#WHAT THE FRICK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[supersumc]

What, was the local necromancer too expensive‽

We live in actual hell

[smilesrobotlover]

Totem and his Zelda! I’m struggling to draw and design them but I know I want them to be cousins cuz I want them both to be related to Legend! So here they are! Idk what to nickname Zelda, I might mess with everything I have and change nicknames and whatever cuz I feel like he’ll fit tulip and I might make alttp Zelda more blue? Idk, but there’s them!! Zelda is way off model than anyone else but she’s cute I like her :)

[cha0s-junkie]

what would happen if reader ever managed to figure out how to speak arkuma’s language? obviously it’s not going to be fluent but sort of like a four year old speaking

he's over the MOON

arkuma catches reader one day saying random alien words they learnt from a cartoon tv show that he usually puts on for reader or something, he praises them immediately.

also, there was a running thing back in my other account where arkuma taught reader to refer to him as 'father' and reader just thinks its his name (idk if i mentioned it here frick). so the moment they start to 'talk' to him in his language, he encourages it sm!!

[discountlittlebro]

I dont know why,,,but even on days im sex repulsed i have to jerk off. Even when im sad, even when im not horny. I have to get off atleast one a day. I force myself to. And it’s never rewarding, it doesn’t make me feel better, I feel disgusting after like I just molested myself??? It’s this weird state I can’t really explain where I just do it and cry, and then when it’s over?? I stare at the wall. I just stare at the wall and hate myself. I don’t know what the frick is wrong with me. Maybe it’s just a side effect of being a slutttt pftttt I dunno why I over share so much here

It just feels weird and I dunno what it is or why I do it mmmmm

[totally-correct-fma]

What the frick frack snick snack knick knack paddy whack?

– Alphonse Elric

[randomrory69]

Mfw I (a simple minded elliot main who just wants to support and help my teammates) throws a pizza after being begged and asked to do so but sadly couldn't earlier since I was on FRICKING cooldown (teammates too smart to understand) just for the player to ignore it or be too blind to see it when I FINALLY CAN.

Chance I'm talking about you. I swear to David bazuscki that I am NOT going to heal your pathetic ass for the entire round if you keep this shit up. tfym you can't see it. I purchased the stupid blue radioactive furry skin because the pizza is neon blue and is literally so easy to spot. You HAVE to be shitting me. And then you'll say elliots are the most useless in the game. Bitch if I see you in real life IT'S ON SIGHT. Im gonna skin you alive, gut you and force you to eat your intestines. You're gonna regret ever living, in fact, you'd wish for death since it'll be more pleasant. Honestly fuck my life as an elliot main..

Original image for whoever wanted it I guess. And if you tell me this isn't a valid crashout or it's too deep, I don't know what is

[twigstarpikachutroll22]

HEY WHAT THE FRICK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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[jarondont]

You want me to introduce myself? The thing that almost killed Odysseus?

[secret-spirit]

Give this man therapy and his son back

[phaileatsmail]

Tumblr peeps artstyles are so cool what the frick yo

[kitherondale]

TWILIGHT 2008 | dir. Catherine Hardwicke

[what-am-i-doing-in-this-fandom]

Obligatory ONE TIME fanart for a show I watched to take a break from rewatching Gravity Falls 🙏

[frooglet]

Brother: *walks down stairs to eat, but I'm already down here*

**intense eye contact**

Me: *middle finger* hey

Brother: *middle finger in response* what

Me: nothing *puts away finger*

Brother: *puts down finger in response* bitch.

Me: idiot.

Brother: stupid asshole.

*silence preceded by laughing extremely hard for absolutely no fricking reason (we're both deranged)*

I’m right and I should say it

[ryzheling]

18+ nsfw, unprotected, implied size kink, mirror seggs, creampie, ~400 wc, v self indulgent

ridiculous.

you can barely form a proper word nor scramble to physically right yourself. you can't even think, for god's sake.

all you know at the moment is the feel of his chest against your back engulfing you whole, body moulding into yours like it's meant to be there. like he’s meant to be connected with you skin to skin, soul to soul.

the heat suffocates you from the inside and out, burning in your throat and leaving your fingertips in splinters. another whimper of his name escapes from your parted lips, and nagumo almost trips on the edge of ecstasy at the sound.

“c’mon.. stay with me, angel. you’re close, aren’t you?” his mouth brushes against the shell of your ear as his hips roll against yours, cock throbbing and sliding back into your pussy in a slow, deliberate grind. one of his hands stays firm around your neck, tattooed fingers gripping your jaw to keep your misty eyes fluttering at the mirror just adjacent to the bed.

“w-wait— please,” a pathetic sob tears from you when his free hand settles on your lower stomach, finally noticing the little bump repeatedly forming on your skin every time he thrusts in and stretches your cunt around his girth. it's hardly visible, but it's there.

god, he’s so big it’s utterly ridiculous.

his movement becomes hasty, both of you seemingly impatient to chase that impending high as you squeeze around him. nagumo's breath quickens, and your debauched sounds grow louder at each stroke of his cock against your slicked walls.

you would've thought he'd wanted to come together, his pace making the fire steadily licks up the length of your spine, but when he gently presses down, putting pressure on where he’s reaching the deepest part of you, stars and white light all but burst behind your eyelids.

nagumo takes no time to pull you into a kiss — deep and consuming and eating away at your soul, swallowing your cries and muffling his own moans as he chases his climax. warmth spills inside you soon after, filling you up so much that his cum leaks out to your inner thighs.

there’s a ringing in your ears. you pull away from his lips to loll your head back onto his shoulder, feeling your chest heave from exhaustion as you let yourself be lost in the euphoric headspace.

although that doesn’t last long when his ever so chipper tone greets your ears.

