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She sighed. “And what about my butt would you like to tell me, stranger? Honestly, some of the people that come to see me…”
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She sighed. “And what about my butt would you like to tell me, stranger? Honestly, some of the people that come to see me…”
are you into office scenarios? ;)
"I suppose so, yeah! You could always give me a call if you want to arrange a meeting. I’ll be sure to hear you out."
Oh.
Do you like piña coladas and getting caught in the rain?
"I do actually, yes!" Mei chimed, letting her eyes wonder to the sky. "Having a good revenue can get you some nice things, such as tasty cocktails juices!”
Her smile stretched. “And who doesn’t like the rain? It’s so refreshing if you’re having a break.”
Would you have sex while on your period?
"W-Well, my... Love life, isn't your business--WAIT WHAT."
She spluttered in confusion. Poor thing. "That's--That's disgusting! How is that even possible--"
Mei is certainly not a virgin.
Certainly not.
What turns you on?
“PROFIT.”
How good are you at taking compliments?
"I think I’m very good at taking compliments,” the girl boasted. “It’s only right to be happy when someone says something nice about you, after all! There’s no need to be modest if something is true.”
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How did Mei pick out her outfit for her (short-lived) journey?
Mei didn’t exactly have a massive choice of clothing at the time (living a bit too close to the breadline than was comfortable), though she always did tend to think in terms of practicality. Her Shirt has sleeves that end bellow her elbow so it’s never too warm or too cold, and her leggings keep her bottom half surprisingly toasty. Her clothes are fairly thin, though, as Mei initially dressed herself to tackle the boiling weather of route 4. She sort of neglected to think really far ahead, in that sense.
As for the skirt, Mei never really thought she could pull off those booty shorts that everyone seemed to be into at the time; a skirt seemed to be a nicer fit, and it matched more with the leggings. Hey, she had to keep some sense of style.
"Well, stranger, I mostly like to be practical when I chose what to wear - especially back then. Other than that, I think it’s nice to dress in bright colours when you’re moving from place to place!"
Still Alive || Mei and Touko [Missingno Expedition]
The day was hot, and the folds of Mei’s damp clothing clung tenaciously to her body. It was midday, and the choice to complete the mission during the day’s hottest hours had certainly not been her best one. She sighed, shifting the weight onto her right foot and shifting her glance out to the ocean.
The water was still, and the bright reflection that bounced off of it made it seem white. The waves softly tumbled onto the shallow shores, and Mei gripped her arm with realisation. This was going to be a dangerous mission, of that she could be assured. This strange man who led her here – Lawrence the 3rd, if she recalled correctly – only addressed her by letter; in which saying he only wanted the ‘best people for the job’. Mei’s battle prowess certainly hadn’t earned her this sort of job, so she could hazard a guess that the task ahead was far more mental than physical.
Now, she could do little but wait in anticipation. Mei was waiting for someone – her partner who will aid her on this mission. She’d definitely heard of her before ; Touko, one of the strongest trainers in Unova that everyone loves to talk about. She helped a few other people to take down the old Team Plasma – back when they wore white uniforms and they were little more than mad, desperate preachers.
Mei turned herself away from the water’s edge, instead focussing her narrowed eyes upon the building she was soon to enter. It looked old, to say the least; it looked decrepit. The laboratory was nothing but a mere shadow of what it may have been once, reduced to little more than a cluster of rusted metal panels and unstable screws. These panels formed a loose mesh of iron that entangled the building, creating a disturbing jungle of machinery.
The thought of it made Mei’s mouth quiver into a slight frown, causing her head to fling downwards with her expression. She slid her bag off of her arm, grasping it underneath with her left hand and diving into it with her right. She ran her fingers over the Poke ball inside, finding comfort in its presence. Even though Mei wasn’t much of a battler, she still felt a lot safer when her friends were with her; and when they were ready to defend her.
Mei glanced up from her busy hands to see the silhouette of her new partner running towards her. She swung her bag back onto her arm, and slowly started walking towards the figure. Clenching her fists, Mei threw her arm into the air to signal her fellow teammate.
“Hey, Touko! I’m over here!”
HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHEEEEEEERRI <3333
Have the best day ever and keep being such a super sweet person and inspiring artist!! Q u Q
How has Hall of Fame impacted your writing/RP?
[[ Personally, I feel that my rp has definitely improved since joining HoF; the people here are so talented at writing, which certainly helps to push forward your own abilities! But, you see, rp and plain out writing are two very different things, and are constructed in different ways - as in, you control all the characters in writing, where as you don't in rp. I find it a little difficult to switch between the two sometimes, and since I probably write more than I rp, I occasionally get a little carried away with how much power I'm putting over the other person's character, so I have to redo it.
