#Funing fuming fuming

[living-poltergeist]

this fucking website would be infinitely more tolerable if people fucking tagged current events. it's so simple consider it. I've had it blacklisted for years but do i ever see it help me???? fucking rarely. I'm guilty of reblogging because nobody fucking tags it so i get set off but consider perhaps tagging currebt evehts so people suffering from sensitivities can enjoy memes without running in to untagged harrowing terrors and violent crimes and loss of human rights randomly unexpectedly even in meme format im exploding this websire with my mind fucking stop

[jelliedbat]

i have never seen an individual with a worse case of Down Bad than him

[bedforddanes75]

how it feels to not have wifi in MY OWN HOUSE

[poppy-metal]

[ literally u dont have to write a single thought for this if u want i js want someone to match my freak BUT ]

stepdaddy art and dbf patrick trailing you to a club one night? its phase one in patrick teaching art his precious baby girl breaks a few rules - which art already knows, but he didn't realise exactly how until they follow you out. you, shining bright and brilliant amongst all your friends, radiant as the sun, alight with fire. its fire, too, like how patrick was, that sharp knack for commanding a room whenever you walk into it, demanding to be given what you want. but in a softer way than patrick did. sweeter, a more girlish light. the way art is: charming, bright, sunny. kind. you, in your little skirt - when a motorcycle blows by it flies up, and they catch a quick glimpse of the cutest little lacy panties - and your tight top, miles of legs and chest and skin. bare.

you, giggling and clearly tipsy, if not straight up drunk, flirting your way past the bouncer with your friends. they follow you in, slide the bouncer a few crisp twenties for his cooperation, and watch. watch you dancing, laughing, all hips and arms and shiny hair as you twirl with your friends, and fuck, its mildly reminiscent of another girl they liked a lifetime ago, watching another girl on the dance floor, waiting for the right moment to jump in and play for her number. hypnotic.

and they watch you. flirting your way into a round of shots for you and your friends. dancing right in the middle of the throng of people. arts pleased to see you turn down any guy that approaches you - "its girls night," you giggle - and patrick has to actually fight back a cheer when your heel stomps on a particularly pushy guy's foot. you're here to have fun, to dance. but you're drunk, and needy, and the guy you do end up making out with has patricks roguish grin and arts soft blond curls, but your hazy mind barely even registers this connection, and all patrick and art see is some douchebag with his hands on their girl. the executive decision is made not to interfere, if only because art knows you'd hate him for it. so they fume until you him away to go back to your friends, and they fume the whole ride home, and they fune when you text saying you're sleeping over with alyssa - who the fuck is alyssa?! - to study, and they fume until they fuck, arts face buried in your sugary-vanilla pillows, patrick wrapping a pair of your panties around arts dick, taking advantage of the fact that art cant really see, but he can hear, hears it when patrick asks him if it "feels good, huh? you want to cum all over her panties? yeah? go on, donaldson, you always were a perv, yeah, cum all over your baby girl's panties-" and art does, whining, sobbing, begging. they both pretend they're cumming in you, even though neither will admit it - art into your panties, patrick into arts ass.

you dont notice, when you return the next morning, that someone changed your sheets. you certainly don't notice the missing panties. art hates himself for it - vows it will never happen again. it will.

-kit (slowly going insane over this au)

I'm going to kill myself, truly im at my limit - @gamesetart

in my head - you and art dont know about eachother yet - its just kink talk, at the moment. he's not sure how either of you'd react - you're so possessive and needy of him. jealous so easily - and art. he's still pretty sure art will beat him bloody when he finds out patricks touched you at all - regardless of what he allows to be talked about in bed.

its just show art that you're grown up - to get art to stop seeing you as someone who needs protecting - look at her, art, she knows how to handle herself, she knows how to use her body and dance and work the men around her - she's not helpless and defenseless anymore.

art sees you differently after that night. he already had a hard time looking you in the eye after that night when he'd imagined you - he just realizes you' dont need him to shield you from anything. not anymore. and he..... doesn't like it. can hardly stomach it - who is he, if he can't be needed? its what hes revolved his life around - around you - around you needing him. you needed him when you were younger and your own mother didn't want you but he did and he was there for you and he took you in and you needed him growing up and you needed him for so many things you needed him to watch scary movies with you because they made you jump you needed him to tie your hair for you for school you needed him to buy you pads and tampons when you ran out you needed him to cook you food and be a safe place to come home to you needed him to teach you how to drive you needed him to pick you up from your friends house you needed him you needed him you needed him you needed him you needed him. you needed him.

and now you dont.

you're all grown up and you dont need him.

does he even know you anymore? will he get to know this new person you're becoming? does he want to not be needed by you?

no, he doesn't want that.

