#jb rolls

[gruesome-beauty]

invented smiling in case you didn’t know

[badmoodbatflowers]

putting this here for posterity

[flamingredanon]

*pops up from the void with a thought*

I know I've mentioned once or twice about headcanoning Reginald and Right as foils to Ellie and Charles, but I figure I would post about their similarities to each other.

Reginald and Ellie's big thing they share are loyalty and betrayal, if Henry does right by them then he has a friend in them (TK, T4L possibly TR for Reg and CG, TR/PP and TT for Ellie), but if he doesn't then they will make Henry pay. (Betrayed/Revenged for Reginald, TCW and possibly even CEO for Ellie)

They also both share having a fake out betrayal scene. (Ellie in CA and Reg in TK)

Also slightly smaller but they both have had Henry do a pose that they do in the TR end card. (TK has Henry doing Reg's pose, TT has Henry doing the Ellie pose)

Charles and Right first obvious big thing is their impulsiveness, action first and think about the consequences when they get to it. (VH is a big one for Charles as FM is for Right)

And as allies Charles and Right both trust Henry to rescue them if needed and both work together even if it ends in a fail. (Charles in SPO and Right in TK)

Also adding on that Charles and Right are fiercely loyal to their respective teams. (Puff mentioned in one of the livestreams when talking about the so called beta stuff that Charles would never betray the Government and Right's loyalty to the Toppats have been mentioned and shown multiple times)

And while smaller, Reginald and Charles share the fact that they both fly, have given Henry their number in some timeline that he remembers and they directly refer to Henry as a friend atleast once.

[skitskatdacat63]

I don't think I can ever emotionally recover from these

[jb-nonsense]

*Headbutt the elf*

[stayclassyidaho]

Okay but where is the Julien Baker Gayotic episode??!??!

[21ducky]

OMG I JUST REALIZED

Half optimus fine half optimus mine >:]

>:[

[one-album-wonders]

Central Regional - Group N

The March Madness of American Rock Bands tournament begins with our geographically largest regional. Vote for your favorite band! The top two vote recipients move on to the next round.

The Staples Singers (Chicago IL)

The Four Tops (Detroit MI)

The Replacements (Minneapolis MN)

The JB's (Cincinnati OH)

[cuntyko]

im kinda a glad i look like a cunt in the face like sometimes it does all the talking for me.

like i was walking into the lobby of my place and as soon as i walk through the door this mf is starring at me so i stare back and he doesn’t back off so i was just like oh whatever go to brush it off and go on. i guess maybe my face voiced something i didn’t say cuz bro goes “sheesh someone doesn’t like me” like um… do i know you? I genuinely have no idea if he was a "somebody" believe it or not im pretty detached from current pop culture... it just felt like history repeating itself this time im getting the last laugh not some little popstar ego maniac

[flamingredanon]

Random Henry thoughts from my tired butt.

What if Reginald started hiding a spare gun in his hat after ItA, so that he could never be caught unprepared again (to be fair it's hard to be prepared for a human crow in a giant hamster ball chasing you down)

I saw a post referencing the golden safe that has the teddy bear and what if that bear belonged to Terrence? He does have the fancy picture frame and his portrait is holding that golden gun, so what if the safe was also Terrence's?

And if it is Terry's safe and teddy, why hasn't Reginald or other Toppats gotten rid of it, with what Terry did as leader and all.

Does maybe someone miss a friendship/brothership or more with Terrence and kept the safe or even keeping the teddy bear safe and using the safe as an excuse?

And what if the reason Charles was sorta close to the Wall was because he was looking for Ellie on Galeforce's orders (since he was keeping tabs on her from PP) but the Wall got to her first.

[skitskatdacat63]

I literally can't stop thinking about this sequence of pictures, actually completely brainrotting me

[jameslongforjimshortforgabriel]

spot the difference (impossible)

[cavspickandrollpodcast]

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[anadiasmount]

needy - jb blurb

quick sum: after a tiny argument takes place, your boyfriend panics at the idea of going to sleep when you’re in this state. not speaking or holding him like you do before bed. who could blame him? he was your needy and clingy boyfriend over all.

