#or something. :P

[devouund]

sigma and kyouka friendship....... hmm...................

[holeforzenin]

Stepdad Nanami forcefully shoving two thick fingers into your mouth for you to suck on, in hopes of keeping you quiet while he's frantically snapping his hips into your welcoming cunt to relieve some stress from work.

His hands grip your mellowed thighs, spreading them further apart on your desk as his unbuttoned work shirt hangs open, revealing his sweat-slicked, blond hairy chest. Droplets of sweat trailing down his chest and abs… He was supposed to be helping you with your chemistry homework but instead he’s panting and trying his best to stifle his moans on top of you because of the way your tight pussy is fighting to milk his cock dry :(

His cock immediately starts twitching erratically against your warm walls when he hears your mom knocking on your bedroom door to let the two of you know that dinner is ready. After a few sinful minutes later, you head down together, acting as if nothing happened.

The only thing is that you have a sore cunt crammed full of your stepdad’s seed that he’s been saving up in his fat balls all day— waiting to rightfully dispose of it all into his stepdaughter’s hole, to the point where it’s overflowing and steeping down your thighs and onto the chair as you eat dinner.

It’s only a matter of time before Kento is sneakily snaking his calloused hand up your skirt and plugging up your creampied cunt with his fingers to keep his cum in, so he can clean you up with his tongue properly afterwards while he’s telling your mom about how stressful his day was at work.

[inkskinned]

because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.

you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.

you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.

don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.

if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.

you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:

how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!

aren't you happy yet?

[fraternum-momentum]

crucifix.

[kaogens]

static

[that-sweet-jester]

take your kid topside shopping day

[swampybogg]

[ohsweetflips]

legitimately though nothing will be funnier than being on tumblr in 2017 when my mutuals were posting about taz balance, specifically during the reunion tour/stolen century/story&song era, and hearing everyone talk about "lup this" and "lup that." then a year later i start listening to taz balance and i'm like "wow i'm so excited to meet this lup character everyone loves so much :)" and then the story starts and i'm like "wow this is so fun i wonder when lup will show up :)"

[ID: handshake meme with one arm labeled "lich barry" and the other labeled "me," together labeled: "hey why isn't lup with these guys." End ID.]

[poolseason]

and then it all faded back into color

[evermorepeyton]

this is the funniest thing he’s ever said sorry. like yea the chocolate bit is incredibly gay like why is your gift for phil too? especially if it’s something he can’t have 😭

but im laughing at “my friends and family don’t know me that well and it annoys me sometimes”

wdym it annoys you when your family doesn’t know you as well as your parasocial fans 😭 i think he’d said something like this before but i just picture him receiving like a colorful sweater from an uncle or something and thinking to himself “see phannie8271729 would know i wouldn’t want this, fuck you uncle” and it’s making me laugh fuck

[horrorjerk]

everyone's done! i just need to color em... and learn how to draw hands OTL

[rookanisstuff]

The Dellamortes

[caitlynsrighteye]

Ex!girlfriend caitlyn misses you

She fucks her fleshlight to the thought of you.

Your moans the bounce of your tits while you pinch ur nipples. Riding while she thrusts her hips up.

The thought of ur lips wrapped around her, kitten licking her tip driving her crazy.

The toy squished between 2 pillows while she thinks ab fucking u from behind

Her face pressed into her pillow while she fucks the shit out of her toy, remembering the feeling of your smaller body underneath her, ur pussy at her disposal.

On her back, out of breath, soaked in sweat in her dark room in the middle of the night

Her phone screen lights up

A text from u... and photo.

A pic of u laying on ur bed, naked, fingers teasing ur clit with a text saying "i miss u"

Even when ur no longer together shes still wrapped around ur pretty little fingers.

[inkskinned]

okay i almost never address the very small amount of internet fame i have. and sometimes yes it sucks. people often repost my work, or clip it out of context, or flat-out steal it. but like it can be very funny. once a follower dm'd me to say a guy on hinge was pretending to be "inkskinned", and actually had even started his own insta. when she said "i've followed her for years i don't think you're her", he said - actually r.i.d is like seven people, we just made those initials up. (rude). when i found his insta and messaged him, he begged me to just lie and say he was r.i.d because "it's hard for men to date."

once someone said she should be allowed to plagiarize my work because she was a body-positive influencer and that if i "made a big deal" about this and "got her cancelled", i would be doing damage to my own community and i was never "actually" an ally.

i bear these things with the aura of a martyr, the way my catholic father raised me to. i message privately. i handle things quietly and quickly. i do not complain because i am very, very, very, very blessed and i know that. mercy and gentleness literally pour out of me every morning when i wake up, and then i have to mop the floors for how very Good i am.

however today is the first time i have ever had a very specific problem that neither requires me to correct this person nor throw them to the dogs but is somehow worse than years of hatemail, reddit thread death threats, and pinterest reposts:

someone quoted me and just got it, like, a little wrong.

[kensatou]

[yxkipop]

Tw vomit

Yippee

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