stringla

midiport

is he trying to beam the video into my brain through the thumbnail

midiport

leave my font alone. i like it sloppy

slingbees

fifiibibii

wo ah the misery. everbody wanna be my enermy

steve-the-evets

kassasaurus-rex:
“one of my cousins has one of those wretched sequined nicolas cage pillows and today the rest of us received this photo of perhaps the most upsetting thing i’ve seen all year, slugolas cage
”

kazimierzi

oxytocxins

A digital artwork of a kitchen in which a winged humanoid figure is perched at the window. The kitchen is tiled in red, blue, and green in what resembles a floral pattern. The kitchen is rendered in shades of green. The sky and the figure are rendered in shades of blue.

smelling the miso soup

oxytocxins

exactly

kentuckyfriedfungus

middle-earth-mythopoeia

— Éowyn, The Battle of the Pelennor Fields

Paintings by Matthew Stewart, Nick Robles, Chris Rahn, Çağlayan Kaya Göksoy, Craig Spearing, and Stephen Graham Walsh

slingbees

beltsquid

Twitter: what level of enshittification are you on?
Tumblr: I dunno, 4, maybe 5? We took away the ability to easily go directly to an individual post off the dashboard and we're still trying to Pivot to Streaming
Twitter: you are like little baby. watch this
Twitter: [BANS READING POSTS]

ladyforloveandjustice

infinitesimal-spoon

Mood board of the genius annotations for Colleen Ballinger’s song

sinsandsweetness

Anonymous asked:

Please can u do a rickyl breeding kink. Like they see how she looks after Judith and it makes them want to take turns filling her up ❤️❤️

sinsandsweetness answered:

TAKING TURNS

(Rick & Daryl x fem!reader)

warnings- 18+ content, breeding kink obv, smut, creampies, FMM threesome, taking turns, mentions of getting reader pregnant, pregnancy and unprotected p in v. kinda fluffy and not rlly proofread…

notes- first time writing a breeding kink so… let me know how it is:) reblogs and comments are very much appreciated <3

Daryl nudges his friend, taking a sip of the bottle of water in front of him. “Quit starin’ .” He hisses, breaking Rick’s gaze away from you. Sitting all pretty, on a rug in his cell. Judith sitting right in front of you, a little, blue rattle keeping her attention as you talk to her. Your sweet, soft voice, mumbling quiet little praises at her. And she won’t stop grabbing for your hand or your hair or the rattle as she babbles away.

“M’not… staring…” Rick mumbles.

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