbases have no idea you two are dating. They know both of you aren’t single, but you only exist as an adlib in some songs to them and he only exists as a knock at your door before a cut to your “be back soon” screen. 

“Bier Freestyle,” You read out slowly. “Hm, never heard of this guy.”

You opened spotify as you scanned the chat. “Oh he’s a dutch artist? Is he from Amsterdam?” You say, eyes reading every chat to ensure everyone was buying it.

Of course they were, they’d have no reason not to.  “Oh wait I’ve heard of him. The friesenjung guy, right.”

Your press play and lean back in your chair. 

Ha Joost, how are you? I want to see you bro, I'm Rotterdam, always Rotterdam.

You smiled at that lyric. He dropped the song shortly after the two of you had moved out of Rotterdam, and it felt like a easter egg just for the two of you. Though you quickly corrected your face, because why on earth would you being grinning like that, and instead opted for a blank expression as you slowly nodded to the music. Right before the chorus fades back in, you receive a text.

Joo <3 : why do u look like you hate my song >:(

You tried your best to contain your grin. He was watching the stream? You thought he was out running errands. 

You: i am being discreet

You: undercover

You: yktv

You: also are u not at the supermarket..?

Joost was quick to reply.

Joo <3: i was just listening to it

Joo <3: i like the sound of ur voice

Joo <3: but then i heard my song

You couldn’t stop the blush from creeping up your neck and you glanced at chat to see if they noticed. They did, the entire chat just copy and pasting “boyfriend text” or just “boyfriend”. You shook your head slightly, and shot Joost a final text.

You: ur adorable i love u

You caught the ending of the song, giggling slightly at “Ze heeft genoten van m'n noten met wat bier erbij,” and then had to deliver your final verdict. “It was good!” You started, but a dono cut you off. “You were distracted for most of it. Listen to another: Ome Robert.”

It was close to impossible to keep from giggling. Joost showed you that song as he was working on it, all they way back on your second date. Now look where you were. The opening notes played and it felt like you were 21 again, quickly falling in love with the silly tall Dutch who you had mutual friends with. 

The repeating line of “Suck my dick, bitch!” started to play and you audibly laughed, still as entertained by the south park reference as ever. You received another message notification at the same time, and you went to check it.

Joo <3: i luv u too ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

Joo <3: i am on the elevator up btw

Joo <3: im gonna come say hi

You smile again, shaking your head slightly as you say, “Sorry chat. I gotta disappear for a sec.”

You quickly open screenlabs and hit the “be right back screen” button, before opening the door to your office the second you heard a knock. Joost was grinning down at you, faintly smelling of cigarette smoke. “Hi love,” You said softly as he pulled you in for a hug. 

“Hi,” He mumbled as he kissed the top of your head. “I missed you.”

“It’s been two hours!” 

“Still. I fucking hate the supermarket.” 

You pulled away from where you nestled your head into his chest to shoot him a look “Joost do you not remember from like 2019-2021 I did all the shopping–”

Joost grabbed your face in his hands and kissed you, purposefully cutting you off. “Asshole!” You laugh, playfully pushing him away while he raised his hands in mock defeat.

“Your asshole though!” He grinned, slowly backing out of the room, letting you go back to work. You smiled as you walked back to your desk, because yeah, he was yours. You quickly went to turn stream back on, before staring at the screen in confusion. Why was streamlabs showing the “be right back” screen wasn’t turned on? Had you missed the– oh fuck.

You had 25k people watching the stream, and every single one of them seemed to be losing their absolute shit in the chat. “IS DAT JOOST KLEIN?” was spammed from thousands of accounts, your TTS system was broken from the sheer amount of input it was getting, and you were fucking speechless. You swallowed, staring blankly into the camera. “I uh… hm.” You tried to get out. Words felt impossible.

“So that was a mistake.” You finally got out, right as your phone pinged. 

Joo <3: well fuck.

Joo <3: can i come in..? 

Instead of replying to the text, you just audibly said, “Yeah, come in.” 

