#before they run out of stock ^_^

[spacizia]

Get your own premium Gordon slushies

[c0smo-waterr]

So I just saw how the shadow milk plush preorder went through a wonderful youtube video (I know I'm late to the party again.)

but oh my gosh. Its basically the amiami touhou fumo war.

[sapphoshands]

next time i'm like 'oh i'll buy another bottle of dry shampoo while the sale is on' will someone PLEASE remind me i have THREE in storage

[daemaid]

Can I just say that I feel it’s a little odd that the Mystic Seller just rips Narinder from whatever afterlife he went to just to give him up as a prize?

I get that game-play wise this was to allow people who chose to kill him post-battle access to a unique follower that would have been unobtainable before, but story-wise it just has me like ??? Why did they do that???

Idk maybe I’m missing something, but was anyone else sorta weirded out by this part of the game?

[venomgender]

playing kingdom hearts is such a funny experience because you will spend 2 hours trying to defeat cerberus and then every boss fight after that youre like Really? thaf was fhe boss of this world? i didnt even have to give donald and goofy potions!

[bogkeep]

the way the most recent pokemon games don't let you turn off the exp share or the affection mechanic bonuses is nothing short of maddening. i think they make great accessibility features If Only They Were Optional and the flavour text is cute, but i want to have a fun casual playthrough that's at least mildly challenging without having to make it a nuzlocke or something. i don't want to feed my starter bitter medicines to make her hate me :(

[savage-rhi]

🫂

[ferberus-skull]

pixel cat's end i love you.

flight rising.... you're okay (joking, i love you too)

[binch-i-might-be]

this smells fucking incredible btw

[nanamisdollie]

olderbf!nanami ⋆ 𐙚 ̊.

smut, mdni. cw: age gap!!

olderbf!nanami who you meet in your first year of college after matching on some dating app. he’s around ten years older than you, but he’s attractive and seems sweet off the jump.

olderbf!nanami who takes you to some french inspired pastry cafe for your first date. he admits he doesn't usually go for younger girls, and you believe him. he's a total gentleman, what more could you ask for in a guy? so what if he was older.

olderbf!nanami who is always picking you up from campus for cute little dates or shopping sprees, letting you run up his cards on whatever things college aged girls like. he never spent much money on himself and that little smile you give him after he tells you to just "grab the bag" you've been staring at makes his heart race.

olderbf!nanami who ties your shoes for you or helps you slip on a pair of heels before going somewhere, always making sure his girl is always taken care of.

olderbf!nanami who never pressures you into anything. did he fantasize about you? well...yeah. he felt guilty whenever you'd bend over in a little skirt and he got a glimpse of a frilly pair of panties, or when you'd lean over the table while sitting across from him and your cleavage was daring him to just take a little peak. he felt like a total pervert...but it didn't stop him from fisting his cock in the car after dropping you off at your dorm or apartment.

olderbf!nanami who is on edge the first time you spend the night. he makes sure his apartment is spotless, stocks the fridge with your favorite snacks, even gets you a little gift. he needed this to be perfect, what if you got uncomfortable? what if you hated his sense(or lack there of) of style?

olderbf!nanami who makes you your favorite dish for dinner after getting a recipe off facebook of all places. he makes sure to set the table, light some candles, and pull your chair out for you before you sit.

olderbf!nanami who is surprised when you make the first move after dinner. a simple hand on his thigh while watching some movie you said seemed funny; it wasn't his vibe but he watched it for you. the second your fingers brush his broad thigh every hair on his body stands up, he feels his cock twitch against his slacks and he prays to whatever god there is that you don't notice

of course you do though.

olderbf!nanami who has his larger hand over yours as he teaches you how to jerk him off properly. your hands are so soft and small compared to his own overworked ones, so pretty with his pre glistening on your nails. his free hand slips up your waist to your head where he brushes your hair back gently, petting your head.

"thats my girl"

"twist your hand a lil…ah!-yeah, thats it…”

olderbf!nanami who, like a gentleman, holds your hair back while you suck him off.

olderbf!nanami who praises you even when you struggle to take past his tip. even when he fucks his hips up and listens to you gag when he hits the back of your tight throat.

olderbf!nanami who is already addicted to the way a string of saliva connects your flushed lips to the tip of his twitching length. your eyes lock with his and he debates cumming down ur throat right then and there.

olderbf!nanami who indulges in teaching you how to ride him. he guides your hips down agonizingly slow onto him and nearly busts just feeling your tight cunt swallowing him up. he wonders why he never went for a girl like you before, someone so sweet but so fucking needy to learn how to please him. when he finally lets you move, your hips snapping into him while little huffs and whines fall past ur glossy lips, he swears hes died and gone to heaven.

