#Rust Cheats

[moose-goosey]

I thought Okuu would make a good Guilty Gear character (aside from having a stone leg and gun arm on the exact wrong side of her body, and also having wings)

[pavlikbuonarroti]

on my old laptop for the first time since i got my linux one just to find out w11 killed wordpad and i cant open rtfs anymore w/o a word sub. killing maiming slaughtering eviscerating etc.

[rustbeltjessie]

The last several days worth of nostalgic album listening:

Kid Dynamite - Shorter, Faster, Louder, Sleater-Kinney - All Hands on the Bad One, The Kills - Keep On Your Mean Side, Bruce Springsteen - Nebraska, Shudder to Think - Pony Express Record, That Dog. - Retreat from the Sun, Cat Power - Moon Pix, Cadallaca - Introducing…

[4th-make-quail]

Episode 6 I'M SO NORMAL

[luthientinuvielss]

rustmarty edit to lips of an angel when??? (and I'm only moderately joking)

[theboost]

I am not the same as most true detective fans because I really didn’t like s1 that much until the finale, which made me retroactively like it overall, but also my favorite dynamic on the show is Rust and Maggie and I feel like people either ignore it for the sake of yaoi or make it like yayy Maggie cheats on Marty with Rust and gets FUCKED by a REAL MAN for the first time. It’s so much messier and more interesting than that!!!

[boopjuice]

Fuck you, Executive Dysfunction!

Heard that instant reward systems work well for ADHD motivation because you can immediately have the positive response of reward after you complete an action, which is why ADHD kids struggle with homework but excel in things like video games. It partially fits with what research I've done into ADHD, though more research may further prove or disprove this, but i decided to give tasks I need to get done points and it works?

I've got stuff I have set up for everyday (showering, eating, the works) that I give a set point value. Then I have things that I need to get done that change day to day, and I assign them point values based on how urgent or important they are. Then I have things I want or want to do, and I have to earn and then spend that many points in order to do those things.

I'm trying to build in a system of reserve points, where half of any points earned and not spent at the end of the day get carried over into a points reserve for bad days where i don't feel like I can get things I need to do done, but can still give myself something fun without feeling guilty and making it worse. Sort of like all the extra tasks I did before giving me a safety net. If i use the reserve points, I can't collect any points for that day, and if I've already collected points I can't dip into my reserves. But hopefully it can help with depression days where you feel like you can't do anything productive but you also don't feel like you can do any of the things you want to do until you've done something productive.

I haven't been trying it out for long, but it's been really helpful in making sure the things I need to get done get done.

[hetheymerrill]

Marty: well you see, kid, it's uh, I mean it's necessary- it's in women's best interest- I'm just saying sometimes, sometimes, you have to eat out a court stenographer, to get in the right headspace, before you go home to your wife. And this uh, see it makes your wife's life better. So in a way its- it's beneficial to everyone, you know?

[jumpcut to Rust abusing cough syrup while driving]

[sonnendeathiccur]

'' No, buddy without me.... there is no you''

THE DIVORCE HURTS ME REAL BAD!!!!

[avvocarlo]

bro I need a new online game to play that isn’t filled with cheaters

[stopfunkinwmyheart]

Also I was like 15 rws consistently on esea I wasn’t just getting on good teams. I’d get lucky sometimes but for the most part if I won I carried. Some little fucking loser that breathes out of his mouth exclusively will cheat in my placement games and then the fucking noobs just cheat because I must be a cheater. Why would I be here if I’m not a retard too.

[infirix1]

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[aworexcom]

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[thunderboltts]

love you queen, but since you’re a James you better watch your back this august 💜

THIS IS THE FUNNIEST ASK I’VE EVER GOTTEN OH MY GOD

[coffeekaspbrak]

marty: i can’t stop cheating on my wife bruh

rust subplot:

[andy-15-07]

Hello could I request a sweaty summer smut with any Danny character on ur list 🥹 thank you in advance 💘

Too Damn Hot

PAIRING: Manny Alvarez x Reader 💥💋 WORD COUNT: 1159✍️ REQUESTS: Open! 💌 (send yours my way — I love writing them all!)

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The heat was fucking unbearable.

A sticky, suffocating July sun had welded itself over the compound, trapping everyone inside the rusted Firefly base like bugs in a jar. The old military ventilation unit sputtered every few minutes, doing little more than circulating warm air and dust. Shirts clung to skin. Tempers ran short. And Manny Alvarez… well, he hadn’t stopped smirking at you since morning.

“Chica,” he said now, voice like a lazy drawl as he leaned in the doorway to the weapons room, “you are sweating like a sinner in church.”

You didn’t even look up from the workbench. “It’s ninety-three degrees and I’ve been cleaning rifles for two hours. What’s your excuse for looking like you just ran a marathon?”

He scratched his jaw, eyes shamelessly trailing down your tank top and the way it stuck to your chest. “Maybe I was imagining you bent over this table, giving me orders.”

You rolled your eyes. “Try imagining a cold shower instead.”

“I would,” he said with a wink, “but you keep distracting me.”

