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Hi, I'm now coming out as a swappinator, I don't quite have access to a deboobinator just yet but I really would like one. Also I have a pension for causing chaos and you can fight me over it. >:^]

BCKSJWBqknKko Obligatory reblog from a transman with unfortunately large titties.

people who hate trans men seem to overwhelmingly be of the opinion we can control how big our breasts are/were. 'me when the he/they with the biggest fattest womanest boobiest tits you've ever seen-' shut the fuck up

Ik I don't really post about my OC's much (or ever ig) but like... I need an excuse to ramble about them pls.

Hey, can y’all rb this if it’s okay to send you messages asking about your ocs, cause on god I wanna interact with y’all but I am terrified of being annoying lol

I don't fucking know but I do know there's this kid in my grade who's a total asshat named Richard so let's just say he's where the whole 'Dick is short for Richard" thing started.

you: suck my dick me, an intellectual: inhale my richard

This whole post gives "What Remains of Edith Finch" vibes

I hate the “open floor plan” that everyone is obsessed with in houses now. I want nooks and crannies and bizarre floor plans. I don’t need to be able to see what someone is doing on the other side of the house. I want places to hide and lurk and dwell in the shadows. I am the beast who awaits in the labyrinth

bring back tumblr ask culture let me. bother you with questions and statements

Alright, to ao3's soon to be arriving Wattpad Refugees, a basic guide to general user culture:

1.) Unlike Wattpads vote system that let's you like each chapter, the ao3 equivalent kudos only allows one per work. Everyone is generally quietly annoyed about this. To engage with each chapter, you're heavily encouraged to comment. Trust me, it makes people's day.

2.) Ao3 has no algorithm. By default it's latest updated work first. You can find things to your taste through searches, filters and tags.

3.) 'No archive warnings apply' and 'user has chosen not to use archive warnings' mean two very different things. No archives warnings means the work is free from any content that could require a warning tag (character death, graphic depictions of violence, non-con, etc). User has chosen not to use archive warnings means it could contain any of the warning content, be it hasn't been explicitly tagged. Treat it like an allergen. No archive warnings apply is allergen free. User has chosen not to use archive warnings, may contain traces or whole chunks of the allergen. If you're likely to have a bad reaction, maybe don't take the risk.

4.) Speaking of warnings, ao3 has very few restrictions on the type of work that's allowed. Whatever your personal thoughts or feelings on that are, thats how the site is. You're likely to run across some dark subject matters and a lot of people are uncomfortable with reading that. You're well within your rights not like these works and have your opinion on whether they should be allowed, but harassing the authors of such works (or any works) is more likely to come back on you than them. Ao3 operates on a strong policy of 'don't like, don't read'. Use the tagging system to your full advantage to only engage with the kind of works you want to see.

We look forward to welcoming you all and seeing the fantastic works you create. Happy writing!

Alright, to ao3's soon to be arriving Wattpad Refugees, a basic guide to general user culture:

1.) Unlike Wattpads vote system that let's you like each chapter, the ao3 equivalent kudos only allows one per work. Everyone is generally quietly annoyed about this. To engage with each chapter, you're heavily encouraged to comment. Trust me, it makes people's day.

2.) Ao3 has no algorithm. By default it's latest updated work first. You can find things to your taste through searches, filters and tags.

3.) 'No archive warnings apply' and 'user has chosen not to use archive warnings' mean two very different things. No archives warnings means the work is free from any content that could require a warning tag (character death, graphic depictions of violence, non-con, etc). User has chosen not to use archive warnings means it could contain any of the warning content, be it hasn't been explicitly tagged. Treat it like an allergen. No archive warnings apply is allergen free. User has chosen not to use archive warnings, may contain traces or whole chunks of the allergen. If you're likely to have a bad reaction, maybe don't take the risk.

4.) Speaking of warnings, ao3 has very few restrictions on the type of work that's allowed. Whatever your personal thoughts or feelings on that are, thats how the site is. You're likely to run across some dark subject matters and a lot of people are uncomfortable with reading that. You're well within your rights not like these works and have your opinion on whether they should be allowed, but harassing the authors of such works (or any works) is more likely to come back on you than them. Ao3 operates on a strong policy of 'don't like, don't read'. Use the tagging system to your full advantage to only engage with the kind of works you want to see.

We look forward to welcoming you all and seeing the fantastic works you create. Happy writing!

At some point in your life, you were taught that being slightly annoying is an unforgivable sin. Maybe it was by your parents or a teacher or a friend or a bully or an older sibling. But someone taught you that being slightly annoying is a crime punishable by death.

You must unlearn this.

