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halp plz

anyone read the scrooge x flintheart fic where is the mooninvasion and flinty gets knocked unconscious and almost drowns in the ice water and scrooge saves him??!?

anyone please i can’t find it

where is the alc0hol in my home OMG looking for it everywhere. thinking abt risking it and just taking a whole bottle

“A feminist would never do what you have done.  You have turned your back on that which you claim is so important to you.  How would other feminists react if they heard how you degraded yourself?  How would they feel if they knew that you make shitty money at a shitty job?  Aren’t you supposed to be an independent woman?   Then why are you in a position where you couldn’t make it on your own?  Why are you such a fuck up?"

During social engagements I am either:

A) scrambling to find something to say.

B) wondering why i am/chastising myself for talking too much.

There is no happy medium. Whatever i have done is incorrect.

Ah.  Some things haven’t changed

During social engagements I am either:

A) scrambling to find something to say.

B) wondering why i am/chastising myself for talking too much.

There is no happy medium. Whatever i have done is incorrect.

The more time i soend on tumblr the more i realise that it wasnt just me who had these issues schools are just very good at locking us in cupboards so no one can see

Autistic Social Trauma

Autistic Qualia

SHAMURA: ACROSS THE SPIDERVERSE

Sexual and romantic identity can be fluid. Whether how you see or how you experience your identity changed once, changes frequently, something else or anything in between, it's all normal.

Tw//derealization

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I can’t even recognize myself in the mirror.

INKED!

Synopsis →⁠_⁠→

Choso as your favorite tattoo artist

a/n: I should be doing stuff for pilot shit,still, im here writting unholy shits again, lord please forgive me.

Warnings: fem! reader, cream pie, dirty talks, pussy eating and many more

You booked an appointment about one month ago, you just couldn't help to get a new tattoo, but c'mon, we both know that you just want to fuck that hot tattoo artist, Choso, and you know that he's waiting for that moment too, with the smirk he's giving you while etching his machine to your skin, the way his hands with leather gloves brush thru your skin, his gaze, full of lust and desire and the way he press his body close to you in purpose.

You wanted to surprise him, once you got in his shop the place was empty, you assumed he closed the store for you, he greeted you with a cocky smirk,

"What's up Mamacita, haven't seen you in awile" he smiled with his eyes close, he's so cute yet, so hot.

You also greeted him with a cheeky smirk, and without hesitation you leaned to his ear. "I want a pussy tattoo.", he paused for a second and leaned much closer to you,

"Then what design are you up too, Mama?" He whispered,

"Freestyle on me, Choso" you said backing away slightly.

"Sure, mama, good thing i've got a few designs for 'ya." he proudly smiled, "c'mon, lay here like a princess" he added signaling you to sit on the leather chair

"Such a gentleman, are we Choso?" you snickered as you laid on the chair, you wore a skirt for an easy access since you were going to get a pussy tattoo after all. Choso already prepared everything he needs. You spread your legs open, revealing your purple panties,

"Purple?, my fave. Are you going to remove it by yourself or-" you shut him off by placing his hands to the hem of your panties, "O-oh! ok, mama" he said as he removed your panties, shoving it in his pocket, he stares at your slit for a couple of seconds,

"Do you like what you see?" you asked, as you waved your hand in front of his face.

"And what if i did hm?" he uttered, that caught you off guard, you weren't expecting him to flirt back, you smirked,

"C'mon then, try me Choso" adding more flame to the fire, your core was getting really exposed to the air, you can feel heat building up on your lower abdomen- your pussy unconsciously leaking just from the dirty talk between you, and, Choso.

"Dang, getting wet already? you're no fun mama" he growls

putting his printed stencil out, you jolted a little because of the sudden contact, his hands were big, and heavy, he placed it right on top of your clit, purposely rubbing his hand against your exposed clit, you squirmed under his touch.

he lets the stencil dry out for a moment and plugged his tattoo machine, he designed a very beautiful roses and torns, from your hips to your pussy, he then started to etch his machine on your skin, it hurted, but Choso was making his way up to you clit, purposely rubbing it, he just can't resist anymore, you squirmed under him, it was pure torture.

"Keep still mama, spread 'em wide for me will you?" He chuckled deviously, while gliding his machine to your body he roams his left hand on you pussy, going up and down to your clit and teasing your entrance, you were lost, your cunt spasming and clenching around air,

"-ah, Choso..! please" you finally broke your pride,

"hmm?" he's being cocky, he knows what you want, but seeing you beg? that's a whole different level, "Please..!"

your voice and legs was shaking, "oh, you mean this?"

he inserted his finger with leather gloves in your core,

"Ah! yes, yes Cho.." you moaned

"Keep still mama, im still giving you a tattoo" he laughed, while he glides his machine, he pushes his fingers in and out painfully slow, teasing you on purpose, he moves his hand on your clit playing with it like it's some sort of stress ball, he used his thumb to stimulate your body causing you to buck your hips and squirm once again, he turned of his machine since you were squirming all over the place, you grinded you his fingers uncontrollably chasing your high you were a mess, a mess for his touch, his finger still pleasuring your clit, he bends down to your pussy as he pulls you closer to his mouth "Gonna eat you s'good" he says under his breath as he latched his tongue in your pussy, his wet tongue moved in a normal speed slurping all of your pussy juices, spitting on it like an animal, eating your vagina like it was ugly.

