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nerves-nebula · 1 year ago
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Since there’s been an uptick in traffic on this post again I’m gonna just say that I’m tryna design an arm tattoo for this man now
my brother asked why my voice was so deep and I said I’d give him 3 guesses, and he said “You doin the little flip-flop? The little switcheroo?” and it took me like 10 seconds to realize that was his Polite Way of asking if i was transitioning
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queenbeestampingbreak · 23 days ago
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BEGINS NIGHT
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catboy-beckett · 2 months ago
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All my Mystic Messenger memes I've made so far. (Some of these I've also posted on Reddit under the username u/VampPhoenix9999, so if you're on the MM subreddit you may have seen them!)
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icarrymany · 1 year ago
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hunybody · 8 months ago
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[typing out the most absurd sentence possible with passion and dedication] oh so buck can sue the department and go no contact with eddie and break eddie’s ankle bisexually but lord forbid eddie is slightly impatient about buck waking a mummy’s curse on halloween 🙄
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offonaherosjourney · 2 years ago
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Some of the people complaining about some of the hair dye jobs in the One Piece live action are doing so in such an exasperating way I want to scream. The story takes place in a world that canonically has merpeople, furries, giants, sea monsters, sky islands with clouds you can walk on, snails that function as phones or cameras and special fruits that give you whacky powers... AND YOU'RE DRAWING THE LINE AT SEEING SOME ROOTS AND AT NEON ORANGE HAIR NOT COMING ACROSS AS NATURAL?
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buwheal · 2 years ago
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BEACH OUTFIT 💥💥💥💥
He used to surf the web back in 98'.
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mrsjellymunson · 11 months ago
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Knock At The Cabin [Flip Flopped version]
Written for @munson-blurbs and @corroded-hellfire’s excellent Flip Flopped summer writing event, challenging writers to explore what might’ve happened to their story if a plot point had taken a different direction.
WC: ~1k
CW: Not much in this part, but overall the series is 18+ so minors DNI. Post-S4, dark themes, hurt/no comfort, canon-typical distressing images, canon-typical brandishing of weapons but no actual violence, mentions of someone vomiting but it’s not described.
Summary and A/N: Thanks so much to Bug and Red for creating this event! I decided to revisit Knock At The Cabin, and see how Part One might have played out if the gang had a very different reaction to their surprise visitor.
NB: Spoilers below the cut - if you want to catch up on the story before reading this, read the Prologue, the original Part One and Part Two
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There, hunched, shivering, soaked and covered in mud, is your friend. The one who’d died saving the town. The one they’d buried only a few days ago, after he’d been lying on a slab in a lab somewhere for weeks.
Eddie.
The increasingly noisy wind blows leaves and rain horizontally across the stoop. Inside the hallway, there’s silence. You all crowd at the door, mouths agape, and initially, none of you move.
You take in your visitor’s appearance. His hair is lank, wet, muddy and full of twigs and leaves. He stands, shoulders sagging, in filthy, soaking clothes, the wet material dragging his frame down further. He’s barefoot, his feet muddy and bloody.
His cheeks are gaunt, his lips grey, not the plush, rosy pink that they once were. He looks thinner than you remember, and his skin was always pale, but it seems lighter now, almost translucent.
Eddie finally lifts his eyes to you all. They’re sunken, red-rimmed, and have lost their usual sparkle.
None of you consider what events or twists of fate might have brought Eddie to you, only caring in this moment that he’s here, standing in front of you. He should be dead, but somehow he's here!
Dustin shoulders his way between you and Steve and takes his first good look at the strange visitor. At first he’s confused, incredulous, but this rapidly gives way to pure terror, as he lets out a high pitched screech over the sound of the rain. He abruptly turns on the spot and runs down the hallway, yelling,
“Zombie? ZOMBIE!”
Robin screams, hands coming to cover her mouth as she backs away from the doorway a couple of paces.
Steve reacts defensively, raising his nail bat as he steps outside, placing himself between Eddie and the party. Lucas takes Steve’s lead and grabs an old walking stick from a stand by the door, moving to join him and brandishing it like a weapon.
Steve yells towards Eddie over the noise of the rain,
“What are you? One of Vecna’s foot soldiers?”
Lucas continues, jabbing the stick at the air in front of him,
“A demon? A lab-grown demogorgon? Get back!”
Will is swaying, rubbing at the nape of his neck. Robin and Jane try to comfort him, the three of them clinging to each other in tears.
You hear quick footsteps behind you and glance back to see Mike rushing to the kitchen, followed by the distinctive sound of someone throwing up.
Steve spreads one arm out and signals for Lucas to get behind him, hustling him back through the opening, slowly retreating as he yells over his shoulder,
“Everyone get inside. Now!”
You watch as Eddie stumbles backwards, eventually stepping off the stoop.