Your brain wasn’t functioning properly, you had just accidentally revealed an incredibly secret relationship of people with two fairly sizeable careers. A moment later you heard your office door open, and before your viewers knew it, Joost was pulling up a chair and sitting in frame. You glanced up at him, eyes still wide, and he wrapped an arm around you, pulling you in. He planted soft kisses at your hairline, mumbling, “It’s okay, it was a mistake. We should probably say something though.”

You nodded and turned back towards the camera right as a dono read out. “I thought you ‘never heard of this guy’?”

Both of you laughed, surprised, and that was enough to shake you out of your dazed state. “I lied?” You offered up, earning a snort from Joost. You turned to look at your boyfriend and he was staring at you with a smile. His soft blue hair was falling infront of his glasses, and his eyes were shining. You know what, maybe you wouldn’t be so bad having the world know he was yours.

a/n: i didnt edit this. i will not be formatting this. im going to bed. peace. 

[t0asty1]

it was NOT a happy halloween. i had to walk for 3 hours and my mom threw away 70% of my candy because of food allergies and i took so much caffeine i could fight god and the devil and have a panic attack at the same time just so i could speedrun getting my assignment finished and submitted on time and then i took 5 sleeping pills to fight the caffeine and i think it made me high and i experienced emotions i didnt know existed. a spectrum of emotions equal to the spectrum of colors that shrimps can see.

HAPPY HALLOWEEEEEEEEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 🦇🐦‍⬛🐈‍⬛🎃👻🪦

[vaguesxrrow]

heya! its me, once more, with a possibly oddly specific request, bc yes

i'd like to request a Dean Winchester (again, i know, he has invaded my brain) x reader, where for a case, they need a distraction, and reader ends up dancing to let Dean and Sam get away before running away themself, [oh, btw, established relationship please] and Dean is just

Dean: "they can dance too?! they're awesome"

Sam: "yeah, great, dude, but we gotta go"

thank you!!

HELLOO AGAIN !! this was so fun to write as usual. im so glad to have u as one of my 'regulars' btw it makes me feel like a rlly cool coffee shop owner :o

dancing queen - dean winchester/reader

a/n: hey look ! i've upgraded to titles !

cws: mild innuendos at the end

wc: 768

tags: humour, gender neutral reader (? they call themself feminine titles bc of the song but they/them pronouns are used)

"dude, seriously?" dean complained as the beginning notes of 'dancing queen' began from sam's phone. "abba!?"

sam rolled his eyes. "they're not bad."

"don't judge, dean," you said. "you can make an exception for dancing queen."

dean grumbled, but settled down at your reprimand. he muttered something sarcastic about this being a 'great soundtrack to kill vamps to', and you giggled at his consternation.

"you should learn to dig the dancing queen, dean," you told him, swaying to the beat and tapping his shoulder in an attempt to liven his mood.

"yeah, dean," sam parroted.

"the only thing i'll be digging is a grave," he deadpanned.

⌦ ---

you were fucked.

you were cornered by three vamps, after yelling at them to divert their attention from the boys to yourself. you felt kind of bad about raiding their nest, because you had learned that they were newly turned. but there was no use reasoning with them now. they wanted your blood.

which is why you were fucked.

sam and dean were looking at you with wide, panicked eyes from behind the three vampires, already having killed the two that were attacking them earlier. dean was still wiping blood off his face.

"uhm." you gulped nervously. “hi.”

your boyfriend and his brother skulked quietly behind, trying to avoid alerting the vamps to their presence a second time. them being them, though, it failed. dean tripped on sam's foot, and they both swore in unison. the monsters whirled around to glare at them, beginning to advance again.

"hey!" you barked at them. they half-turned towards you, as if considering who they should kill first. you needed a distraction so the boys could get away.

one problem, though: you couldn't think of a distraction.

"uhh, shit." you fumbled with your knife, as an idea popped into your mind. a ridiculous idea, but all the just dance you played as a kid had to be for something, right?

and so you began.. dancing. and singing. performing a whole show, really, because hearing sam's hippie music taste was bound to have that effect on people.

