#G's•ramblings

[dippiesque]

on our way!!💚

[evilweasel-cosplay]

THE TUMBLR LIVE ICON IS FINALLY GONE FROM MY PAGE

[choco-worms]

I just keep thinking about how hard Lumon is going in on Dylan right now. Secret bribes and meetings with his family, aggressively rewarding his compliance with crumbs of the freedom he craves. Alienating him from the people he cares about the most.

Its so notable to me that in the propaganda claymation, they refuse to acknowledge Dylans heroics in any way, shape, or form. Sure, there are little posters trivilaizing the way he held the OCP switches, but in the film? He is this bumbling comedic relief background thought. They are just really aggressively trying to affirm to him that he is *not* important. This is because he *is* arguably the most important (IN MY OPINION).

I think what makes Dylan such a threat to Lumon is his conviction mixed with his self sacrifice. Plenty of people can really *want* a change to happen, but without someone like Dylan who is willing to put himself at risk with no reward (not see his family and trigger the OCP so everyone else has a chance FIRST) then nothing can happen!!! He is an essential catalyst for revolution!!

[infamous-if]

explains a lot

[mx24]

Toby Fox fans big news

[hopscotch081]

Can we talk about how much Spamton must have actually cared for Tenna? It’s hard to imagine the spiteful little man cares about anyone, but it actually seems like he did at one point. If you go through the S-rank minigames, you’ll know Spamton seemingly was going to give Tenna the secret behind his success, of what made him a Big Shot. Spamton is the greediest, most self-centered creature known to man, and yet he was willing to tell Tenna that? Actually insane. Not to mention the Tropics of Love or the entire room just for fan mail. Also I know a lot of the Spamton Tenna divorce stuff is mostly a meme but given that the Spamton Sweepstake wedding ring page links to a thing about Tenna and that Spamton possesses an item called the Thorn Ring, can we be so sure it is a joke? Your honor I rest my case

[arrowsperpetualcringe]

Imagine you're Ramb, and you got yoinked from Cyberworld to TV World and you STILL see Spamton's big nose ass.

And even worse he's dating your new boss

That's gotta suck major balls

[eshithepetty]

So. Others have noted that 'aiming for the boss's gut" could mean 'filling the boss's gut', and "putting that dead meat in its place" could mean just like. Cooking steak or something. And that perhaps ENA is just misunderstanding this and thinking she'll have to kill the boss because of her prior history with violence, and that Froggy only worded it that way because that kind of wording is more familiar to her and he was imitating her ('as you say in that wacky language of yours')

So, from this, we can deduce that ENA Dream BBQ is possibly just a story about a woman experiencing microagressions and PTSD while trying to deliver a doordash order. And that's just insanely funny to me lol

[rainydaygt]

version two

[coffehbeans]

Absolutely obsessed with this small side plot in Godaigo Daigo where a giant wants to fall in love but he just fails at it every time

(look at the tiny bouquet I can't)

Only for him to fall in love with the giant sociology scholar who has megalophobia LMAO

They have a video call where he pretends he's human and everything but when they meet in person for the first time she faints lmaoo is this an actual g/t fic??

But when she says how she really feels he says he loves her while fighting against a kaiju I can't -

Anyway can you guys see why I'm obsessed with this??

[mattsundaes]

ooooh HI DEE how about narumi and hoshina with uhhhhhhh praise kink for spicy sleepover weekend!

(fuji!!!!!!!!! perfect idea. splendid. thrilled. i've been dying to explore this dynamic.)

soshiro hoshina x f!reader x gen narumi

c: 18+, smut, voyeurism, p in v, fingering, oral sex (f!receiving), squirting, praise kink, spit kink - spitting in mouth

SPICY SLEEPOVER WEEKEND — THREESOME EDITION!

“Hoshina’s so fucking lucky,” Narumi murmurs, lips hot where they’re pressed against the shell of your ear, his voice rough. “So fucking lucky he gets to see this every night.”

You can feel your boyfriend chuckle from where he’s laying between your spread legs, the sound of his amusement vibrating against your slick, dripping folds as he slides his tongue through your rapidly pooling arousal. 

“Every goddamn night, Narumi,” he chimes in, a little smug as you gasp when he slides a finger into your cunt, tongue dragging heavily across your throbbing clit. “Jealous?”

Narumi grumbles something unintelligible under his breath, something that sounds a lot like, “No fucking shit, asshole”—if you had to guess, that is. 

Soshiro may never let the Captain of the First Division live it down—the way you innocently let him flirt with you within an inch of his life for the entire three weeks that he spent visiting Tachikawa Base, pulling out every goddamn stop to get your attention.

—the gobsmacked look on his face when Soshiro offered him a fucking wink after unceremoniously interrupting one of your conversations to cup the side of your face and kiss you far more intimately than he normally would out and about on the base—

—the choked out, confused sound he made when Soshiro slung an arm around his shoulder the next day and casually asked if he wanted to watch the two of you fuck. 