You seem to be the only one who’s concerned rather than terrified. You try to shoulder your way through them all to get outside, see Eddie properly, but the movement of their combined retreating bodies pushes you back into the hallway, and you’re unable to get a proper look at him, let alone go out to him.
As soon as everyone’s inside Steve slams the door, locking and bolting it and scanning for something heavy to brace it with.
Without looking around, he barks,
“Robin, get the satellite phone.”
Robin, wide-eyed, stammers,
“B-but we’re only supposed to use that in an emergency.”
Steve continues, his voice becoming more high-pitched,
“Well, I’d say that someone coming back from the dead qualifies as a fucking emergency, wouldn’t you? Call Owens. Now!”
Everyone scatters into the cabin. Robin tries to find the equipment Owens gave you when you moved here. Will and Jane comfort each other on the sofa and Jane wraps a blanket around her friend's shoulders. Lucas and Steve find bookcases and tables to put against various windows and doors. Dustin sits rocking near the back door, holding his knees to his chest, whilst Mike cleans himself up in the kitchen.
You’re the only one who moves to the living room window to look upon your friend.
He raises his head, initially simply staring at the closed door with a blank, stunned expression.
You place a palm against the glass, feeling like it’ll get you closer to him somehow. It’s enough to draw his attention, and as your eyes connect his brows draw up and you see a look of rejection and fear pass across his features.
You breathe his name quietly against the glass, and it fogs up a little.
His expression briefly turns to sadness, before he drops your gaze and runs a hand down his filthy cheek. Shuffling backwards for a few steps, he turns and shambles off into the rainy night.
He takes a few longer steps before pausing to look over his shoulder at the door again, and that defeated expression turns into a scowl as his brows furrow and his lips slowly curl up into a snarl. The softness in his eyes is completely gone, and is replaced with a steely black glare.
He turns away then, and you see him break into a jog. He’s bouncing his shoulders and flinging his hands out to the sides as if he’s building himself up for something.
He runs so far down the lane he almost reaches the highway. You nearly lose sight of him, and he appears only as a dark silhouette.
Suddenly the shape shortens as he drops to his knees, raising his face to the swirling grey sky and spreading his arms wide as brief flashes of lightning begin to light up the clouds.
The wind buffeting the trees increases, and starts to send larger branches, twigs and more leaves to smack against the roof and windows of the cabin
It’s almost enough to drown out the inhuman bellow Eddie emits.
But you hear it…
If you’d like to read the original series that this comes from, it starts here 😊
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moongothic · 11 months ago
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Seen a few people too many discuss the concept of Dragodile Baby 2 and my hot take is that there's no way in hell Crocodile would ever detransition just to go through nine months of horrible dysphoria again, let alone go through pregnancy ever again (or allow Ivankov to even touch him, what if they died and weren't able to trans Croc's gender again afterwards? Hell naw, ain't worth the risk)
But this leaves an opportunity for a Funnier Option:
Dragon wants another baby? Sure, but it's his turn to carry it >:)
#Moon posting#OP Meta#Dragodile#CW Pregnancy#Iva-chan's HRT is *MAGIC* HRT. You get a fully functional cis ass body. Dragon can be forcefemme'd and impregnated WE HAVE THE TECHNOLOGY#I just. Imagining the convo that would lead to this has me in hysterics okay#Like Crocodile completely casually telling Dragon off like ''I'm not going through pregancy again. Your turn''#Like he's not even SERIOUSLY suggesting Dragon do it (just refusing going through it again himself)#But then Dragon actually considders it#Innitially horrified by the thought but then figuring like. Crocodile went through it and survived. It can't be that bad can it#Dragon would have to learn the hard way just how Bad it would in fact be lmaooo#Also hey Dragon getting to experience Gender Dysphoria in Turbo Mode would give him like a better understanding of The Shit Croc went throu#He'd be able to understand Croc's feelings and appreciate what he put up with for their baby#Which would be great if they were actually getting back together after The Divorce etc etc#Also Croc would get to be a doting husband for his temporary-wife like he was meant to be and that's just great#Dragon flipflopping between horrible dysphoria and being head over heels for his mob boss husband being so gentle with him? Adorable#((Just for clarity this is not a critique of other people's idea of Dragodile Baby 2. I just wanted to share The Funnier Option))#((You know me I love two things; gut wrenching tragedies and comedy. That's it. The two genderdsdjfghsjkdfgh))
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dykekarkat · 6 months ago
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if anyone's curious renee is johanna in the hunger games au mostly bcus i get a kick out of imagining her flirting with an extremely gay andrew by getting naked in an elevator
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autoboros · 7 months ago
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SHOW 🗣️🗣️
Fine, fine, you shall receive
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total-drama-brainrot · 1 year ago
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noah is only good at flirting when it's low-stakes.
if he's not taking it seriously (or joking)? that man becomes the rizzard of oz, whipping out some choice one-liners (using his vast library of romance novels and the wisdom of his 8 older sisters as guidance).
if he's actually trying to flirt with someone he's interested in? it's a tradgedy. devastating to watch. the guy can't even form proper sentences, let alone be charming. he becomes a stammering mess until his face overheats and he soft-reboots from the stress.