"youuu can dance, you can jiiive, having the time of your lii- shit, that's a tricky note - liiiife." you pointed at the vampires, moving your hips and swaying your arms in what you hoped was an accurate copy of the actual moves. you resolutely ignored sam's incredulous gaze and dean's loose jaw, continuing to channel your inner popstar.

"OOOH, see that girl!" you pointed to yourself and mimed an air guitar. okay, this was fun, ignoring the fact that you could die. it was like the dance competitions your parents used to enroll you in, just with judges that would rip you to shreds instead of giving you last place. maybe you should get back into dancing.

from behind the wall of confused vampires, you saw sam tugging dean's arm, murmuring to him about how they 'had to dip, right the fuck now'.

"i was already questioning how [name] agreed to date me, cause look at them, they were badass in that fight, but they can dance too? how awesome is that?" dean hissed back.

you bit back a laugh in favour of belting out the next note and doing the next move. "watch that scene, digging the dancing queen!" you freestyled that part, twirling around.

"yeah, dude, but we still gotta go." sam yanked dean's arm once more, dragging him out and forcing him into a run. you breathed a sigh of relief as they ran out the door.

"hope you enjoyed the show!" you said as you pulled your gun on the vampires, shooting them all in quick succession. you sprinted away, not bothering to check whether they were really dead or not.

when you saw the impala, you slowed to a walk, satisfied that there were no more bloodthirsty monsters chasing you.

dean and sam were engaged in what looked to be a one-sided conversation: dean rambling, and sam staring at his brother with half judgement, half love.

"sammy, i'm telling you, man. a fighter and a dancer?" dean shook his head. "i am one lucky man."

"you enjoy the show?" you asked them as you approached, a bit out of breath.

"hell yeah!" dean exclaimed, giving you a high five and a deep kiss. "that was so cool."

"does that mean you'll start digging the dancing queen?" you teased.

"only if you're the one dancing," he said.

you grinned. "oh, there is so much i could teach you. devil's tango, maybe?" you winked.

sam fake gagged. "okay, gross! i am never playing abba ever again!"

[urlovebot]

Bada as your tall sexy dancer gf 😍😍

no but fr here are some hcs of bada as your tall sexy dancer gf

def jokes around about how little you are compared to her, even if you're close to her height.

really likes to dress you in her own clothes because i think bada is a little possessive

just likes you in her things.

buys you alot of jewelry bc "you're pretty... so is this necklace... it only made sense to buy it for you. pretty squared."

"bada this necklace was triple digits-"

"shh- just keep being pretty, let me worry about everything else."

i think bada relies emotionally on you alot.

as a leader i think she feels alot of things that she might not be able to confide in with her crew so naturally she comes to you but i think its something you'd have to pull out of her.

i don't see her as someone who just openly talks about her feelings so she'll probably be in like a pissy mood until finally you're like

"stop throwing a pity party for yourself, woman up and tell me what you have going on."

and then she's like... damn okay guess i gotta vulnerable.

you're the only one that gets to see her that way

you accompany her during her classes that she teaches

people love to watch you two interact

during the 'you got it' dance class she made direct eye contact with you during her freestyle and you died and came back to life

she just does shit to make you nervous i think

she'll get so close to you in public that you have to crane your neck up to see her

loves eye contact

sits you on her lap A LOT

like thats your permanent seat. there could be plenty of room next to her but if you decide to sit beside and not on her, she'll pull you into her lap regardless.

NSFW time!

could spend hours fingering you.

bada is big in figure so naturally her fingers are long as fuck.

you're whining, legs clamping around her hand and she just...

