#A loser goddamn baby

[rottmntrulesall]

You're a loser, baby.....

[lunarmoontea]

You're a loser, baby

[lemyondre]

HAVE YOU LOST YOUR WAY AND YOU THINK YOUR LIFE IS WRECKED?

Well be a loser, baby and check this video out. It’s me singing btw lol and I also drew the cover for the cover.

[edit, this post isn’t explicit😭😭😭 my tumblr is high]

[authormars]

WHY DO PEOPLE KEEP FOLLOWING ME

IM NOT COOL DONT BE FOOLED BY MY LUCIFER PROFILE PIC

IM ACTUALLY A TOTAL LOSER AND WEIRDO

[koalas-koalas-everywhere]

So with Mimzy’s reveal, we can assume that every time Alastor goes, “Maybe you know me from my podcast?” he’s not just fishing for recognition, the man is out there trying to threaten people 😭😭 He rolled intimidation on Lucifer and flubbed it, too 😭😭 And it’s not even because Lucifer thinks he’s above Alastor, it’s because he was probably too depressed to even pay attention 😭😭😭

[minnieposting]

IM SSOOOO SSIIIIIICCKKKKKKKDKSKSKAMAKSX

[kandibatz]

had a dream where for some reason bob was moth themed instead of devil themed and somehow it was so so much more terrifying esp in the context of the dream

[lecliss]

Wait while I'm here lemme say something that's been on my mind for like 2 weeks at least. So, Yahiko was alive when Obito first came to Ame and talked to Nagato. The canonical ages of Obito and Nagato in shippuden are 31 and 35 respectively. So the ame orphans are all 4 years older than Obito. Considering Yahiko died at 15, the oldest Obito could be when meeting Nagato is..... 11. When did Obito have his death scare and meet Madara before leaving for Ame??? When he was 13. Sooooo... unless I somehow got something wrong, and please correct me if I did, Kishimoto is once again a hack fraud.

[apollo-zero-one]

I fuckin love the Loser Baby song from Hazbin Hotel it's so great lmfao

[triona-tribblescore]

More shitty doodles because im so normal and I'm a loser baby a loser goddamn- QwQ <3

[vitrines]

just had to resist the urge to be mean online (i did not actually resist the urge i'm just saying it where nobody will see it)

[magnusthepuppet]

you’re a loser, baby! a loser, goddamn, baby! you’re a fucked up little whiny bitch <3

if these two aren’t endgame then idk what is 🤷

[simporado]

MDNI / bakugo x reader

Chest to chest, you were seated on Katsuki’s lap, cockwarking him while he was seated on your couch. both your arms were wrapped around his shoulders, your phone in one hand. You were reading one of your favorite romance book/series, and everytime you came across a heart-fluttering moment, you would not only feel your heart flutter, but your pussy too.

Katsuki groans and lets out a breathy “Mmh, fuck��, and grips your hips tighter as soon as he feels you clench around him.

It was your idea to do this, since he kept teasing you about being a loser with no life, burying yourself in those goddamn fiction instead of spending your time with him

So as a little punishment and to prove something to him, you force him to ‘sit still and don’t move.’ You were the one leading here, so whenever he tries to grind or thrust up a little, you completely eject yourself from his dick. He’d get so whiny and plead to you, “M’sorry. Sit back down, I won’t do it again. Please, baby. Need to feel you around me.”

You squealed once you got to your favorite part, a love confession of the main characters, finally! and Katsuki feels you clench harder than ever before. He moans loudly before muffling his moans into your neck, lowkey embarrassed that it’s getting him so close to cumming.

Then, you toss your phone down onto the couch once you’d had enough reading. “Thank you Katsuki, You did so good, baby.” You kiss his shoulder then his neck and whisper praises against his ear. He brings his face up to kiss you, shoving his tongue in your mouth. You return the kiss and wrap your arms around his neck once again and begin bouncing, and you both let out long moans.

It doesn’t take long for the both of you to cum, having been cockwarming for almost an hour.

Safe to say Katsuki doesnt mind you spending your time reading and ignoring him now, as long as you sit on him while he’s buried in you.

[ggumjjun]

not a req but please please can you write something for haechan soon 😭😭 i need it so bad i’m dying

# impatient !! l.dh

lol why not ig this man is too cunty for his own good

# nsfw + minors dni, making a bet with hyuck when he won’t pay attention to you because his league match takes priority.

there’s nothing quite more infuriating than haechan on a bet. but two can play that game. like telling him he wouldn’t last five minutes with that boner of his, bulging through his sweats prominently,,, after all, he asked for it, choosing games over you. you shouldn’t have underestimated him.

“baby, i’m almost done,” haechan grumbles when your insistently wave your hand over his view, blocking sight of his computer. “hyuck, you’ve been saying that for an hour,” you whine, leaning over the back of his gaming chair. leave it to haechan to be more invested in winning league than spending time together after a long week. god, he looks divine, loose white t shirt hanging off his shoulders and exposing the smooth collarbones peeking out, gray sweats comfortably manspread as he clicks away, his subtle, quiet breaths laced with annoyed swears driving you a little more feral by the second. and maybe any other day you’d have more patience, but sometimes desperate days call for desperate measures,,, and maybe you’d just rather hyuck bend you over his desk and fuck you dumb instead of watching his goddamn league match.