(The way he was already half-hard in his sweatpants when he quietly slipped in through the door of Soshiro’s quarters later that night.)

And maybe it would’ve just been that, Captain Gen Narumi furiously stroking his cock while you and Soshiro had sex right beside him. 

But it was too much—Narumi’s already rough, wrecked tone as he watched you whimper and tremble under the thick stretch of Soshiro’s cock and groaned “Good girl” once your tight cunt managed to take him to the hilt. 

That, and the followed up, quieter, borderline reverent rasp of “Good fucking girl” when he watched how readily your lips parted as Soshiro thumbed at your bottom lip before spitting right into your open mouth. 

“Oh Narumi,” Soshiro had sighed fondly, cupping the back of your head, eyes sparkling with mischief as he looked into yours. “You said the magic words.”

Regardless of if he’d anticipated it tonight—he had to of, given the triumphant look on his face when you came so hard you nearly blacked out the other day after he rasped in your ear how good you’d look on both of their dicks at the same time—Soshiro had just shrugged fondly when you shuffled around into the position the three of you find yourselves in now. 

You’re fairly certain he’d probably let Narumi fuck you right now, if he wasn’t clearly having so much fun listening to the audible pout on the other man’s lips as he tries to be polite about the sizable erection resting against your ass (and fails, with a helpless twitch of his hips).

“You sound so pretty when you moan for him,” Narumi murmurs, thumb caressing your earlobe before his finger presses into the soft, sensitive spot on your neck directly behind it. 

(Unaware that the heat pooling in your abdomen is also from the cock drunk precipice you’re currently dangling from as you try to envision the fucking size of what’s inside of those obnoxious gray sweatpants he decided to wear.)

And as Soshiro continues to make a mess of your wet cunt, you can’t help but place a hand over the one that Narumi currently has wrapped against your ribcage, guiding it under your shirt to clasp your naked breasts.

“These feel even more goddamn perfect than they look,” he exhales, taking advantage of the way you’re currently exposing your neck to him to press a trail of hot, open-mouthed kisses down the side of it; you shiver.

“You know what else feels even more perfect than it looks?” Soshiro asks, chin dripping with his saliva and your arousal.

You’d lean forward to kiss the boyish grin off of his face, if you weren’t currently arching and keening under Narumi’s exploratory touch.

The aforementioned Captain pauses, cocking his head to the side, and Soshiro reaches out, taking his free hand and placing it against your mound.

“Make her come,” Soshiro smiles, stretching upward to press a filthy kiss to your lips.

Narumi swears as he drags the pads of his fingers through your slippery, sticky folds, groaning at the way you press back into him harder as he slips two fingers inside of you.

Soshiro cradles the side of your face, a pleased hum climbing up his throat as you moan for both of them while he deepens the kiss.

And really, you’re not surprised at the sheer competence behind each squelching plunge, each pointed stroke of Narumi’s fingers that sends blistering pleasure pouring through your limbs and rattling down your nerve endings as he murmurs, “So perfect, fuck I think I’m gonna come.”

But it does catch you off guard—the intense, blinding tidal wave of pleasure that suddenly crashes over you when Narumi begins to play with your clit, too.

That, and the clear liquid that gushes out of your pussy while you come, squirting all over Narumi’s fingers and Soshiro’s thighs.

And afterward, when Narumi’s been reduced to breathing out, “Holy shit,” as Soshiro wipes you clean with a warm, damp, rag, it’s clear this won’t be a one time thing when your boyfriend turns to the Captain of the First Division and says—

“Well, Narumi, I think you still need to come.”

Waving a hand over the front of his pants, which you belatedly realize are incredibly damp, Narumi lets out a shaky laugh. “Been there, done that.”

Soshiro shrugs and casually replies, “Tomorrow night then, I guess.”

spicy sleepover masterlist

[vyoleya]

au where lloyd's the one trying to kill the source dragons because he's tired of being the chosen one . because they forever burdened and changed him with their power, and he is stuck with visions he will never be able to explain and knowledge beyond himself. lloyd except his entire life has been one prophecy after the next, one destiny after another, and now that he's finally seen the very top, he believes he needs to destroy it in order to free himself and everybody he loves. he's always been tied to the string of fate and now he is dedicating his life to severing it in the most violent and destructive way he can. the green savior except he doesnt believe anyone will ever be safe if their fate is tied to a unloving divine being. lloyd "i've come here to kill my maker cause i'd feel much safer alone' garmadon. can anyone hear me edit: hi guys i drew it . here

[spellboundspook]

Current mood rn

[imlivinginyourtrashcan]

Enas dance as a form of communication, methink. They ecolocate like bats. When one ENA dances all other ENAs join in

[lazylittledragon]

good news, the transphobes are slowly running out of places to eat <3

[laugtherhyena]

Enacoral truthers with Coral glasses apparently being from a different world you guys think that's why she isn't outright rude to Ena like the majority of the npcs in the game?