"so small. my pretty little baby."

oh my god im blushing

starts every petname with "my"

really, really soft with her words

OPPOSITE WITH HER ACTIONS.

shes murmuring praises in your ear about how

"you're such a good girl for me." "you take it so well don't you?" "you were made for me, mm?" "keep making those pretty noises for me."

meanwhile she's fucking her strap into you so hard you're literally moving up the bed, the only thing stopping you from hitting the headboard is bada's hand cradling your head 😭

bada is really sensitive around her ears and jaw so if you want to see her fall apart instead, sit on her lap and leave hickeys on her neck 🫂

omg makeout sessions with bada

bada is an ass and titties kinda man like theres no discrimination.

one hand is gripping your ass and the other is fondling your chest like she believes in equality

do NOT wear a skirt around this woman bc YOU ARE NOT SAFE

she'll watch you get dressed in a skimpy little skirt and just watch you like a hawk while you put on your makeup.

youre like "u good"

and bada's jaw just clenches

now you're like "... do you want me to change.."

bada tsks, "no, i can fight."

LIKE DAMN THATS NOT WHAT YOU ASKED

shes so fine bro idc i want her to *** ** *** ***** * **** *** *** ***

[jedisupernova]

wait no please elaborate i was literally js telling my friend that subong seems like his fav song is baby got back 😭

in reference to this post

GIRL NAWT THAT SONG LMFAOOOOOOOOO I LAUGHED SO HARD i just know his ass would send an audio msg doing a freestyle whilst the instrumental plays on youtube from his laptop as a means to flirt 😭 talking about “girl your ass so fat and i know what to do with all that” type beat. but you know what—period. and he’d be my baby daddy a year later. so what then

yap below the cut

but on a real note, i just think subong’s an ass guy. through and through. you can’t convince me otherwise. perhaps you could argue im projecting since i have an ass myself, or maybe you could acknowledge that it’s just the truth! like he literally told me so

oh girl he is def the type to use your ass as a pillow. he invented that shit 😭 say you’re laying on your stomach whilst in bed, doing whatever. he gets comfy. settles in like he’s come home after a hard day at his 9-5 (all he did was roam around and bother people). you get up to use the bathroom, he looks at you with an expression reading or outright says “are you serious? baby, i just got comfortable.” he’s dozed off before, sending you into crisis mode upon hearing his light snores, and your stomach’s rumbling because you haven’t eaten breakfast yet. something also tells me that when he comes to bed to call it night, and you’re laying on your side, he just smacks your ass before laying his head on his pillow. like it’s routine. a check—a low hum of approval, like he’s making sure you’re still there. another one of his characteristic antics, if you will :p or if he’s lucky enough to have you sit in his lap, he spreads his legs to make room and show you off. because one thing about subong, its that he’s proud. and why shouldn’t he be? i mean—have you seen yourself? who wouldn’t?

this also manifests in more subtly intimate ways, too: fixing the back of your shirt if the fabric gets caught between the top of your ass and bottom of your back. his fingers slyly yet gently tugging at the belt loops of your jeans; either because it’s a familiar way of touching you, keeping you close, and he loves pairing it with his chin on your shoulder whilst standing behind you as you tend to something, or are waiting in line at a street food stand.

and since i love stating the obvious: he loves fucking you from behind. it has to be one of his favorites, if not the favorite position of his. seeing your ass move like fucking water whilst his pelvis works wonders? the thought alone makes his briefs feel suffocating, but the real thing? in real time? he’s a mumbling, whiny fool, letting everybody know how good he’s getting and giving it if they so happen to walk into the bathroom at club pentagon.

and about him taking a bite . . . it can be playful; getting sweet giggles out of you, his heart stuttering when you say “subong, stop that. . .” drawing out your syllables in a way that makes him want to become a better man. or it elicits a breath inhaled sharply between your teeth, peering over your shoulder, seeing him on his knees behind you, looking at him with an air of that’s right—a small whimper leaving his throat if you nudge yourself into his face; “it’s true when people say that there’s a first time for everything,” you said. you caught your breath, hand supporting you against the wall. “i never thought i’d find a man pathetic enough to try to chew through denim.” you chuckled lightly, humbled by his palm squeezing your right globe, his teeth making themselves known on your left.

oh my fucking god i need him BAD 😭😭😭😭😭

[sobredunia]

HE-FUCKING-LLO??????