and its all he can think about on the drive home and later when patrick fucks him in your bed and he doesn't even fight it this time - just moans like a fucking whore when patrick wraps your panties around his cock and closes his eyes and thinks about you needing him. in a different way. in a new way.

you needed a dad for so long - you made him be that for you - he can be more - he can be anything - as long as you keep needing him - as long as you dont stop -

"god, dont stop -" its a plea - one patrick grants, wrapping the cotton more tightly around his cock, fitting his balls through the opening and rubbing the fabric into his shaft - fuck - "I'm gonna cum -"

"yeah -" patrick groans. he's fucking art so hard - like he's trying to punch art through your bed, the headboard is rattling against the wall, your stuffed animals falling from the bed. "fill her fuckin panties art - she's been so bad, huh? past her curfew and she's flauntin herself to older men - keeping her old man waiting up worryin' about her - while she's out being a slut - "

if it was any other situation art would knock his teeth out for talking about you that way. at the moment he can't, hes too amped up, hips bucking wildly, he reaches down to grip his own dick - shove it down so his head it rubbing into the patch of your panties where your cunt would rest - rubbing rubbing rubbing as his toes fucking curl in your sheets - "oh fuck -" he grunts, tenses -

when he cums - it shudders through his whole body. hole clenching, strangling patricks dick as his balls empty into your panties- stretching the fabric out lewdly around his cock -

"good boy - if she's gonna be a whore under your roof the least she can do is milk your cock - "

art whines. pulses out more cum weakly. thinks hes going to hell and that hes glad you'll never find out about this. you'll never know. you'll leave and you wont need him anymore and he just needs this to cope - that's all.

[999moreyears]

im huffing the cement funes like no tomorrow i love fumes

[thenanamisimp]

Fune wo Amu - The great passage

Genre: Drama/Romance

Warnings: None :)

This is where I'm having to bend the rules of my alphabetical watchlist thing a bit; none of the (english titled) anime in the F section of my watchlist were inspiring me so I decided to try japanese titles - ending up at Fume wo Amu also known as The great passage.

The great passage is a simple anime, a story about how a dictionary is made. Kouhei Araki, an editor at the dictionary editorial devision at Genbu publishing, has to retire in order to take care of his wife and hence is looking for someone to replace him in his position. He meets Mitsuya Majime, a man who has an excitement for words and their meanings, characteristics which make Araki believe he is the perfect person for this position.

While initially the story might seem boring, the charm of this anime comes from its simplicity. Seeing the protagonists struggle with everyday things from adjusting to a new work environment and feeling underqualified for their position to struggling socially and expressing romantic intentions.

Within 11 episodes, you come to like and relate to the characters in one way or another. And on top of all this, this anime delivers beautiful art with simple animation, absolutely BEAUTIFUL background music as well as intro and outro songs. It has been a very long time since I've watched an anime from beginning to end without skipping a single second of it.

This anime is a hidden gem that more people need to appreciate. Give this a chance if you have an afternoon to spare! You won't regret it

Thanks for reading another anime ramble! Enjoy watching :)

theNanamiSimp

[snakesnifter]

i love the smellof cigarretes and smoek etc etc but i hate the smell of bleach so much i get why people clean with it. but i literally cannot because if i breathe in the funes then i will be knocked out and incapacitated and dead within the hour for some reason my body hates bleach fumes

[cxffncase]

GOD I WANNA SEE PROMARE SO BADLY

[duchessanon]

The uk subreddit is calling the funeral the Statey Funes (callback to Platty Jubes)

Not as good and funes is like fumes!

[littlefanggz]

SKSKSK, here’s the notes for the Dora movie, this shit won’t make much sense tbh and spoilers i guess?? And typos, lots and lots of typos  uwu