You must accept that all people will be annoying at some point or another in their lives, maybe all of their lives, and that this is okay. It is okay for strangers on the bus, it is okay for children in the grocery store, it is okay for people on social media, and it is okay for you.

If you ever want to truly love your fellow humans, if you ever want to truly love yourself, you must have forgiveness for being annoying.

Obligatory reblog.

op turned reblogs off but this post must live. it must live and spread malignantly .

@dumbass-brunette

“but what if i’m being annoying :(“ everyone’s annoying dipshit it came free with fucking being alive and existing. now go talk to your friends

Uhm.... I guess I'm under arrest for greek mythology memes lol.

Honestly I'm surprised I'm not arrested for this one because... :,v it's the last one that's incriminating....

Found this on Twitter, so I thought, why not posting it here and doing a tag game 😊

Ok, I’ll go first

If he is the reason, I’d go to prison gladly 🥰❤️‍🔥

Tagging: @killerqueen-ofwillowgreen @nic-214 @milkyway-ashes @dr-radiation @whitequeen-ofwillowgreen @sunsetdaydreamer @therockywhorerpictureshow @delicatelyfantasticninja and everyone 😊

Sorry if I forgot to tag some of you!

Please stop seeing politics as an identity and start seeing it as a collective means for change

Wonderful. here's mine to add to the post

Also button ups over button ups is PEAK transmasc fashion and I will not be elaborating.

Picrew

コアゲーマーメーカー2

(英語のテキストは日本語のテキストの下にあります English text below Japanese text) --- 2番目のイメージメーカーへようこそ！作成したものをソーシャルネットワーキングサイトのアバターとして使用できます。このページまたはTumblr、Twitte

Found the coolest character creator!

tagging: @cats-and-confusion @cryptidwithaninternetconnection @i-eat-worlds @paintedpigeon1 and everyone else who i cant remember

dear mojang

add more crops in minecraft im begging you im on my hands and knees give us tomatoes give us onions give us strawberries give us peppers

add more food recipes please give us sandwiches give us more pastries give us pudding or some shit

sincerely, the farmer of every minecraft server

Huh... They sure are...

I think Fanfic writers are taking the news well

honestly nothing shows the sad and pathetic state of media targeted toward minors better than the fact that inside out 2 does not and cannot introduce "horny" as one of the new pubescent emotions

@dumbass-brunette

The g in fag stands for god please let me not do any homework ever

Hi, I kinda wanna talk about the recent "drama" regarding wilbur soot.

I say "drama" in quotes because this isn't just some petty drama. This isn't two content creators fighting for views this is a case of abuse and domestic violence. To say I have witnessed my fair share of youtube drama is an understatement and usually I wait for more information to come out.

Usually I wait for an apology or a debunking video to determine my thoughts but at this point I want to talk about this. Wilbur has confirmed what a shitty person he is in his apology and I hold no remorse for people like that. This hurts me very deeply as a former fan. All I want to say is that as someone who hasn't been believed when I was a victim of abuse is to support the hell out of Shubble.

She deserved so much better.

crumb is out of this world!

My likely unpopular Sally face headcannon

Larry has anger issues

Keep in mind he'll be the nicest person in the world to friends and strangers but the moment someone he doesn't like says any kind of bullshit he's the first to jump into the fight.

Pits

You’ve had a bad day, so you go to the only place you feel completely comfortable being an ass. Could be a oneshot could be a story, who knows at this point. Angst. Reader has no gender. Highschool au, human au, reader is not called y/n

I need inspiration to keep writing this and improving my writing skills. I have no idea how long I'll keep this going or if I'll even post this fic again but here.

To say you were pissed would be an understatement. Your hair was charred at the ends from a failed chemistry lab, your favorite jacket was soaked in rain water. At least the water helped with the burn somewhere your mind tried to reason. It was minor but still hurt like a little bitch another part said whilst wishing you’d snapped at the careless classmate who did it. Instead of walking home to your house you made the short trip from the bus stop to Monty’s place, not even bothering to stop by yours to let your parents know where you were headed. Well, they probably knew where you were anyways.

You opened the door and let it slam closed.

“I’m home!” In response you heard a loud grumble from the kitchen. Instead of heading to greet your friend you immediately went down to the basement and began setting everything down. Carelessly you changed into some of his clothes and went looking for the stray bag of chips you knew he kept down here despite his housemates' protests. He stomped out of the bathroom and stared at you for a second. It must’ve been one of his housemates in the kitchen. You simply rolled your eyes at the blush creeping onto his cheeks as you kept searching for the chips.