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chimakali · 9 months ago
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TW: CP/CSA joke mention
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The lack self awareness is killing me.
Or maybe it is on purpose, in that case, still kill me.
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emilsgrippers · 3 months ago
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I had a really fucking wild nightmare last night but I have no friends to tell about it so you guys get 2 hear
R u ready
So I was like. I was Bridgette from TD right and I’m in a goddam Safeway
(a Safeway is a store that sells food. I recently found out some people don’t have Safeways.)
So . I’m just standing there and the whole rest of the TD cast is in there. Not like around me but I know they’re in the store
And suddenly someone like came over the loud speakers and they were like hey you all need to kill each other and the only person who’s not dead by the end of this wins. They get to live and go home and I am.likewhat
(I feel like this dream was heavily influenced by my excitement for the 5th hunger games book coming out tonight)
So absolutely horrified I’m like hell no dude I’m out of here and to no surprise the doors are locked and I’m like I bro
so instead I brilliantly run into the bathroom
and even in my dream I’m like sweating I’m wiping my forehead every 5 sec so anyways I step into the bathroom and already there’s dead people in there
like.a lot uh I remember Eva and Cody being apart of the like seven bodies so I try to play dead and I’m laying there and then I’m like wait I should move so I stand up and someone
Comes in.and it’s fucking Alejandro burromuerto in my fucking dream so I step back and he just walks in stabs me in the stomach and walks back out ..like really uneventful and my vision just fades like I was passing out
And then I’m like teleported back to where I was when the announcement came through and NOW there’s a small blunt knife in a bin in front of me but there’s also a giant handle in there so I pull it out
and idefk what it was. It was shaped like a thick ninja star that was the length of a baseball bat??idk.
but it was incredibly sharp and I’m like ok I won’t die I won’t die I won’t die and I’m walking around shakily and then like. Courtney &heather were there and heather was like hey we’re gonna kill you and I was like please don’t so I like
tried to stab them and instead I accidentally just like cut Courtney’s side and for such a small action it was really gruesome and I uh think I killed them I didn’t really know at the times
But anyways there’s like a giant gap in my dream and it resumes…and outside the Safeway is the long road outside my house
(I do not live by a Safeway..I do live by a 7-11 tho!! 5minish walk:3)
And for some reason Geoff was alive too?? And we were outside and were walking away and I’m still super shaken and then the goddamn police pull up so I turn and try to run and Geoff just grabs me by the neck and he’s like don’t run bitch
and I was like
oh.okay.
and I kept trying to confess to the police how there was blood all over my hands and I had killed a shit load of people and I was horrified so I’m on the ground in the fetal position and Geoff was kicking me every time I tried to confess???
So we didn’t confess and the police gave us donuts I think and left. Or they only gave Geoff a donut I think it was the latter..but someone got a donut
And then like we went back to the Safeway to clean up and that’s where I find out I did infact kill heather and Courtney and it was like incredibly gruesome and really trippy and some guy who wasn’t even in TD was there helping..I guess??
AND THEN PEOPLE START WALKING IN and we’re all like oh shit
and all these people are in fancy black clothes of all sorts. Ties tophats etc and I’m like..y r u all here and they’re like we’re here for the grammys
and I. Was like in Safeway..? The grammies are at Safeway..? So now we’re all trying to clean the bodies up before these unsuspecting people find corpses strewn across the store and then like 10min later
The police bust through the Safeways door so everyone jumps behind something to hide and the police r like okay guys shows over come out .so I’m like shit I’m caught shit WE’RE CAUGHT. So I start to stand up crying but everyone in the fancy black clothes stand up..???
And apparently they were all wanted for like arson or something and me and Geoff and the random guy had to watch them all be escorted out and they were all mad at us like we snitched but we didn’t so
Anyways
That’s it.
All my dreams have involved gruesome death lately and I don’t know why but I don’t like it,,supposedly according to Wikipedia it’s like stress or grief or something but???idk maybe that’s also why my hairs still falling out
But yeah. It’s been messing w/ me all day and I needed to just uh.spread it around…it’s not like it was the worst dream ever but I think murdering some of my favorite fictional characters is what’s making it so hard on me
Anyways
Bye I’m gonna go get the 5th hunger games book
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vagueeyes · 4 months ago
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INSIDE NO. 9 | S1E1 "Sardines"
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Verschlimmbessern: A German word for making something worse while trying to make it better. Example: half of a bottle of shampoo spilled in my cloth bag because I was running to catch a tram. everything was fucked. went into a gas station bathroom to try to wash the items and the bag as well as I could before proceeding home
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