#I’m sooo bad

[dailybrittanysnowpics]

Incorrect BeChloe quotes

(Domestic Bechloe)

Stacie - shorty’s walking gingerly today…what’s up

Chloe - she’ll be ok. We had a little misunderstanding last night. But we worked it out.

Aubrey - don’t you dare hold out on your sisters. Details…

Chloe - in bed last night I told her to make me scream using two fingers

Stacie - my girl has come a long way, but that’s far too ambiguous

Chloe - right, so after she ‘tried’ poking my eyes, she got the job done

Aubrey - and the reason she’s walking funny today…?

Chloe - nothing’s ambiguous anymore

[so-you-read-the-usernames]

Female characters who are the sole voice of reason <<<<<<< Female characters who think of themselves as the sole voice of reason but who are actually just as insane as those around them

[martyfive]

don’t talk to me or my puppet son ever again

[griancraft]

I would trust like none of you with my story if I was a cc. People like you are the reason people like me don’t talk about being hurt.

[ivysangel]

hi! :) how about things escalating when you were supposed to have a simple nice bath with jason? I've been thinking about this for a while

it started out so innocent...like seriously ?? you were just trying to ease some of the aches and pains he'd been experiencing. his job demanded so much of him physically with very few breaks, it's no wonder he was so achy all the time. and although he never told you, you saw the way he'd hold himself up on walls and counters after particularly bad nights, and how he'd cook frozen peas for dinner multiple times in a week because he'd accidentally defrosted them while icing a bruise.

it started out so innocent. and quickly devolved into something completely the opposite. you had run the bath for him, putting some muscle relaxing bath salts and extra bubbles. lit a nice candle, and dimmed the lights for some ambiance. he was appreciative, giving you a soft kiss before getting undressed and dipping into the hot water. "is the temperature okay?" you had asked. to which he responded, "how 'bout you join me and find out?" you thought he was just being flirty to hide the pain he was in, but he was serious, pulling a wet arm out of the tub and grabbing your hand, trying to silently convince you to join him.

spoiler, it works.

and thats how you end up boucing up and down on his cock, gripping the sides of the tub as water splashes over onto the tile floor. his hands are on your hips, guiding you as you both try your best not to make too much of a mess of your bathroom. it's a little difficult, theres not as much space as your bed, shower, or couch (all places you've fucked jason). your legs ache a bit and you don't have ability to maneuver into a different position like usual, but the sound of jasons groans echoing against the walls are enough to make you power through it. the warm water isn't enough to soothe the burning in your thigh muscles as you straddle jason in the cramped space of the tub, and he can see that you're getting tired despite you intention to keep going. he moves his hands down, massaging your thighs gently. squeezing at the soft flesh and sending sparks straight to your core. "come on baby, just a little more. i'm so close." it comes out breathy, a tone of voice you don't hear from him often. it's enough to make you double down, wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him close and kissing him with a ferocity you didn't know you had in you. you swallow eachothers moans, the burn of your legs no longer on your mind, now replaced with a goal of getting him to cum deep inside you (this is actually always your goal if we're being honest).

[anna-scribbles]

“He was— He was my ‘buttercup’,” she sobbed out, and his hand gripped her far shoulder, “And I— I never even— I never got to tell him how much he m-meant to me— not even th-the stupid sun thing—”

“Oh… Marinette…” he whispered, his nose brushing against her hair, “The sun thing wasn’t stupid.”

this scene from chapter 6 of drowning (in plain sight) by @buggachat has PLAGUED me since i read it i am deeply unwell

[crosshairslongasslegs]

eyes eyes eyes

[sebsxphia]

your husband, robert ‘bob’ floyd at top gun.

[wrekrom]

(sea)world is mine!!! 🐠💗🌎

[mushlooms]

"i never ask you for anything, not to feel the way i felt" and yet he was the little spoon. i’m sick to my stomach

[iminhiraeth]

If we don’t get another Limoreau kiss either next episode or in the finale I’m going to find myself in prison for 1st degree murder

[lionfloss]

3rd times the charm

[feltcreature]

i’m in chicken mode

[angelmush]

it looked sooo pretty outside today :)

[corvidcleric]

[start i.d.: a drawing of adaine, fig, and kristen as a photo from a boygenius shoot. adaine is phoebe, leaning against a street pole and smiling. kristen is lucy, leaning on the opposite side. fig stands between them, half-crouching, with her hands cupping the other girls’ chins. they wear ridiculously mismatched and colorful clothes. end i.d.]

the bad girls for rolling luckstone

[anonymous-tals]

So, you know, back in the 80s, George Sr. would get Gob and Michael to fight each other and record it, plus a Baby Buster short, to get in on the home video market.

Which made me think: if the timeline was shifted and the Bluth siblings were born in the 2000s, George Sr. would’ve run a particularly problematic family Youtube channel.