Still, this doesn't change the fact that I feel my writing ability has improved with HoF. I thoroughly enjoy being a member of this group, and it is (by far) one of the best-written and better-managed roleplay groups I have been apart of. ]]
Full Life Consequences [bugsy and mei]
“GO AWAY PLEASE,” Bugsy sobbed before he even registered what the girl had said. Only a second later did he realize that this voice was much less ethereal than the one he had become all too familiar with that morning. He dared to look up at her from behind the violet curtains of hair that had fallen in his face, and breathed an audible sigh of relief when there was an actual girl in front of him. “Oh, thank goodness!” he amended, crawling up onto his knees to be on an equal level with the stranger.
“Hi there Miss! My name’s Bugsy James Hopper Jr., and I’m the Azalea Town Gym Leader!” he introduced, brushing the hair from his face and smiling up at her. He clutched her hand— the one on his chest— in both of his own, relieved and reassured by her very real presence. “Its been so long since our last night of pleasure, Ive missed ur body pressed up against mine!”
The poor Gym Leader went pale.
“W-wait, I don’t know why I said that!”
“‘Its been so long since our last night of pleasure, Ive missed ur body pressed up against mine” seducted Bugsy, his dancing amesysth orbs dancing in the presents of Mei (AN: NOT IVORY, THX BLOODYGOTHICROSE666 4 PONTING THT OUT xoxoxo).” The voice washed over the clearing like a wave, bringing with it the smell of ramen noodles, unwashed hair, and cats.
Crinkling up his nose, Bugsy turned his teary eyes back to Mei. “I am entschuldigung,” he apologized. He blinked as two fat tears rolled down his cheeks. He may have spoken German at home, but such a glaring mistake was unheard of for him to make! “E-entschuldigung?” he tried again, eyes growing wider with each syllable.
“(AN: DAT MENS SORRY IN GERMEN)” announced the voice, loud enough to make Bugsy squeak and lurch forward. “Bugsy o-mouthed as he falled, reaching out and grabbing da only thing that cud sav his fall!”
Indeed, Bugsy had braced himself against Mei’s supple bosom.
“W-WAUGH,” Bugsy panicked, shoving himself away and burying his face in his hands the moment he realized what he had grabbed. “Entschuldigung entschuldigung entschuldigung!” he panicked, writhing about from his spot on the ground.
Bugsy might have continued apologizing and writhing about for the rest of eternity had a bellowing voice not sounded. A good indication of Bugsy’s mental state could be gained by the fact that he was incredibly relieved when he heard “Buhuhuh, I have you now Mei and Bugsy and Mei!” instead of the shrill, drawling female voice.
“Ghesitis came over da hill w/ his box!!!1 But this time, there was sum1 in the box! It was… THE LOPONNY FRUM EARLIER!”
Great.
Bugsy didn’t know who the man dressed like a castle was, but he did recognize the pokemon from earlier. “Hide me!” he squeaked and dove behind Mei, gathering up her twin tails and using them as a shield.
“Daddy, stop!” said the lopunny, and Ghetsis stopped in his tracks. “Hi there!” she continued to say as she hopped out of the box. The second she hit the ground, though, she was no longer a lopunny. Instead, she was a very-much human girl. She was tall and unbelievably slender, but with curves in all the right places. Her waist-length hair was pitch black, with streaks of purple and silver running through it, and her eyes sparkled a light violet colour, but changed to an enigmatic dark blue when she noticed the tense atmosphere. She wore a tight-fitting black top that said “Dark Princess” across it in real diamonds, and showed off her cleavage and her navel piercing perfectly. Her black leather skirt was short, showing off her long, fishnet-clad legs and knee-high black lace-up boots with four-inch heels. Lopunny ears and a tail poked out from her hair and her skirt.
“IM vYcToRiA!1!11!” she said. “I, lyke, just transfurred from CaLi… U no, in AmErIcA?! IM a GoThiC, but the kewl kind, not the kind who warship Satin an sacrafyss babys and stuff!1!1! My father iz … GhEsiTiS!1!1 But my mother wuz half PoKeMoN She went 2 AmErIcA B4 I wuz born 2 hide me from my father but she dyed when I wuz littel an I wuz raized by pOkEmOn lyke N! so now I can tRaNsFoRm in2 pOkEmOn 2!!!11! I use 2 go 2 skool in AmErIcA, but then I fownd out who my father wuz an I just had 2 cum hear an meat him, u no?!1? I just no dat wen he met me, hiz hart will melt with luv an he will becum good!1!11! So IM da qUeN of tem PlAsMa!!!1”
Bugsy just kind of stared.
“AN: dats my OC Vyctoria Diamond Sprakle Cullen Harmonia!!!” declared the voice.
“Oh mAsTeR!!!!!11!!” screamed Vyctoria as she hopped over to Bugsy, ceremoniously shoving Mei out of the way. “I thot I LOST U!!”
The poor violette, pale as a sheet by this point, could only mouth ‘HELP ME’ to Mei.
Ghetsis remained on the hill, occasionally spurting something about liberating pokemon that had been copy and pasted from Bulbapedia.
This was likely to be the most bizarre set of events Mei had ever encountered – and she’d seen a lot of crazy things in her time. Most of which being completely rational, but somehow crazy nonetheless.
