#I found it in my drafts

[operationslipperypuppet]

tread: did you fuck my dad, hungry dave?

dave: no. he loves your mom.

tread: good.

dave: if it helps, i would fuck both of them.

dave is found dead in chicago.

[revenantghost]

Found a Twitter thread from the 2023 ANYC Tristamp panel and thought I'd share some highlights! (Full thread over here)

[thestrangestthlng]

Stick a fork in me... I'm done.

I just realized that Buck was looking at Tommy doing mouth static how everyone usually looks at him.

[explosivehrt]

why does flying feel like falling sometimes? wingless abominations, they try to take off, to leap from great heights but they cant control how they move once they're weightless, plummeting to a messy end on the sidewalk. roadkill. we wingless abominations, us roadkill, braining ourselves on the pavement. leaving bone dust to scrape from the cracks. energy and dreams gone to waste on trying to fly all because we’ve forgotten that we’re not angels anymore.

[loaf-of-soup]

go tumble go!!! ＼(^o^)／

[purefandomonium]

Lupin the 3rd but like, idk what to call this.

Zenigata: You know, I'm not sure I approve of your... "methods"...

Cop: Why not?

Zenigata: Hiring a petty criminal to try and take down Lupin? *tsks*

Cop: You know how it is. It takes one to know one.

Zenigata: Exactly. Lupin is a master thief, the best there is. So why are we sending petty crooks and lowlifes who at worst robbed a gas station or stole a few cars?

There's confusion and concern forming on the cop's features

Zenigata: There's no way these wimps will be able to help us. We need someone better...

[justmelookingbackatme]

I want to write about grief, but I don't know what to say. It always comes out sounding flat. What can I say about grief that hasn't been said a million times over? Every person who has ever lived has lost someone. Nothing I'm feeling is unique. I'm not alone in this feeling.

I think that's supposed to be comforting.

It's not.

[m0thxy]

if rats could talk idk

rat 1: hey do you wanna hear a joke?

rat 2: sure

rat 1: why did the rat lose all it's hair?

rat 2: why?

rat 1: because it had stage 4 cancer.

rat 2: ...haha?

rat 1: cancer is nothing to laugh about.

rat 2: ...sorry

rat 1: i'm cheating on you with jennifer

rat 2: oh...

[muttmoxley]

sometimes im like "wow holy shit im being really fucking annoying. i should stop talking" and then i pull out my magic 8 ball and it says "youve always been annoying and your friends chose to talk you anyways. youll be fine" and im like wow thanks magic 8 ball. and then the ogre attacks me

[phanfuckingtasmal]

bisexuality will really creep up on you huh. one day you're just chillin and suddenly you're like oh my godddddd the other ones

[caemidraws]

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[krafterwrites]

Yo mama so inactive she deactivated

[ilovelotsofthings]

All the colored drawings from Etoiles Week

[toji-bunny-girl]

Big strong man Toji thinks he can’t do it after 2 months of fucking you. Every. Single. Day. You must be some undercover assassin trying to kill him by milking his cum and soul with your insatiable horniness and god-tier pussy.

Either way, he’s sure he’s going to die by your hands sooner or later. So, he’s decided to cut ties with you—saving the label ‘guilty of homicide’ off your record…just after this last fuck. It’s tragic, really. He’s finally found a pretty girl who can handle him, but he can’t handle her.

As sad as it sounds, he just had to do it.

The air is so hot that he could almost hear the sizzling of the molecules against his sweat-glazed skin from the back of his head. The sharp pain from how deep your nails sank into his flesh was the lone anchor that held him conscious. Everything was a blur and the only thing he could focus on was the aching tingle in his cockhead as his hips bucked from his nearing 5th orgasm.

Toji could somewhat feel your weight on and off his numb thighs, and your soft tongue came to lick the drool that leaked from the edge of his scared lips. God, you’re actually driving him crazy. “Baby, m’gonna die. Yer’ pussy milkin’ me to death.”

“Haa—mmn! T-This dick mine,” you whimpered out through your pants, slamming your ass down his flexed thighs and garnering two loud groans from the both of you. Fuck. That was hot. Your head lowered to suck and teeth at an unmarked spot on his neck, the way your tongue slowly slither up to his ears making his teeth sink into his lip to suppress another moan.

“Baby t-there’s nothing more—” it was clear you didn’t care to process his words when you sank deeper down his length, each thrust earning a loud sloppy squelch from your tightening pussy.

“Wanna feel good. W-want more, Toji!”

“Aah—shit!” He’s going to crash out if your tight little cunt stays sloppy and tight around him. The threat of another orgasm making his nerves go crazy and his cock goes painful from all the tingles. Toji doesn’t know what would happen to him if he were to cum in your warm cunny again—it’s going to drive him feral in the least.

“Cum w’me, Toji,” you were edging him nearer and nearer to the pit of engulfing pleasure, your sweet words and pretty voice ringing in his mind and god, he swore he could feel his good ol’ brain melting into slimy puddles. “F-Feel good with me, please—mmhp!”

“I’ll give you everything—haa. M’all yours, baby,” his tongue lolls out of his sloppy mouth and your pink muscles met in a messy wet dance. Everything is sticky and wet and hazy but it’s the closest thing to heaven Toji would ever reach. Hell is the place after death for him, and he’d come into terms that your addictive little nympho cunny is his lovely paradise on Earth <3

[field4thought]

La vie dans la mort est presque aussi belle Qu’une rose fatie d’or Ou est la fille en robe bleue Qui chantait des anges?

[moonstoast]

yes & no by natalie wee