#i just kept on typing

[apathyfairy]

last year i found a wii at goodwill for 25 dollars and it came with everything except a wiimote but it was in such good condition i was like hell yeah ill take it how hard can it be to find a wiimote. the answer is it's nearly impossible to find them at thrift stores now so i've spent like 8 months looking for ones in thrift stores but there wasn't a single one and then online but i just couldn't bring myself to spend 30 dollars on one single wiimote so i waited so. patiently. and then 2 weeks ago i finally found one at goodwill for 9 dollars but it was absolutely disgusting and the battery cover was missing and the compartment was all corroded so i put it back and regretted it the whole week but then this last weekend i went to savers and there was an absolutely perfect wiimote just sitting there with no corrosion and a jacket and the wrist strap and motion plus and the nunchuck was there too and i got it all for 10 dollars so the moral of the story is that sometimes things seem right for you in the moment but you have to recognize that they aren't and leave them behind so the things that are meant for you will in fact find you when the time is right. peace and love <3

[arcanegifs]

PVRIS  — "Oil and Water"

"If you give me your cold shoulders I'll bravе the storm and keep my arms wide open We're oil and water, it's true But I still fall into you"

[zu-is-here]

welp

[shirecorn]

Gay horse man looks like a princess

Gay horse man learns to respect trans butch lesbians and various other people who won't date him

[deoidesign]

Hm... I'm feeling benevolent...

[watchfrog]

Next batch ^_^

[bluejeanstrash]

okay we all know that cheol is an ass guy BUT what are your thoughts on cheol and a boob job cs i feel like it would be messy nasty and so so hot w his possesiveness jumping outndjsjdhjsjsjsnsnsn

why do i feel like he would especially love fucking your tits when you both are a little drunk? idk, something about the position in which he’s sitting on your stomach, his hard cock eagerly waiting to slide in between your soft tits.

he’d spit down on that middle strip of skin before groping a breast in each hand and squishing them together, letting his spit lube up the area. then he’d slide his thick cock in between them, the warmth of your breasts and the wetness coating them making him leak precum in no time. it’s a slippery mess — his arousal, all that gooey spit, and the sweat that’s starting to form on your skin. he loves it.

its easy how his cock slides in and out, his shaft hidden in your tits. only his pink tip pokes out with each stroke. he can see your face perfectly in this position. you look so hot, the tipsiness showing in your eyes as watch him watch you. he loves how you stick your tongue out to sloppily flick his leaking tip when he gets a little too close to your mouth.

‘love fucking these tits’ he groans, suddenly reminded of how earlier in the evening when you both were out, some guy walked past your table, checking you out, staring at your breasts.

he looks at you now at — how you let him use your any part of your body for his pleasure, and that thought turns him on like nothing else. that guy will never get see you like this, never have the privilege to do what suengcheol is doing. he groans at the thought, fucking you ever harder. all throughout he plays with your jiggling tits, squeezing and gripping the soft, doughy flesh. when he starts feeling he’s getting close he grabs your hands placing them on your breasts.

‘squeeze them together for me baby’ he goes hands-free, letting his hips do the work.

‘where do you want it? you want it on that pretty little face?’

you bite your lip ‘i’ll take it anywhere you want me to. i’m just your cumdump so use me like one’

‘fucking hell’ he grunts, grabbing your face roughly and pressing your cheeks together ‘you nasty little slut’

‘fucking love you’ he spits down, the moisture hitting the hollow of your eyes and you grin, telling him to do it again. he doesn’t get the opportunity to because he cums instead, his thick white cum spilling all over your face in a splatter.

you continue to grin, tasting some that’s dripping down to your mouth while he keeps sliding in and out, letting the last of his cum mix in with the sticky mess. he’s never letting you go.

[qqchurch]

Saijaku Muhai no Bahamut had an arc where the MC crossdresses, is treated as a girl for the entire time, and has pseudo-yuri scenes with the main girl cast, and the staff changed the ED to show the MC in his girlself for the entirety of that arc????

what were they cooking

for reference, this is the usual ED and the guy's looks:

[bats-and-the-birds]

I like to think about young Dick Grayson a lot, and right now I'm specifically thinking about him from the Justice League's perspective.

Like, imagine you're in the Justice League, maybe you've been there for a few months, maybe for a few years, but either way, you know how it works. Superman's terrifyingly powerful, but you get over the fear factor as soon as you see him cry over a sad cat video, and Wonder Woman's still a bit intimidating, but as long as you're good and truthful, you can trust that she won't crush your head like a grape.

And Batman... well, you've made your peace with the fact that you'll never figure him out. You know literally nothing about him, other than the fact that he claims to be fully human, but you're not even really sure about that, because you're pretty sure he just materializes in the shadows sometimes. The only things that you're 100% sure of is that you're terrified of him, and you're so glad that he's not on someone else's side.

And then, suddenly, he has acquired a child. Just like everything else, you don't find out immediately, because god forbid that man tell his team anything. But you start to hear vague reports of another shadow trailing behind Batman in the night. Superman asks him about it one day, but of course, he doesn't respond, and they all wonder, but it never gets brought up again.

But one day, unexpectedly, that shadow is at a league meeting, and he's not as shadowy as you would have thought. In fact, he's wearing the most vibrant costume you've seen, and you spend all of your time with other heroes in spandex. He's also young. Terrifyingly young. It's his twelfth birthday, actually, he explains to the league, and he pestered 'B' until he agreed to take him to a meeting. You all agree later that he looks younger than twelve. And you worry about him, because why is this child in Batman's care? Can he really be trusted to look after someone so small, so young, so seemingly fragile?