An animal.

Brain already blank, just you and the pleasure he's giving you.

he pause, "So fucking good for me mama?" he said his voice a bit hoarse, he detached his mouth from your folds, a string of saliva connecting his mouth and your pussy.

"Choso, i was sooo close~!" you whined,

"Patients, be patient mama." he shushs you up "besides, the tattoo's still not done." he added, he plugged his machine again, but this time, he inserted his dick in your cunt, causing your tummy to show a lil bulge, his dick was kissing your cervix almost passing through your womb, you bit your knuckles in satisfaction it nearly turned white.

He then again, glides his tattoo machine over your skin you squirmed uncontrollably, "Keep still mama.." he says, his voice was low and a bit raspy, with that it sent shivers to your core, "Chosoo~nnn" you moaned, his dick still inside you, laying on your cervix, causing you to clench and palpitate around his dick, he hissed, "fuck..", as he continues finishing the tatto, but you just can't control your pussy spasming around him, it makes him go crazy.

"Fuck mama, think we gotta' overtime" he placed his tatto machine on the table as he threw your right leg on his broad shoulder and bucked his hips back and forth, it was so deep, your pussy remembers his dick shape, every curve and bulge, your pussy juice and his pre cum flowing down to your ass crack, it was heaven, his shop was filled with skin slapping, moans and groans, and his sweet litte praises on how you take his dick sooo goooodd!

He placed your leg down and turned you around.

"Bend over for me will ya'?" he says, which you complied fastly, you bent over for him, on the leather chair, he bends over to your pussy as he spreads it, slurping every drip and juice in it, dehydrating it, you moaned once again, after that he inserts his dick in, "Bend good for me mama." he muttered, his clearly lost and is chasing his high, you nodded in response as you popped your ass for him, for him to reach sooo deep in you.

Moans kept escaping your mouth, one after another,

"You like it when i fuck you this good mama?"

"Ahh-oh yea, yesss oh my god choso!" you squirmed buvking your hips back and forth, but he stops thrusting,

"shom me how you love my dick mama, i bet you we're dreaming on fucking me for months now, haven't you hm?" he says, with a hint of cockiness on his tone.

you whined, as you grind on his dick desperately, with every grind you make it makes his dick throb even more, you were grinding on him for a minute now, but you can feel him, twitching, he was close, so he starts thrusting again.

"so desperate for this cock mhm?"

"oh mhmmmm, Please! fuck me good!" you screamed

he pounded his dick in, you were close and he was too, you clenched your pussy on purpose as you release your high, and soon Choso followed, you catch deep breaths, as you look in his eyes, "well that was a good fuck" you chuckled, as you look on your pussy, it was already tattooed, a rose designed succubus tatto "oh look, it's cute" you say in awe

"Well it's desinged by me after all" he laughed as he pulls his dick out off you, your pussy was completely creampied. you pulled off tissues from the tissue box, you wipe your pussy, as Choso helps you and fixed your skirt, but somethings missing, oh right...

"C-choso..my panties?" you asked

"Oh, your panties?, Keeping them as souvenirs mama, y'know so i can jack on it later" he winks.

a/n: I was sleeping but my mom woke me up, and after that my whole day was ruined. Anyways please, please dm for request please dont be shyyyy!!

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I talk shit about myself being old and small.

Now I’m crying because I’m pathetic, small, old, and frail.

I took five seconds to laugh at myself and I FUCKED UP!

Why is it utterly hilarious whenever someone calls something garbage? Is it just the word itself or some combination of the word and the intent?

Is it just me who literally cANNOT DRINK SOCIALLY??

Like. If I’m drinking it’s to the point where the hangover is the worst, and that I’m numb to the world. I don’t know how to have ‘just one drink’. It’s either I can’t feel anything but blissful numbness or nothing at all.

And at the moment, it’s becoming more obvious that I’d literally rather starve than not drink.

aughhdgehehehhe tags vent

Okay so- In the same vein as Clyde laying on top of Alex and sleeping, I bring you forward this idea. Winfrey scooping up Alex while they are pacing and working on something stressful (which they've worked on all day and have only had like a single muffin) and Winfrey just places the human on their chest and covered them with their hands.

Also known as- Winfrey going "Okay, that's enough for today, Sleep."

I made my own DTIYS for my au!!!! Added process pics and a glitch edit. Why? Because I'm extra.

mfw i try talking to my mom about something my dad did that upset me and instead of comforting me she basically tells me im a horrible person who does not care about other peoples emotions