GOOD EVENING?? GOOD EVENING FOR ME????

I'M?????? GOING ABSOLUTELY INSANE??????????

THIS IS LEGITIMATELY THE COOLEST FUCKING THING I'VE EVER SEEN

I'M AT A LOSS FOR WORDS. GENUINELY. HOLY FUCK. THIS IS SO COOL. IT FEELS LIKE A MOVIE POSTER. LIKE THE COVER OF A BOOK. OH MY GODDDDDDDD THE COMPOSITION IS SO PROFESSIONAL

Take a break from art she says, It’ll just be for a bit while the poll numbers get in she says. Why is it always when I decide to take a break that my motivation spikes, my hand hurts so bad-

Anyway have another Visions of a corpse’s time drawing in hd for my troubles and pain-

Fic was made by @sobredunia

[haruchi-slit]

INKED!

Synopsis →⁠_⁠→

Choso as your favorite tattoo artist

a/n: I should be doing stuff for pilot shit,still, im here writting unholy shits again, lord please forgive me.

Warnings: fem! reader, cream pie, dirty talks, pussy eating and many more

You booked an appointment about one month ago, you just couldn't help to get a new tattoo, but c'mon, we both know that you just want to fuck that hot tattoo artist, Choso, and you know that he's waiting for that moment too, with the smirk he's giving you while etching his machine to your skin, the way his hands with leather gloves brush thru your skin, his gaze, full of lust and desire and the way he press his body close to you in purpose.

You wanted to surprise him, once you got in his shop the place was empty, you assumed he closed the store for you, he greeted you with a cocky smirk,

"What's up Mamacita, haven't seen you in awile" he smiled with his eyes close, he's so cute yet, so hot.

You also greeted him with a cheeky smirk, and without hesitation you leaned to his ear. "I want a pussy tattoo.", he paused for a second and leaned much closer to you,

"Then what design are you up too, Mama?" He whispered,

"Freestyle on me, Choso" you said backing away slightly.

"Sure, mama, good thing i've got a few designs for 'ya." he proudly smiled, "c'mon, lay here like a princess" he added signaling you to sit on the leather chair

"Such a gentleman, are we Choso?" you snickered as you laid on the chair, you wore a skirt for an easy access since you were going to get a pussy tattoo after all. Choso already prepared everything he needs. You spread your legs open, revealing your purple panties,

"Purple?, my fave. Are you going to remove it by yourself or-" you shut him off by placing his hands to the hem of your panties, "O-oh! ok, mama" he said as he removed your panties, shoving it in his pocket, he stares at your slit for a couple of seconds,

"Do you like what you see?" you asked, as you waved your hand in front of his face.

"And what if i did hm?" he uttered, that caught you off guard, you weren't expecting him to flirt back, you smirked,

"C'mon then, try me Choso" adding more flame to the fire, your core was getting really exposed to the air, you can feel heat building up on your lower abdomen- your pussy unconsciously leaking just from the dirty talk between you, and, Choso.

"Dang, getting wet already? you're no fun mama" he growls

putting his printed stencil out, you jolted a little because of the sudden contact, his hands were big, and heavy, he placed it right on top of your clit, purposely rubbing his hand against your exposed clit, you squirmed under his touch.

he lets the stencil dry out for a moment and plugged his tattoo machine, he designed a very beautiful roses and torns, from your hips to your pussy, he then started to etch his machine on your skin, it hurted, but Choso was making his way up to you clit, purposely rubbing it, he just can't resist anymore, you squirmed under him, it was pure torture.