Under the cut cause I don’t want to be a bother with scrolling

SAY DELICISOO SKEKDKJE AM CRYING

SHE KEEPS TALKING TO THE CAMERA

boots looks like a hellspawn wtf

I have hope for this movie

Diego BOUTA THROW HANDS SKEJDJDKEKR

THEY SPEAKING SPANISH

SHE KEEPS TALKING TO THE CAMERA

SHES FUCKING 16

AND STILL WEARING THE SAME SHITT SKEJFN

Thqt cave looks like gravity falls tbh

Watch out Dora, raves are d a n g e r o u s

Diego is m e

Dora is fucking annoying but she’s the biggest uwu bean bby ever

The grandma is my grandma in a nutshell

I still love Diego despite him being a jerk uwu

HOLY FUCKING SHIT THAT PLOT TWIST SJRKDKEIRJFJE

 EVIL TREASURE HUNTERS

SWIPING AS THE EVIL SIDE KICK IS AMAZING SKDJFJEKR

Dora has to sing for fucking everything

Diego and that girl, Epic ship

I ship it

I still love Diego skdjfjekrkf

THE ANIMATION PART

THEY GOT HIGH OFF OF FUMES

PIZZA FUNES

INK FUMES AUS

I LOVE IT SKENFJERJFKEKRK

SKEJFJEJRKF

THE ANIMATION WAS SO GOOD I LOVED THAT PART

THAT WAS THE BEST PART

HE CAN HOLD HIS BREATH FOR 7 MINUTES THIS MAN IS GOD

ALEJANDRO IS THE BAD GIY I CALLRD IT SKDJDJE

IT WAS SO PREDICTABLE

BOOTS HAD THE DEEPEST FUCKING VOICE WHAT THE FUCK

WHERE THE FUCK IS DIEGO’S JAGUAR IM WAITING NICKOLEDOEN  

JUNGLE P U Z Z L E

DORA OUTWITTED THIS MAN

THIS MAN DID A MACERANA ON THEM

TAKE THE FUCKING L D O R A

HE NESRLY BURNED ALIVE

BUT OH SHIT ITS THE GUARDIANS

OH SHIT WHADDUP

THE QUERN IS BEAUTIFUL SMSJFJD

I JUST REALIZED SWIPER IS LOW KEY RACIST

Ngl

Diego and Sammy kissed, smejdjdke my ship.

One friend - She wasn’t ready

Another friend- it was good

Best friend- it was pretty good, not prepared for it

Second friend-funny, it was good

Me- I wasn’t fucking ready, what the fuck, am crying,

[seksikaim-kala-eestis]

Me at 2 AM: Ma chambre a la forme d'une caaaaaagee...

[lovegintoke]

Eyes of Zoro

Te no hira no suna, sarasara toochi Kumo wa ni nagare nochiseru, Shio wa hiki mata michite yukutsuki o miru

A areia na minha palma sussurra quando cai As nuvens desaparecem e depois o tempo limpa A maré puxa e novamente eu vejo a lua crescente

Doukaku wa mata, kuzuresari Hito wa ni nagare todomaru no moto Sugi omou mata kibou to iu yoake mae

Como um castelo em plena destruição As pessoas devem destruir seu medo E derrubar os muros que os impedem de ver o amanhecer

Eika no hana, tsuru no shizuku Kanashimi wa agata me ni tsukiareru Yume o mita otoko tachi wa Chizu ni naiguchi o misugu Kono fune ga tadorisuku no wa Maboroshi da toushite mo koko ni aru no wa tashika na mono

Flores ao luar, gotas de orvalhos Para que sua dor se torne honra Os homens que viram seus sonhos ao amanhecer Apresse-se em caminhos desconhecidos Eu vou entrar no navio que está me esperando Não sei até onde vou chegar Mas não vou perder, vou derrubar o muro

Ichiyoku no kaze, karakara sugite Daichi ni kawaki nochiniare Midori mo e mata kare hate tene miru toki

A força do vento impede a passagem Sem coração sua decisão será como um deserto Mas com valor florescerá

Ki o kakonde wa, yoru no yuukage Hito wa hitori hitori ga tsudoi E ni ukai mata karisome no yume o miru

Ao anoitecer ao redor do fogo teremos um banquete As pessoas se reúnem quando estão sozinhos alguns para ver a luz Alguns com sorrisos sinceros e outros com sonhos fugazes

Eika no hana, fukarete iru Owaru to moshirenu tabi sakikoru Yume o mita otoko tachi wa Ofure naki kokoro ni fume Kono karada sutekuru yume Maboroshi da toushite mo koko ni aru no wa tashika na mono

Flores ao luar sendo levadas pelo vento Para que no final da jornada eu possa florescer Os homens que viram seus sonhos ao amanhecer Busque seus corações sem medo Desenvencilhe seu corpo Mas não deixe o seu desejo Não vou perder Vou derrubar o muro

Eika no hana, tsuru no shizuku Kanashimi wa agata me ni tsukiareru Yume o mita otoko tachi wa Chizu ni naiguchi o misugu Kono fune ga tadorisuku no wa Maboroshi da toushite mo koko ni aru no wa tashika na mono

Flores ao luar, gotas de orvalhos Para que sua dor se torne honra Os homens que viram seus sonhos ao amanhecer Apresse-se em caminhos desconhecidos Eu vou entrar no navio que está me esperando Não sei até onde vou chegar Mas não vou perder Vou derrubar o muro 

[babyheroeclipseweasel]

From Los Angeles.

From Los Angeles Pitufornia, The Smalls. From Pitufolos California, The Smells. From DesvínCulo Flatofornía, The Crows. From Repíte, Clubornia. Followed by a Smalls Mocumentary narrated by Peter Coyote. A tus puerquitos y tus Lunes. A tus Fumes y a tus Fumes. A tus Fumes. A Tus Funes. Thank God for El Lunes. Mine is Party Lunes.

LSR. 2019.