“so impatient,” haechan smirks when you take matters into your own hands, climbing over his armrest to press your needy clothed cunt or his thigh, a soft moan escaping your lips at the desperately needed friction, slowly rubbing your panties against his sweats, hand on his shoulder to ground yourself as you blink at him expectantly, because fuck, he’s a goddamn tease. “hyuck…” your voice drawls in a whining manner, clenching your thighs over his, fingers wandering down his shirt to feel the smooth musculature beneath, slowly tracing downward, “‘m bored, just want you already.”

“what a brat,” his voice low when your hips rut against his thigh harder, soft mewls and whimpers slipping from your lips as you hump his leg desperately, but he won’t fucking give you the attention you need. “baby,” haechan’s voice laced with a tease as your fingers reach the bulge in his sweats, feeling the effect your neediness has on him, so sure you’ve got him when you tilt your head to his neck, pressing needy kisses, warm pants and gasps, soaked panties and lewd noises as you palm him, a small frustrated hyuck escaping you when haechan bites his lip to keep his composure. but the final irritating straw is when his pretty eyes meet yours in a teasing glance. “nice try,” he grins, “you won’t get me to cum in my pants like a loser.”

and then you made the dumbest fucking bet of your life.

because if anything, haechan is fucking competitive, bulge in his sweats and he’s made it another half an hour without touching himself while you’re on the verge of tears trying to resist touching yourself, desperately wanting to do something to cure the need for friction, touch, anything. and the longer you wait, the more it drives you mad with need, your pride the only thing keeping you sane. and maybe you don’t want to give him the satisfaction of winning both a game and a bet.

“all you have to do is just beg again,” haechan’s voice laced with amusement as he glances over his shoulder, “say it. you’re going to lose, baby.” and your will shatters when he spins his chair, mouth watering bulge no longer out of sight, no longer out of mind. your thighs sore from rubbing together, “please,”your voice strained and quiet as you bury your face into his comforter, not wanting to admit it to his face. “gotta say it,” he laughs, relishing your desperation. “please fuck me, hyuck, you w-win.”

“that’s it, baby,” the smirk on his face evident as he strides over, grabbing your hair to make you look up at him, “dumb brat. on fours.” and you swear, you’ve never felt more desperate when he lets go and the sound of his sweats slipping off as you shamefully get on fours, burying your face into his pillow to muffle the drooling moans as his hard cock presses to your cute ass, the tearing sound of your panties ripped from your pussy, and the harsh hit on your dripping cunt a lewd, salacious noise.

“ah—hyuck—!” you cry as his thick cock thrusts hard into your soaked pussy, fingers clinging to his sheets as he fills n stretches you out, lewd slaps of skin on skin with every brutal thrusts, tip kissing your cervix. “fuck,” he exhales, groaning as he lands a hard hit to your ass, “look at you now.” and when he leans over, hands grasping your waist in a bruising grip as he roughly slams into your soaked pussy, haechan’s voice low and husky in your ear. “i’ll make it hell for you, baby. don’t think you’ll have it easy after being such a brat.”

might consider writing a longer ver eventually for this one idk if i like it at this length lol

[unholy-cvlt]

WHERE EAGLES DARE

We walk the streets at night

We go where eagles dare

They pick up every movement

They pick up every loser

With jaded eyes and features

You think they really care?

I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch

You better think about it, baby

I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch

You better think about it, baby, baby

[elsfairy]

need need need loser!abby asking to spit in your mouth for the first time

goddamn it (i need it) i had to add her fingers too, i’m sorry

The question was completely innocent— actually nothing about the muscled blonde, who was looking at you with such pleading eyes, and mouth almost hanging open, strap buried in your cunt until you were nothing but a panting mess, was innocent. Her thumb rubbed mindless circles on your clit, unaware that she was affecting you this badly, not when her main focus was watching the stare you gave her when the question just slipped out her mouth. It was soft, but a little confused. If she wasn’t so into you and wanting every inch of you, she would have probably looked away, got dressed, and ran away, ashamed to be asking such a filthy question to you— to her girl.

“You want to what?” It wasn’t a disgusted question, more a curious one.

Those blue eyes never left yours. Her pupils more dilated the longer she watched you, completely still, all while her fingers still moved against your clit. She simply watched how your back arched, your teeth sunk into your bottom lip to contain the sounds she needed to hear. thrived to pull from you. But you didn’t miss the blush appearing on her face as she dipped her face a little lower, her breath fanning your face. “please let me spit in your mouth, I’ll do so good for you baby, please”

You could see the gears working in her head, the panic on her face and you knew she was worried that you would find her disgusting for asking —pleading for such a thing to you as you were taking a little too long to respond. It’s been on her mind for a while since you both started dating, how oddly good she thinks you would look with her spit in your mouth, how it dribbles down your spin as you plead for a little more. She felt disgusting to ask such a thing of her perfect girl, but the panic that came over her when you just stared was quickly gone when you had obediently opened your mouth, looking up at her with those pleading eyes that you gave her when you wanted something. And because she’s so in love with you, she would always give you what you wanted.

“yeah? you want it?”

“uh huh”

Without another word, the blonde grips your jaw to pull your face a little closer, and you swear you can make out a tiny little smirk resting on her lips. The sight of you was hot to her, your eyes wide, teary, and mouth open. Abby quietly whimpered when she watched the way her spit dropped into your mouth, some of it missing and dropping down your chin and her own cunt clenched around nothing at the sound of your whine.

“So pretty..”

She could barely contain her excitement of you letting her spit in your mouth, and her brain could barely keep up with her actions as she slipped her index finger and middle finger between your lips and into the same mouth that still held her spit, the rough pads instantly coming into contact with your wet tongue, and she was a goner the second you closed your eyes, sucked and moaned at the feeling.

“fuck..”