“goodnight…” you felt jude’s lips kiss your bare shoulder. you rolled your eyes knowing he couldn’t see you as your back faced him. it was a silly argument about him spending to much time on his video games rather than help you around the house.

his socks were everywhere, training gear left by the door, empty water bottles laid around, and many of his dishes laid out. it or course ticked you off because you spend so much time for everything to look neat and clean around your house. yet jude was acting like a teenager and claimed he forgets to do so.

you wanted to throw a huge rock at his head labeled an idiot for him to understand. but jude was jude and he tried to brush it off which infuriated you more. how many times would you have to tell him tell the message spread across his head? when would be understand that doing a simple task isn’t the end of the world?

you were being a tad dramatic, but in the end you’re just a girl. you had enough and lashed out, not wording even a single good night to him. if he wanted to act the way he did, then you could show the same. “are you still mad? you’re not gonna say goodnight?” asked jude who laid on his back, turning his head where you still faced your back.

jude would admit it and knew he was in the wrong here. and he apologized when he came to terms about it. you should’ve not had to repeat yourself after the first time. jude was raised better than that, and what ticked him off was now you telling him what to do. in the end you were just asking for his help and he felt a dick about afterwards.

“i love you y/n,” jude blabbered not getting a single reaction out of you. not a small twitch, change of breathing, or word. jude tried to fall asleep but he couldn’t. not when you weren’t holding him, or wished him a goodnight, or when you were this angry. this was his punishment. jude turned to his side wrapping his arm around you, but was taken at back when you removed his hand almost immediately. like a reflex.

“y/n-”

“it’s hot. don’t touch me.”

lies. it was not hot. it was so damn cold with the damn air fan on. he knew that by the small goosebumps that spread across your arms and the thick coated blanket on top you. “i want to hold you though,” jude frowned. “and i said i’m hot. leave me alone,” you pushed yourself way closer to the edge of the bed, trying to create a distance with you clingy boyfriend.

jude was making progress, you finally had spoken. but he was so far from where he needed to be. “baby… you’re not even gonna hold my pinky? like you do when i piss you off? or say goodnight?” jude asked stunned, well pretended to be stunned but it wasn’t working. you knew the tricks he had up his sleeve, and the regret he was feeling lost argument.

no word. no movement. no change.

“y/n.”

“what jude? what? i’m trying to sleep,” you whispered loudly, turning your head to look at him. “you’re not even going to say i love you? what if i die in my sleep?” jude said dramatically which made you flare your nostrils annoyed, taking a breather. “oh you’re being dramatic. what if i die in my sleep-” you turn your back to it’s original spot just to be cut off by jude.

“don’t say that! you can’t. i won’t allow it. you and me are endgame darling,” jude stressed, hating thinking about the idea of you not being here with him, but more so now when you were mad at him. “i can’t leave you alone till i hear you say good night and an i love you.”

“well then stay up… if you mutter another word i’m going downstairs,” you warn, sighing deeply and feeling your eye lids heavy. jude was hesitant, the unsure feeling returning in his chest as he saw your quiet body again. “can you please just hold me hand? i can’t sleep if i’m not touching you.”

“no.”

“y/n now you’re just being unfair,” jude said frustrated, “watch me,” you said bunching up your pillow and blanket and walking to the door, though jude was quick to get up and block the door. “i’m sorry! i’m sorry! i promise i won’t talk again! just get back in bed i don’t want you to sleep downstairs,” jude said fast, dragging you back to bed, being careful to not let you fall.

you wanted to laugh, but part of you wanted to drag this out long as possible. it was hilarious to see your clingy and needy boyfriend upset because you were mad. jude kept his promise, laying back down and faced away from you, feeling defeated and more disappointed in himself.

you had stayed up a little longer, knowing you were the same and could only sleep if he was holding you or vice versa. jude had fallen asleep and you knew that when he relaxed his shoulders. you quietly stirred over to where his back face you, careful to not wake him, or the plan would go to waste.

no matter what had happened, what was said and done, you weren’t going to sleep without wishing him a proper goodnight. or it be your turn to feel that pang of guilt in your chest at breaking a promise you swore together. you wrapped your around around his bare torso, peppering kisses onto his back to wake him up gently. “jude?”