“Do I even get to ask?” You only made a noise of discontentment when you realized the chips were gone and you found the empty bag instead. “What’s there to say?” you sat on the couch with a huff. It was clear as day he was finding some form of entertainment in your disdain and instead of comforting you he sat as well and started flicking through channels. He knew you’d blow up eventually, just like him you were a ticking time bomb of rage. All it took was him to glance at you with a raised eyebrow for you to cave and start shouting.

“Okay what the actual fuck man?!!?”

“Excuse me?”

“DUDE! You can clearly tell I’m pissed off and you aren’t saying shit!” To which he laughed and that only made you wanna explode even more.

“You know I love it when you’re pissed,” Your face was red with anger at this point but he continued, “The hell am I supposed to do. I’m shit with feelings and you know it!” Fists balling up with raise you went and punched him hard in the shoulder he laughed even harder. “Look mate, we aren’t gonna get anywhere by talking.”

He began to stand up and wander over to where his golf clubs were stashed. He grabbed a pretty hefty one and handed it to you before setting up his mattress on the wall. “Go nuts, just don’t hit the walls” He turned off the tv turned up the radio and you fucking beat the shit out of that mattress. You went at it for at least a good thirty minutes before finally stopping.

“Better?”

You grunted in response. You dropped the club and sat back on the couch, only to lay your head on his shoulder. He wrapped an arm around you and turned off the music. The silence filled the air as you watched the storm from out the window. You could feel him staring at you. "Get caught in the rain again?" "...yeah."

You hate how many times this has happened before. How many times you've had to come here so you didn't blow up on some innocent bystander. guilt gnawed at your stomach, and your rage had completely fizzled out leaving you in a… melancholy mood.

You tried to find a spark of emotion to express because that's what you and him do around each other, express everything… but it's gone. You're just… tired and hungry.

The hungry part was normal, eating food was always a battle of whether to let you enjoy the satisfaction or to try to make yourself feel better 'for longer' by not eating. The chips were the only thing that sounded good today and they were gone. A bird passed by and ate a worm, you frowned.

"Hey…"

For once he was trying to be gentle. He moved slowly closer to you, well as close as he could. He knocked his knee against yours successfully pulling you from your mind.

"Hm?"

"Let's go get food."

"I'm not hungry."

He just kinda sighed and closed his eyes for a moment,"you were looking for chips earlier, you probably haven't eaten all day." He wasn't lying and you just scooched further from him on the couch, in his mind it proved the point, "... Please?"

As if on cue one of his housemates called from upstairs, "MONTY! COME GET FOOD!"

“Well?”

“Well what?”

“Do you want to willingly come or do I have to drag you?”

You sorta half rolled your eyes and watched him stand up. His eyes were open and held mischief and destruction, you realized he was being completely serious and would 100 percent carry me upstairs and make sure I your head would get knocked against the doorway thus not wanting a concussion you stand but very grumpily.

You both make your way up the stairs except you kind of freeze when you reach the top. Freddy, one of the popular kids from school, stood in front of you. Unfortunately he got caught in the cross fires when people were trying to put you out. You only had a few classes with him but you knew him well enough from that experience. He smiled awkwardly and looked at monty. “Are you two gonna eat?”

“I’m not-” “Yes.”

Freddy raised a curious brow at Monty but he didn’t question it. All of you made your way to the dinner table and you all sat together. It was awkward to say the least.

You didn’t talk much, trusting Monty to keep the conversation going while you picked at your food. In all honesty you wanted to back bydownstairs, to hide away in the little angry safe space that you two have created for each other. Eventually dinner and dishes were done and Monty dragged you back downstairs. You were afraid you’d disappointed him.

“Hey- fuck- I’m-” He got mad at the words and kicked the couch in frustration before turning back to you- “You’re really feeling like shit huh?”

You couldn’t look at him. Afraid he’d be angry or harsh about your feelings. Everyone was always rude or harsh about your feelings.

“I’m just feeling… sensitive” You heard him choke back a laugh. “What kind of uh… sensitive?” “just… hurt?” You could hear him sigh, he sat on the couch and you made a move to leave.

“I’ve gotta go home before my parents kill me. I’ll see you tomorrow,” and then you left. You didn’t bother to grab your bag or clothes, even after you got home you didn’t put burn cream on your neck or back. You just laid in bed and dealt with the pain. Your parents didn’t come home that night. Only showing up while you were getting ready for school.

Once more, you felt the familiar feeling of anger bubbling up. You were angry… again.

Hi another guy with tits here I whole heartedly agree

afab people should be allowed to be shirtless like whenever. maybe even all the time. free the titty protect the city ya know?