"Keep still mama, spread 'em wide for me will you?" He chuckled deviously, while gliding his machine to your body he roams his left hand on you pussy, going up and down to your clit and teasing your entrance, you were lost, your cunt spasming and clenching around air,

"-ah, Choso..! please" you finally broke your pride,

"hmm?" he's being cocky, he knows what you want, but seeing you beg? that's a whole different level, "Please..!"

your voice and legs was shaking, "oh, you mean this?"

he inserted his finger with leather gloves in your core,

"Ah! yes, yes Cho.." you moaned

"Keep still mama, im still giving you a tattoo" he laughed, while he glides his machine, he pushes his fingers in and out painfully slow, teasing you on purpose, he moves his hand on your clit playing with it like it's some sort of stress ball, he used his thumb to stimulate your body causing you to buck your hips and squirm once again, he turned of his machine since you were squirming all over the place, you grinded you his fingers uncontrollably chasing your high you were a mess, a mess for his touch, his finger still pleasuring your clit, he bends down to your pussy as he pulls you closer to his mouth "Gonna eat you s'good" he says under his breath as he latched his tongue in your pussy, his wet tongue moved in a normal speed slurping all of your pussy juices, spitting on it like an animal, eating your vagina like it was ugly.

An animal.

Brain already blank, just you and the pleasure he's giving you.

he pause, "So fucking good for me mama?" he said his voice a bit hoarse, he detached his mouth from your folds, a string of saliva connecting his mouth and your pussy.

"Choso, i was sooo close~!" you whined,

"Patients, be patient mama." he shushs you up "besides, the tattoo's still not done." he added, he plugged his machine again, but this time, he inserted his dick in your cunt, causing your tummy to show a lil bulge, his dick was kissing your cervix almost passing through your womb, you bit your knuckles in satisfaction it nearly turned white.

He then again, glides his tattoo machine over your skin you squirmed uncontrollably, "Keep still mama.." he says, his voice was low and a bit raspy, with that it sent shivers to your core, "Chosoo~nnn" you moaned, his dick still inside you, laying on your cervix, causing you to clench and palpitate around his dick, he hissed, "fuck..", as he continues finishing the tatto, but you just can't control your pussy spasming around him, it makes him go crazy.

"Fuck mama, think we gotta' overtime" he placed his tatto machine on the table as he threw your right leg on his broad shoulder and bucked his hips back and forth, it was so deep, your pussy remembers his dick shape, every curve and bulge, your pussy juice and his pre cum flowing down to your ass crack, it was heaven, his shop was filled with skin slapping, moans and groans, and his sweet litte praises on how you take his dick sooo goooodd!

He placed your leg down and turned you around.

"Bend over for me will ya'?" he says, which you complied fastly, you bent over for him, on the leather chair, he bends over to your pussy as he spreads it, slurping every drip and juice in it, dehydrating it, you moaned once again, after that he inserts his dick in, "Bend good for me mama." he muttered, his clearly lost and is chasing his high, you nodded in response as you popped your ass for him, for him to reach sooo deep in you.

Moans kept escaping your mouth, one after another,

"You like it when i fuck you this good mama?"

"Ahh-oh yea, yesss oh my god choso!" you squirmed buvking your hips back and forth, but he stops thrusting,

"shom me how you love my dick mama, i bet you we're dreaming on fucking me for months now, haven't you hm?" he says, with a hint of cockiness on his tone.

you whined, as you grind on his dick desperately, with every grind you make it makes his dick throb even more, you were grinding on him for a minute now, but you can feel him, twitching, he was close, so he starts thrusting again.

"so desperate for this cock mhm?"

"oh mhmmmm, Please! fuck me good!" you screamed

he pounded his dick in, you were close and he was too, you clenched your pussy on purpose as you release your high, and soon Choso followed, you catch deep breaths, as you look in his eyes, "well that was a good fuck" you chuckled, as you look on your pussy, it was already tattooed, a rose designed succubus tatto "oh look, it's cute" you say in awe

"Well it's desinged by me after all" he laughed as he pulls his dick out off you, your pussy was completely creampied. you pulled off tissues from the tissue box, you wipe your pussy, as Choso helps you and fixed your skirt, but somethings missing, oh right...