“y/n? you okay what’s wrong?”

jude had turned immediately seeing your pouty face. “i’m not mad anymore. not unless you do that again then i’ll have your head and tell your mother,” jude stifled out a laugh, his chest warming in happiness when he saw you smiling. he hated when things got this extreme and he almost cried when you didn’t utter his favorite three words that came out your mouth.

“i’m sorry…”

“it’s okay… we’ll it’s not but you get the idea of it now right?” jude nodded knowing to what you referred to. you pushed yourself up and give him a proper good night kiss, jude humming in pure delight, the unnecessary weight leaving his shoulders as he shivered at your taste. “i can’t go to sleep without saying goodnight,” you said out of breath against his lips.

“and?”

“and what else?” you gave him a confused look, but you were teasing him knowing he wanted to hear the three words that finalized the wish goodnight.

“say it or i’ll be mad at you.”

“i love you jude,” you say shyly, giggling into neck and leaving a kiss there. “there she is… my pretty girl,” jude laughed with you kissing your head and pulling you to his chest, where he would finally be at ease after the stressful hour you put him through. it was no myth, and right now it felt right. exactly what you both needed.

“hold my pinky too. me holding you isn’t enough for me…”

[princessbrunette]

pup when she keeps dry humping our king jb until he’s came literally 10 times in his pants but she is not tired she just keeps going. my dry humping icons they love it they love it i just know

we love dry humping on this blog <3333333 it’s a favourite of mine ……

but yes just writhing n humping on his lap drooling on his shoulder through his shirt whilst he’s wincing and trying to still your hips like “c’mon pup, what do you need? i — i mean it can’t just be this. do you want me to make you cum? or are you gonna keep just doing… this?”

“doin’ this.” you slur against him, in a haze of your own pleasure.

“doing— okay. look, you’re kind of giving my dick friction burn right now so uh, daddy needs a break. but,” he talks over you when you start to whine petulantly, slotting a hand between you so that his hand is in your soaked panties, cupping your leaky cunt. you let out another unsure whimper, before starting to roll your hips into his palm. “see? theeeere you go. have at it, bubba.”

[moremaybank]

there's something about sitting in the lap of the person you're dating while they run their hands up and down your sides 🫠 i'm so cooked

this took me forever but i couldn't write an ending that i liked suggestive themes

imagine you're sulking about him having a guys night with pope and jb, and you're plopped on his lap, pawing at his shirt as you beg him to cancel on them. he's allowed to be selfish with you, so why can't you do the same with him? "don't go." and jj is sooo close to giving in because you have him wrapped around your pretty little finger. your eyes were so sad, and your lips extra pouty. but if he cancelled on jb and pope for you, it would be his third time this month doing so. his hands smooth over your thighs before he squeezes them apologetically. "baby, it's takin' everything in me not to ditch 'em again. please don't make this harder." you roll your eyes, shoving at his chest. "just say you don't love me," you speak, making an attempt to get off of him. much to your dismay, jj has quick hands and grips your hips, pulling you back into your former resting place. his palms start to run over your sides, and up and down as he leans in to place a saccharine kiss to the skin right beneath your jaw. "i love you a lot," he murmurs against you, "so fuckin' much, angel." he continues to kiss at your neck, feeling you start to relax in his hold again. he always manages to soothe you. it's annoying and butterfly-inducing at the same time. your hands travel up to his shoulders when he begins to suck and nip at you. "then stay with me," you breathe, feeling your panties starting to dampen. "don't go, baby. i need you." the words go straight to his cock, and you smirk to yourself when you feel him harden beneath you. "think you need me too," you tease, grinding against the tent in his shorts. he groans, pulling away from your neck to grab your face. "you win. fuck the guys," he states, smashing his lips to yours. you win indeed.

concepts ; concepts (ii)