Besides, Robin (Robin, his name is Robin, he's a songbird for christ's sake), is everything that you'd think Batman would hate. He talks everyone's ear off with a giant grin stretched across his entire face. He begs Superman to fly him around and cackles and claps as Wonder Woman demonstrates basic sword maneuvers for him. Before long, the whole team is in a better mood. Meanwhile, Batman stands in the shadows, his face impassive, with no explanation about the little masked boy that walked into the room hiding under his cape.

He leaves just as he came, disappearing under Batman's cape as the two exit the watchtower together, and the whole league is left to wonder how the fuck that child ended up in Batman's care, and whether or not they should intervene, because spending prolonged time in Batman's company cannot be healthy for a child.

But then he starts showing up more and more, popping up in some places that you know from Batman's glare he's not supposed to be. He's teamed up with that speedster boy and the two of them cause havoc, but Robin takes the lecture he gets with a grin and gives a half hearted promise to behave.

You steadily start to realize that he might not be as out of place in Batman's company as you originally thought. You realize that the boy is a performer through and through, and that extends to that grin of his that dazzled the team when they first met him. You get the impression that sometimes its genuine, yes, but you'd never know if it wasn't. His exuberance is a persona held in place as meticulously as Batman's grim seriousness.

And though you'd assumed that Batman's sidekick (partner, the boy insisted, rather intensely, though his smile never faltered) would be well trained, this kid could take down league members, you're sure. You quickly realize that he enjoys fighting, and he fights viciously, giggling and putting on a show, but leaving broken bones in his wake. Your first impression is that Robin was more human than the demon they called the Batman, but you quickly start to question that too. If Batman can materialize in shadows, then Robin can fly. He twists through the air like gravity doesn't affect him and lands with so much grace that you'd think he had hollow bones like his namesake. You're not fully convinced he doesn't, considering he climbs up the bat with no warning, clinging onto his back like he belongs there (you quickly start to think he does), or he'll throw himself through the air with no more warning than a quick 'catch' yelled to his partner. And Batman catches him. Batman always catches him. Everyone keeps an eye on him when he's up high, but there's a part of you that feels like it's impossible that he'd ever fall. Or at least, impossible that Batman would ever let him hit the ground.

And you start to think that Robin's exactly where he's supposed to be; perched on Batman's shoulder, hiding in his cape, or fighting by his side. You still hope there's a normal boy behind the mask, going to school and making friends with someone to tuck him in at night, but you also can't imagine anything normal about Robin, and maybe that's why he needs to be by Batman's side, and maybe that's why Batman needs him too.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Culture Shock

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[buwheal]

BEACH OUTFIT 💥💥💥💥

He used to surf the web back in 98'.

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

rediscovered this vine and couldn't resist

[jessiesjaded]

I really, really wish people who don't have the capacity to properly take care of animals would simply accept and acknowledge that about themselves. This isn't even a post of me trying to be mean or judge anyone, I'm sure most people go into getting an animal with good intentions, but intentions and actions are different. If you don't have the time and the space and the care an animal needs, the animal will suffer. The fleeting joy of having a kitten or puppy or anything else doesn't last forever and they aren't toys to be put down and forgotten once you've moved past the inital excitement. If you don't have the ability to properly care for an animal, just accept that and simply admire them from a distance.

[sunnibits]

maybe my job is just rotting my brain but I’m ngl the bits that little kids do are so fucking funny to me sometimes. today we had a three year old girl who kept handing my coworker different pretend foods from the kitchen but then every time after my coworker took a fake bite she would shout “IT HAS CORN IT IT!!!” and giggle furiously (the joke being that the food being served Should Not have corn in it). like. “here’s your tea!! 🥰 HAHA IT HAS CORN IN IT!!” and I don’t fucking know why but for some reason it killed me. I was like damn she would do numbers on tumblr.

[unpretty]

i stopped taking any gummy vitamins years ago because i got a free trial of consumerlab.com to look up which vitamins weren't secretly sawdust and basically everything they had said "quality control and consistency on gummy vitamins is garbage, sometimes there's nothing in them and other times there's way more than there's supposed to be". so like. it's not just a melatonin thing. something about the process of making gummies makes consistency an absolute crapshoot. if you currently take gummy vitamins because you can't handle pills it's probably a good idea to see if you can switch to chewables instead.

(i am aware that the overall usefulness of vitamins/supplements is scientifically questionable but the list of foods that don't trigger either my gerd or my ibs is so short i like to take precautions, don't @ me about my decision to waste money on expensive pee)

[spnintheyearofourlord]

Thinking about Sam and how central autonomy and violation is to his character. How many times and ways he had his choice taken away throughout the series. All the things we don’t know about his time with Lucifer, but are also so heavily implied that we do.

Imagining he eventually gets out of The Life and becomes a victim’s advocate. He ultimately decides not to try and pursue law school at this stage in his life—it’s been so long and so much has changed—but finishes his bachelor’s and pursues a master’s in social work. He never expected to end up here: the boy with the demon blood, no longer living out some doomed and twisted fate, helping people. He’s passionate about representing those made most vulnerable and unsafe in their own skin, supporting others as they come out the other side survivors, lending the compassion he’s always struggled to have for himself. Every time he listens to someone else’s story, helps connect them to resources, advocates for their case, he heals a little bit too.