“oh, looks like we have to change the sheets again. you made such a big mess—!“

you audibly groan in annoyance.

“get off!”

©ryzheling. do not steal, translate or repost my work anywhere else!

[ask-the-rag-dolly]

my prediction is that jax goes off to do his thing instead of doing the adventure and either willingly or not , kinger and pomni joins in . ragatha's not pleased

[emmyrosee]

KUROOOOOO PLEASEEEEEE IM GINNA STEAL YOUR SHINSSSSS

kuroo won the poll, so have this draft that’s been sitting in my notes app since November :3

gn!reader, no physical descriptions. fluff fluff fluff. you and kuroo have a dog, I gave her a name.

“tetsu,” you call out from the doorway, dread evident in your tone.

the man in question looks up from his newspaper and sighs. he knows exactly what’s about to happen and the very idea makes his stomach churn.

the air grows thick with silence as he takes in the gravity of the situation. “we have to, tetsu. it’s time.”

he meets your eyes for the first time this morning with a nearly unreadable expression. he’s guarded.

you are too.

“do we… do we really have to?”

this annoys you, just slightly, but you don’t bother picking at it.

so you nod. “yeah, tetsurou,” you cross yours arms. “we have to give her a bath.”

he groans and throws his head against the back of the sofa. when he’s done his temper tantrum, he stands up and stretches his arms above his head, rolls his shoulders and other (unnecessary, in your opinion) preparations for the task ahead. “man, they weren’t kidding when they said parenting was hard.”

you snort and start walking to the bedroom to change. the child in question, of course, is your dog, peach.

your dog who absolutely hates baths with a passion.

she has since she was a puppy, and while you’ve tried to get her used to them, every attempt seems to end with water all over the bathroom floor, screaming and enough sweat to warrant you needing to bathe right after.

and on this fine sunday morning, she happened to run through a muddy puddle when you took her for a walk.

so a bath was unavoidable.

peach, none the wiser, pants happily in the hall just outside your bedroom (with a towel you found in an attempt to wipe her paws that she’s since claimed as her prize). she has no idea what’s about to happen and you almost feel bad, but then you recall how she was moments away from dragging you through the mud with her and the guilt goes away pretty quickly.

once you’re changed, your fiancé whistles. “didn’t think I’d have the pleasure of seeing you in your swimsuit again so soon.”

you roll your eyes. he’s wearing an old tank top and some swim trunks himself, so he’s one to talk. “it’s either a swimsuit or risk getting my clothes soaking wet. I’m trying a new method today.”

he shakes his head in faux disappointment, grabbing the bottle of dog shampoo from one of the cabinets. “swimsuits in november. the things we do for our dog.”

you pat his shoulder and herd peach into the guest bathroom- there’s no way you’re letting her into yours in this state. “c’mon girl, c’mere! hey tetsu,” you call.

“yeah?”

“can you bring the treats with you?”

he pokes his head in the doorway and holds up a bag. “already got ‘em.”

you take a deep breath in when he shuts the door behind him and sets the stuff down. you act as casual as possible as you take her collar off and try to calm her.

you cup her furry face and shush her gently when she whines, clearly staring to realize what’s happening. “alright princess peach, you’re going to be good, right? you got all messy, we’re just gonna clean you up!”

you nod at kuroo, who’s already standing in the shower, and he picks her up with ease, placing her in the tub with him.

she is not happy with this and immediately tries to claw her way out until you feed her a treat and she settles down slightly. it breaks your heart to put her in distress, but this is a non negotiable task.

so you start the water and let chaos reign.

fifteen minutes later, she’s finally calm and prancing around the bathroom, avoiding the towel and treating it like a game.

you and kuroo are both soaked, as expected, and you’re so glad you prepared for it.

you dry her off as much as she’ll allow and let her out, towel in her mouth, to go lay down in the living room.

you tilt your head to glance at him and snort. “you have fur on your face.”

you get it for him and he examines yours. he picks some off of your nose and flicks it into the trash. “well,” he starts. “that could’ve been worse.”

an hour later you’re both dried off and there’s towels on the floor drying up any water that spilled out of the tub.

kuroo took peach on another walk to dry her off faster and tire her out some more, so you’re curled up on the couch with a book and sipping on a warm drink.

the door opens not long after and when you glance up to greet him, the words die in your throat.

standing in the entrance is a very muddy kuroo and somehow (you don’t know how this is even possible) a mostly clean peach. only her paws seem to be muddy, thankfully, nothing like earlier.

“tetsurou… what happened?”

the man in question purses his lips. mud falls from his hair down onto the floor and you wince a little. “she saw a squirrel and dragged me through a puddle of mud.”

you cover your mouth with your book in an attempt to hide your smile. he suffered the same fate you narrowly avoided earlier. “and she stayed clean?”

“she wasn’t interested in anything other than that damn squirrel.”

you finally let out a laugh and rise from the sofa. “alright, just leave the dirty clothes by the door, I’ll wash them after you’re done showering.”

he gives you a look that makes you feel uneasy. “you’re not gonna comfort me after what I went through?”

alarm bells ring in your head and you slowly start backing up. “tetsu, don’t even think about it.”

peach trots off happily and you don’t even bother worrying about the paw print stains she’s tracking in. it’ll probably be the least of your worries in a few moments.

your fiancé grins menacingly and slips his boots and sweater off. “whaaaat? c’mon baby, give me a hug. I really need it.”

you shriek and start running when he darts at you.

peach, deciding she’s too tired to get in on the action, curls up and falls asleep to the familiar sounds of chaos and shared laughter as her dad chases you around.

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this one goes out to my dog who nearly floods my bathroom and ruptures my eardrums whenever I try to give her a bath <3