#sharing with the class

[bakubunny]

hybrid pet!reader brainrot go brrrrrr (f!reader)

thinkin abt you being your fave’s lil pet hybrid they just can’t resist, especially when you’re in heat. the way you whine is both heartbreaking and arousing annoying, grinding on anything that will give your cunt relief right in front of them. or on them.

they can’t help but sink their fat cock into your slick folds over and over. no matter how much your legs shake or how achy and swollen you get, load after load, you still feel unsated when you’re full of their cum without a knot.

but your fucked out look of desperation and the clench of your walls around them, pulling them back in, is enough for them to keep going instead of finding you a mate. and eventually, your dumb little brain craves the ache of never having enough.

relevant tags: @dcsiremc @neon-gothicc @zazter-den

[bugfishh]

last night in a dream i had five boobs like this. i would say it was nuts but they weren’t nuts they were boobs. science side of tumblr explain please

[neptune-knows]

what does everyone think about a sydney who hasn't had his chastity cage taken off yet but is corrupted so he jerks off by playing with his ass

[hetaari]

Thats right, I was rereading welcome back and I completely forgot about this

self explanatory but basically vene, who was not the country initially, Did Not take it well when he eventually did become the country and briefly dropped off the face of the earth in some attempt to avoid his responsibilities. He can talk about it with no problem (outwardly, at least) now, but he was Not Having A Great Time when it was happening lmao

[cdbabymp3]

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZPRTCrAcV/

Thought you’d appreciate this as much as I did

holy mother of christmas eve

[sotwk]

Saw that Wet-Eomer and Wet-Boromir are themes here so here goes my 4AM brain...

Eomer with an Gondorian OFC, who decides to teach him to swim (between his duties and the lack of a suitable place to learn, our boy cannot swim) and when he's undressing, he slides in some mud so he ends up falling in while still in his shirt, pants, and boots. (Maybe after she laughs, Eomer tugs her in with him)

And..

Boromir falls out of the boats (between Lothlorien and Argonath) because he and Leggy were being a little goofy with the paddles. He manages not to let the little ones fall out, but he is definitely soaking. He has to dry out by Sam's cookfire afterwards.

BRILLIANT. JUST BRILLIANT!!!

Can we get some writers on these imagines, please? Pronto?

I mean... a "Gondorian OFC" who lives near a body of water and is probably good at swimming. Don't we already know a canon lady who fits those qualifications? XD Any Lothiriel fans want to take this one? I do adore the headcanon that Eomer cannot swim, though! I've been racking my brain for weaknesses and I'm kinda kicking myself now not to think of this one!

Boromir being a goofball while still taking care to protect the Hobbits is peak blorbo behavior! And when he dries out by the fire, he really should take the shirt OFF to hasten the process, right? Right?? What a fantastic fluffy drabble this would make!

Thank you again so much for sharing these! If anyone at all decides to write them, PLEASE TAG ME!

[azamansource]

If anyone would like to see or download the 2021 production of The Winter's tale, I uploaded it here.

RSC The Winter’s Tale (2021) - Part 1

RSC The Winter’s Tale (2021) - Part 2

The quality of the recording is nothing spectacular, but it will do, I think. Enjoy!

[quisyop]

Wrote poetry (more word vomit) formatted like House of Leaves. It’s my first time writing long-form (ish) poetry. It’s entitled Basic Words. The formatting may not work on all devices- sorry? I might make a sequel that either works better or on desktop or just basic one. Enjoy!

Basic Words

I often try to write about perspective, and emotion, and my thoughts,

and

dreams and endless questions but I find my words, no matter the kind, are always

lacking. words firm in logic, or that flow like a river, words that dance with each other

crossed

like star lovers

or that

sit

solemnly

in

silence.

Words that that stay, that are colorful, that are

shift,

bland

that are

artistic,

that are basic,

The words I write now

fill me with anger, with

frustration,

with annoyance, because it’s not quite right.

I express the same hollow

words and desires on paper, on technology, in speech, in thought. They echo to myself

as distortions

of what I mean to put down. They are stable to others, perfectly normal,

but I see the rot that

shows its insecurity.

Words aren’t perfection despite what I want, they don’t reach perfection

despite what I want, they don’t cross all thought despite what I want

They are simple, meant only for simple meaning and conversations, not the colorful things I

think

or hear

or see.

They describe only the black and white photo

of an abstract

painting.

I continue to write the same useless words trying to express the

same useless

thoughts,

even though these things that are functional lies mean nothing to you

because you don’t recognize this black and white photo as the

same colorful

painting you see.

Words often feel cold and uncomfortable when I try to write . They feel

stiff

and rough

and angry.

Every word is angry and stiff, when my thoughts are loose

cloudy

and dreamy

happy and and l. d and and sudden.

i i

qu

Words are a science, and

thoughts are a mystery yet to be solved

I finish this poem, barely one at all, leaving unsatisfied and wanting for more.

More lines or stanzas about how I feel about how my paper doesn’t, how my

breathing

thoughts

are suffocated on the page.

The stanzas, the sentences,

the words,

the letters, the lines, they all mean nothing in the context of thought. Despite this I

push on as a writer and a thinker,

trying to connect the two in a useless attempt that

will never end.

I tried to finish this in a final paragraph of thought that summarized the

feelings I felt but it didn’t. Simple as that. I write these words again, still hollow,

still that black and white painting. I’ll probably never share these

words that

mean as

much as nothing,

that breathe as much as a corpse,

that express a void,

but it feels nice

to think that

I could one day show another.

For another to see what is blatantly

confusing and

nothing and useless and

a sad attempt to describe something

much more complex than

I’ll ever understand

feels comforting.

It gives me solace that one day someone will

have the words.

Written by ~Me~

[the-brick-moon]

BOLAVLK/WEREAWOLF | animation student film 2023 [flashing!]

[fathermcdouble]

alfreddddd alfred than kyou for callie thank youuu thank you for fucked up callie thank youuu ily thank you for 16 dollar callie on amazon dot com

👍 yeag

[fusionmix]

I took down my pullup bar because the ungodly honking sounds of protest from the doorframe were labored enough to be felt on the other side of the house, and the frame was wet where the feet of the bar had been braced. It was not something I expected, but it fits with the past patterns of Everywhere I Have Ever Lived; if I were to emit some kind of classifiable curse aura it would likely be affiliated with phenomena like this. magnus archive avatar category: The Damp

[mysterygrl20]

Frigay is packed so far for November.

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[bugfishh]

like if you were scared of him did you wish to encounter him in game. did you want to witness him or did you fear him too much

[hetaari]

Lines I pulled out of a hat

[anteroom-of-death]

I had a dream alfred molina made a tumblr because Of Course He Did.and I was sitting at a Cafe with @ruby-dragon and he was there and he asked us "what is Archive of Our Own?" And I literally was like, aloud to the entire Cafe "who told the 70 year old about Ao3??!?!?" And I was just trying to finish my cigarette and chill with a friend.

And it was several big names in the molina fanbase who told him.

[fabioquartararhoe]

i hate men. look at him x why???