“pretty girl…m’ filling you up good, right? nice and full”

“need me to teach you how to pleasure a man properly? hm?”

“keep going- fuck!-sorry sweetheart…gonna cum if you do that again…”

olderbf!nanami who has the decency to pull out and cum on ur soft belly, grunting out a curse while watching his seed pool there.

olderbf!nanami who cleans you up and wraps you in one of the throw blankets on the couch, asking you how you’re feeling. he doesn’t hesitate to bring you water and/or make you tea. anything for you.

olderbf!nanami who is already planning out the next time you stay over so he can show you how a real man touches a girl.

this is kinda rough but i just wanted to get something posted :3 likes n reblogs r appreciated!!

[falling-hand-in-unlovable-hand]

the incredibly shaggy mullet is starting to suck my soul out... but prom is in literally three days and idk that i want to suddenly chop it guhhhh kill me

[reasonsforhope]

"Kat Abughazaleh, a 26-year-old running for Congress in Illinois’ 9th congressional district, isn’t shy about her belief that politicians need to do things differently.

“We have a representation problem,” the first line of the “About” page on her website reads.

“As in, about half of Congress are millionaires and people born before the Moon landing. And that's part of the reason we're in this mess: Our leaders are out of touch.”

A journalist, social media influencer, and political commentator that GQ called “a lefty,” with a mission to revitalize the Democratic party, Abughazaleh built a following online before she launched her campaign in March of 2025. 

But now, she’s leveraging her platform — and campaign dollars — to help people in her community before ballots are even filled in.

“My congressional campaign is feeding people right now,” she starts in a recent TikTok video. 

“Part of the reason I decided to run was because I saw how much money gets wasted in politics, and I thought, ‘What if we spent it differently?’”

She adds that the campaign is focused on “direct action and mutual aid,” emphasizing that she wanted her run for office to be “dual-purpose,” in which she can get her message out and help people in the process. 

It’s a stark pivot from the traditional way of campaigning in the United States, which often includes pricey fundraising galas, attack ads, big billboards, and perhaps the most criticized and unpopular feature: massive donations from private businesses and interest groups. 

Abughazaleh has publicly congratulated the former incumbent of this seat — 80-year-old Rep. Jan Schakowsky, who has held the title since 1999, the year Abughazaleh was born — for her “decades of service.” 

Rep. Schakowsky will not seek reelection, but Abughazaleh called for others to run, hoping to participate in the “first competitive Democratic primary in the District since 1998.”

Abughazaleh has also shared that the average donation her campaign receives is $31. And according to GQ, 1,000 people signed up to volunteer for her campaign within a week of her initial announcement.

And while that volunteering does include marketing, canvassing, and getting the word out, it mostly adds up to actual on-the-ground volunteer work to help people in the local community.

“Our kick-off event, for instance, didn’t charge $500 a plate,” Abughazaleh shared in her TikTok. “People just had to bring a box of pads or tampons, which were donated to Chicago’s period collective. By the end of the night, we had gathered over 5,600 period products, which went to people who can’t afford them.”

Most recently, the campaign hosted a food drive for a local community fridge program.

“We asked folks to come out and donate food in exchange for a campaign yard or window sign,” Abughazaleh said. “And by the end of the day, we were able to fully stock the empty pantry and fill the fridge with frozen meals, produce, and eggs. That’s feeding people right now.”

“Don’t worry, we checked to make sure this is legal," she added. "And it is."

The campaign has also launched a High School Public Serve Grant program that encourages local youth to submit ideas for how to make the community better, and Abughazaleh’s campaign will support it with money, materials, volunteers, and her online platform...

“Something you’ll rarely see is concrete help in their communities during the campaign,” she said. “And frankly, to me, that just seems stupid. Not only do you get to help people — supposedly what you’re running to do — but it also shows what you’re about, instead of just providing lip service.” ...

“If every campaign adopted this model, then we wouldn’t be wasting money every single cycle. Every city, town, and village across America would be improved by their election process, and I think it would also get people more involved,” she said.

“We have local folks who have never voted in an election, but they joined our volunteer Discord server because they want to help, they feel like they have something to vote for.”

For those who might be inspired enough to run for office with this model, she says: Full steam ahead.