You finally looked up. His curls were damp with sweat, clinging to his forehead. His tan skin shimmered with a summer sheen, and his Firefly tank clung to his chest and biceps like it was painted on. He looked every bit the cocky, infuriating flirt you’d known for the last year and lately, every bit the man you wanted to pin against the wall and ride until he shut the hell up.

Instead, you tossed him a rag. “Make yourself useful.”

He caught it mid-air, grinning. “You sure you want my hands on something long and hard?”

“Manny,” you warned, but your voice wasn’t nearly as annoyed as you wanted it to be.

“Fine, fine,” he chuckled, setting down next to you. “Let’s see who can clean their rifle faster.”

“You’ll cheat.”

“Only if you promise to punish me.”

You groaned, laughing despite yourself. God, he was impossible. And yet, you let yourself glance just a second at the way his forearms flexed as he unscrewed the bolt, the way sweat beaded at his temple and trickled down his throat.

It wasn’t the first time you noticed.

It definitely wasn’t the first time you wondered what it would feel like to kiss him when he was like this: hot, reckless, and just this side of trouble.

You were halfway through reassembling your rifle when he leaned in close, voice low and rough in your ear.

“You ever do it in a supply closet?”

You paused. “Jesus, Manny.”

“What?” he grinned, pretending innocence. “It’s a simple question.”

You turned to glare at him, but he was too close. His arm brushed yours, and his breath was hot on your cheek. The air between you was already thick,but now it sizzled.

“Manny,” you warned again, but this time it came out softer.

He tilted his head. “Say the word and I’ll lock the door behind us.”

You stared at him, heartbeat kicking up. For once, there was no smirk on his lips. Just a low simmer in his gaze, a quiet dare. You could’ve laughed it off. Could’ve shoved him and gone back to your work.

But instead you stood, rifle forgotten, and said, “You’ve got five minutes before someone comes looking.”

His eyes darkened. “That’s all I need.”

You grabbed him by the collar, yanked him down, and kissed him like he was the last drop of water in the desert. His hands found your hips instantly, tugging you close, grinding into you like he’d been holding back for weeks.

The door slammed shut behind you as he shoved you into the narrow storage room, lips never leaving yours.

“You’re insane,” you panted.

“You love it,” he muttered, teeth scraping your jaw.

And fuck,maybe you did.

His hands were already under your shirt, fingers rough and greedy, thumbs grazing under your bra. He lifted it without ceremony, growling when he saw your hardened nipples.

“Look at you,” he whispered, mouth trailing down to latch onto one breast, tongue flicking fast. “All hot and bothered…”

“You’ve been teasing me all goddamn week,” you gasped, hands threading through his curls. “This is your fault.”

He smirked against your skin. “Then let me fix it.”

His hands were on your shorts, tugging them down, then your panties. The cool air on your thighs made you shiver, even in the heat. You reached for his belt, fumbling, desperate.

“Fuck, Manny please”

“I got you, mi cielo,” he said, voice softer now, reverent.

He turned you, bent you over a crate of ammo, and knelt behind you like it was worship. You cried out when his tongue found you, broad and slow, licking from base to clit with maddening patience.

“Manny fuck”

Your fingers gripped the edge of the crate, legs trembling as he licked, sucked, and moaned against you like a man possessed. His fingers joined the mix,two thick digits curling just right while his mouth never left your clit.

“I can’t, gonnna”

“Come for me, hermosa,” he said, voice ragged. “Let me taste it.”

You did, gasping, knees buckling, thighs shaking. He held you through it, tongue lapping up every drop like he needed it to survive.

When you turned around, breathless and still shaking, he was already stripping off his shirt.

“You’re not gonna let me return the favor?” you teased, still panting.

He pulled you close, hand fisting in your hair. “Next time. Right now, I need to be inside you.”

You wrapped your legs around his waist as he lifted you effortlessly onto the crate. One swift thrust, and he was seated deep, both of you moaning at the stretch.

“Fuck you feel so good” he muttered, forehead pressed to yours.

You tightened around him in response, smirking. “Still think five minutes was enough?”

He growled, hips snapping into you faster, harder. You clawed at his back, thighs wrapped tight around him, both of you covered in sweat and barely holding on.

“You gonna come again for me, baby?” he panted.

“Only if you don’t stop , fuck,right there”

Your nails dug into his back as you came again, clenching around him. He gasped, thrust twice more, then stilled with a deep groan, spilling inside you.

For a moment, the only sound was your breathing. Then his arms were around you, pulling you into his chest, sweaty and spent.

“Shit,” he whispered into your hair.

You laughed weakly. “Yeah. That happened.”

He kissed your forehead, then pulled back to look at you. “Still think I’m trouble?”

You smirked. “I know you’re trouble.”

“But you like it,” he said, nuzzling your nose.

You shrugged, grinning. “Maybe I like a little heat.”

“You like me,” he corrected smugly.

You rolled your eyes. “Maybe.”

He kissed you again, slower this time. “Then let’s get outta here before we both get court-martialed.”

You reached for your clothes, still flushed and breathless. “Next time, Manny, I’m on top.”

“Oh, chica,” he said, laughing. “You can ride me all summer long.”