The girl took a moment to collect herself, making a conscious effort to straighten her back and pick up her head. She was in a forest clearing with: a dazed and confused German child, a random human/Loppuny concoction flaunting over said child, and a maniac who had stuffed her body into a dank box approximately thirty seconds ago.
Well, things could be worse.
Mei saw the boy mouth the words ‘help me’ from underneath the woman’s embracing flesh, and – with a large outtake of breath – she rushed over to the stranger to give assistance.
“Hey! You shouldn’t touch people who don’t want you—”
“SHES RUEING DA STORY!!!1!” The omnipresent voice cried out, the shrill sound piercing into Mei’s ears.
“Mei den decide d to go an uhhh try and fail @ hel;oping Bugsye lol ((A/N: LOL VIKTORIA IS GONNA WIN WHO DO U THINK WILL?????//?))”. The voice was as smooth as satin once again, resonating in the clearing for a few seconds until the words became reality.
Instantly, Mei was thrown on the floor in front of the Pokémon girl. Close up, Mei could see the boots were made out of expensive leather – they matched nicely with the twisted grimace she worse on her face. Mei gawked in her presence for a few seconds, but promptly stood up – scrunching her face into the best scowl she could achieve.
“You shouldn’t be scaring him like that,” Mei spoke plainly, hard eyes bearing into the emotionless ones the other woman held. Mei didn’t flinch when staring at her – in fact, she tended to find it hard to take people with ‘Dark Princess’ plastered over their top seriously at all.
Maybe it wasn’t the best idea to underestimate her, as Mei found that one flat smack from the girl was all she needed to knock Mei twenty yards away.
“HE IS MY BOYFRIEND!” She released a hollow shriek through dry, blackened lips. As she did, the boy cowering next to her was all but whimpering at events transpiring in front of him. His eyes were Protuberant and etched with red; he may not be crying, but it wasn’t going to take much to turn on the waterworks.
Mei scratched her head, dumbfounded to what she could do next (trying to fix her dishevelled clothes may have been a good idea, but dealing with Viktoria/Victoria/Vyktoria seemed to take some kind of priority over other things).
“MaKe yOuR MOVE!” Viktoria... How did she say it, again? It sounded like a cross between some kind of satanic wailing and jaded sobbing. Weird.
“Just den de Ghetsis an d Busey begarn making OUT!!!1!! ((A/N: YES DIS STORY NEED MORE YAOI!!1! XDDDD))”
“WAFFLES!” Ghetsis shouted out of his usual character, sprinting towards Bugsy (who had now been released from Viktoria’s clutches and dropped onto the floor). As Ghetsis grew closer – a strange smell of dry grass and broken aspirations following him –Mei lunged herself forwards towards him, placing her body flat on the floor in front of Ghetsis’ feet.
“HOW DARE YOU—” The man started, though was cut off as his face planted neatly into the ground. He made a few choked sobs through the grass, writhed in his spot a bit, and then promptly succumbed to defeat.
One down, one to go.
“EeeeEEeEeeeEEE!!” Viktoria wailed, throwing her head backwards in frustration and scraping her damp, sweaty hands through the coarse locks of her hair.
"((A/N: I WANTED YAOI WHERE THE YAOI GONE?//????!! WHO IS THIS STUPID MEI LIKE THIS IF U WANT VIKKI 2 WIN!”1!))"
Slowly, Viktoria’s head lowered. Her black eyes became edged rocks in their sockets, and her skin started to shimmer. It twinkled like some kind of childish star, casting out spits of light in several different directions. The girl’s dense hair steadily rose above her head, a ghostly golden glow flashing off its ends. Her mouth opened, and a hoarse cry erupted from her form.
“I. AM. A VAMPIRE!” The cry was ear splitting, the sheer loudness of the sound causing the trees surrounding the clearing to shake and wither in their spots. Mei’s knees buckled, the girl falling to her feet from the pressure of the situation. It was evident that she had bitten off more than she could chew, but it was far too late to back out of this situation now. Bugsy seemed to have came to the same realization, but he seemed to be more paralysed with fear than reflective on his actions.
“Viktoria sh OUted out to da world dat she was da edWard Cullet of dis world an dat Meii couldnn’t usee herr. ((A/N: YES I KNO U WNT TOUYA 2 APPEAR BUT I DNT KNO IF I CAN DO THT FARRIS_WHEEL_LUVER2132 XOXOXOOXOX))”
Viktoria’s breathing was steady, with each gradual exhale causing the air around her to quiver. The energy from her mouth was sending tiny shockwaves through her body, and straight to the ground – which trembled just as the air did. Slowly, if felt like the earth underneath Mei’s feet started to sink; almost like the ground itself was turning into a liquid. Hey, maybe it was – maybe Mei was too disorientated to even notice the state of matter around her. However accurate that may be, she could tell that she needed to help Bugsy.
“Don’t worry, we’ll get out of this!” She jeered over to the boy, hoping that her words weren’t already going to bite her back.