"C-choso..my panties?" you asked

"Oh, your panties?, Keeping them as souvenirs mama, y'know so i can jack on it later" he winks.

a/n: I was sleeping but my mom woke me up, and after that my whole day was ruined. Anyways please, please dm for request please dont be shyyyy!!

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[draculaflowin]

My dick so hard they call me a Stone joker. I don't need a Drivers License, i'm driving this shit freestyle. Spending all my money Perkeos. I'm so fucking rich my Bootstraps give me +600 mult. Call my bitches a Blueprint they way they all trying to suck my dick the same way. Smoking that Sock and Buskin pack. Crimson Heart tried to disable my Jokers so I fucking ended it. Smoking that Flush Five pack. Smoking that Ectoplasm pack. Smoking that Checkered Deck Pack. Shorty got head so good it makes me Atne up. Forget Seed Money im about to put my seed in her ass. Snorting that Planet X shit. Drinking that Gold Stake. My chip count got an e in it shits so high. All my cards got are holographic and got a purple seal so that you know im not playing.

[crazylittlejester]

I found a video that reminded me of modern War and it made me think

Do you think War just, randomly dances at times. Like, the kitchen timers going off? Sick beat, dance time. Fire alarm? Even better. Elevator music? A jam.

They've started testing what the funniest thing they can do to make War start dancing

https://www.instagram.com/reel/DA14QvHS1Cf/?igsh=OWU1bmMwdXF1MDh2

IM CRYIN THAT GUY ABSOLUTELY ATE THAT UP IN THAT VID HOLY SHIT

Wars absolutely will just randomly start dancing. if its to something like the microwave going off then he’d recreate that one freestyle dance teacher vine and Twi is absolutely joining him akjshkjshjksj or he and sky or twi will, what they call, “Quietly Breakdance” to a reminder alarm to take meds, and they don’t stop until the person who’s alarm went off does. if he has more space and is like, outside or something, and the opportunity presents itself and he decides to do it for the bit he’ll go nuts and make sky help him film a tiktok and he’ll have the same energy as the guy in that vid you sent. just because he thinks itd be funny. i’d say that he’s fun at parties but oh my god he has NO time to go, plus i think he’d get a bit overwhelmed, so i’ll say he’s fun during tech weeks and during that break between performances where theres two shows on saturday and everyone just kinda hangs out on the stage because the theater is closed to guests for a little bit. the vibes are always fantastic, last show i did my sister and her friend recreated a scene from high school musical and i moved a spot light on them literally just for the sake of it aljshkish

he’s definitely got unmedicated ADHD but it’s fine he has an outlet for his energy. he puts 100% into everything does (this poor mf is immune to caffeine so he’s running on a fucking prayer and a protein bar)

most of his experience is in ballet which his mother had him doing since he was 3 (and he has not quit that ever, so he’s been doing that for like 17 years) so if he’s going to randomly dance because he gets the Urge to and not because he just thinks it’d be funny 7/10 times its some kind of spin and he Will end up falling because either he slipped on the wood floor in his socks or it’s the classic “full grown adult with long legs vs tiny ass apartment” and he kicks something and knocks himself off balance. you’d think as a professional he would know you should never dance in your house like that because you’ll hurt yourself, but no he’ll never learn. their downstairs neighbors hate him (the downstairs neighbors are legend and hyrule)

[thanook]

im watching donald trump's speech and. holy shit. i only ever saw clips so i always imagined that he said bullshit but like. with a script of some sort, or at least a few bullet points already considered, the cadence being just his signature, he is effectively performing a character after all, that portraits the illusion that he just thinks like that, at that speed. nope, he just arrives and starts to freestyle fascist rhetoric right then and there. i was also under the illusion that his talking points required some critical thinking for you to debunk, that time went into the misinformation he is repeating, that he was basing himself on and building upon preexisting, strongly-rooted misconceptions. none of that either. hes just fucking lying. like a dog laying amidst the furniture it damaged as to feign victimhood, he safely and confidently delivers statements that can be discredited by going to a convenience store and reading the news. rubicon? mate, the mediterranean is right over there.