“Frankly, I would love it if other campaigns took our model. Use it, pretend it’s yours, I don’t care!” she wrapped up her TikTok. 

“Pair with organizations in your community that have been doing the work, talk with local experts, and try to spearhead any initiatives you can to show your values and help your constituents. It’s really that easy.”

-via GoodGoodGood, May 14, 2025

[sufficientlylargen]

Story Concept: Star-crossed lovers, destined to fall in love but be kept apart, except they don't actually have any interest in each other, the stars are just super obsessed with shipping them for some reason.

[cetoddle]

today is one of those days that it feels like the whole entire world is doing everything in its power to work against me and piss me off

[polygarnstars]

dreamworks pulling a the boy and the heron second theatrical release with the wild robot months before we even find out if it wins best animated lowkey funny af imo

[followmybadreligion]

thinking about getting a little too drunk w husband!simon…

he’s already a super possessive guy, but your drunken antics are only making it ten times worse.

sure, coming to the bar was his idea. it was only fair, after such a long week at work, that he got to have a nice dinner on the town and a few beers shortly after. even better that he got to do it with his pretty fucking wife, you know?

yeah, he watched you slip into the tightest, smallest dress you had, curl your hair into pretty little coils, and push and pull at everything else out of place. he saw the too tall black pumps you choose— the one’s he got you for your anniversary that make your legs look model-length long. he even saw the way your black lace bralette played peek-a-boo along your dress’s neckline.

all of it only made him more excited.

getting to show you off on the town? his sweet, sexy little woman all done-up and pretty, hanging off his arm like his little trophy? god, he was practically hard before you two could reach the front door.

the second that liquor hit your system, though, was the second all hell broke loose.

at this point in the night, you’re long past the idea of sitting pretty, eating your food, and posing for pictures. now, you’re feeling good. a little tipsy, or maybe even drunk. all the shyness or docile little feelings from the beginning of the night are gone.

now, you wanna dance. you wanna throw your arms up and sway with the other bar-goers, and why shouldn’t you be able to?

you didn’t mind the way your dress rode up your thighs, giving the wrong people an eyeful of your goods. you hadn’t noticed the men who’d run their hands over you, every so often passing by with their crotch just a little too close to your ass. all you were focused on was the music, how good you felt, and when your next shot was coming.

if only you had paid attention to the damn near menacing stare simon had you under. something that rivaled a madman’s with its intensity.

he’d held back for the first few songs, letting the angel on his shoulder telling him to ease up guide him. sure, he still stood around like an unamused body guard, sending glares to the gawking men and buying your drinks whenever you asked. maybe occasionally he’d get a cute picture or video of you too. that was just what came with the simon o’riley type though.

it wasn’t until you got to the flirty territory, grinding your ass into him with the music or kissing him with a little too much tongue, that he decided to pull the plug.

and god, did you always give him attitude for it.

“i’m not ready to leave, simon,” you’d whine, eyes glossed over and face screwed up in that cute little way you only do when you’re aggravated.

“i want another drink,” but you’re slurring and stumbling already.

“just keep kissing on me, baby,” you protest as he grabs your discarded shoes and purse and starts leading you towards the exit.

he’s sweet with you at first, given how drunk and cute you truly are. sure, you may have triggered his possessiveness early, but you’re batting your eyelashes up at him and clinging onto him for dear life. how could he not talk to you softly? how could he not kiss you back as he tugged your dress back down?

“it’s alright, lovie. let’s get home and i’ll take such good care of you.”

you start trying to fight him though and you’ll see how thin his patience truly is.

doing things out of spite? pulling his hands away from you while he’s trying to guide you down the street? arguing with him through your half-coherent sentences? cursing him under your breath just loud enough that he can hear it?

you’re getting yourself in trouble and you’re too drunk to know it.

he was prepared to let your little outbursts slide. wouldn’t hold it against you and still keep his plans straight for the night.

after all you’d done, he was still gonna get you home, slip off those stockings and undo those zippers. dedicate the rest of the night to making you feel all good like how you’d begging him too.

but you just can’t keep that pretty little mouth shut, can you?

“don’t make it worse for yourself.” he’d warn, grabbing your face from its resting place against his passenger-side window, “you’ve already fucked up enough as is, yeah?”

his voice is gruff and his jaw is set, but his eyes don’t leave yours for a second.

you’ll be making it up to him all night long, and he’s gonna be anything but nice now ;)