Bad Ideas

I have bad ideas and will occasionally put them here 18+ She/they

[fuck-customers]

Every single day for about 4 weeks this woman has been coming into our shop, handing out religious pamphlets, and attempting to preach. We kick her out very quickly, she's banned from the store in site. On Monday it got to the point where the owner, our manager and I were standing outside because we know she comes everyday at 2:45. We dont wanna call the police because acab, they might hurt this woman, so we decide to make her uncomfortable. I was forced to endure catholic education most of my life so i know how to debate with receipts. My manager is agnostic and loves to argue. And the owner is a practicing witch. It took maybe 20 minutes for this lady to freak out and decide to leave us alone. She asked us what our relationship with god was and i said "Sky Daddy and I like to keep our relationship private" which she hated lmao. My manager said "Is there one? I don't know" and the owner said "God? Which one? I talk to many of them"

It's been a few days we haven't seen her since. Good riddance lol if you've been kicked out of a place of business more than 10 damn times, take a minute to evaluate your behavior

[setaflow]

I'm sorry but these responses were gold

[ohthisisabadidea]

If there is a god… or multiple, are you a sadist? Like I support and all that but please give me a safe word or something

[the-commonplace-book]

they…. they colonized Spirit 

This isn’t just a bad remake or cash grab issues. It doesn’t matter how good or bad this film turns out to be. The very premise of it is deeply at fault. The original Spirit is a film about a horse who couldn’t be tamed bonding with a Lakota man in friendship and mutual respect. 

This… no. Just no. Turning it into a young white (oh, i’m sorry, the PR team keeps pointing out she’s ‘half-mexican’) girl saves the wild horses is just awful. Truly disgustingly awful. 

There was so much more to Spirit. Spirit was never even really about horse-wranglers being bad. It was about colonization and persecution and attempted erasure of Native American culture. The stripping of freedom. The atrocities committed against native tribes all across America. Spirit being torn from his family, like so many Native families were forcibly torn apart. The way the US soldiers were seeking to break his spirit and tame him so that they could exploit him for profit, as was done to so many Native tribes. 

Spirit was never just a horse movie. It was always about so much more.

And they took it and made it into a white girl saves the wild horses from the big bad horse-wranglers movie. 

I am genuinely disgusted. 

[chainsawmansheart]

THANK YOU

[beetlebitties]

HELLO EVERYONE!!!! BEETLETINA RIGHTS

[ohthisisabadidea]

Hey, fuck you (to no one in particular)

[neon-junkie]

Some overstimulated charles please?

here’s a drabble. gender-neutral reader<3

"Sweetheart... please," Charles sighs, tightening his grip on your hips, but making no attempt to stop you. "What is it?" you question, smugly raising a brow, acting as if you've totally no idea what he's on about. "That's- oh," Charles chews at his bottom lip, rolling his head back against the pillow. He allows you to continue riding him, despite the fact that he's just came, and to nobody's surprise, you're milking him for all he's worth.

Charles tightens his grip even more, enough to leave bruises; his body is shaking, trembling beneath you, and he can barely keep his eyes open, engulfed in his post-orgasm haziness. He's blushing, bright red with a thin layer of sweat coating his face and body, a few loose strands of hair clinging to his forehead.

"Use your words, Charles," you order, although your tone remains soft. Charles peeks his eyes open, his mouth parting, ready to tell you exactly what he needs, but you slam down on his cock, knocking the wind from his lungs. "Sweetheart," Charles mutters again, and you decide to slow your rhythm down, giving him a small window to express what he wants. Charles licks his lips, both out of nervousness and dehydration, but soon manages to speak up. "That's too much... too much, my love," he sighs, and finally pushes your hips down, engulfing his length deep inside you, forcing you to come to a halt. Finally, Charles has a few moments to catch his breath, stabling his trembling body, and levelling out his heartbeat. You minx! You know exactly how over-stimulated Charles gets whenever you milk him like this, but that doesn't stop you from doing it every single time, does it? You know Charles is ready when his eyes open up properly, and the grip on your hips softens. He lets out a sigh, gulping down another deep breath before telling you "you know, you can't do that to me and expect nothing in return?" in a confidently cocky tone. In one smooth motion, Charles rolls your bodies over, pining you beneath him. His large hands move from your hips along your thighs, making their way to your shins, and he urges you to cross your ankles behind his toned waist. Charles tuts you, his eyes meeting yours with a bright and mischievous glisten in them.   "Alright, my turn."

[ohthisisabadidea]

A long time coming.... (it’s a pun please laugh) 18+

Warnings: humiliation kink, hate sex (not really but you’ll see) there is aftercare don’t worry, could be seen as CNC but I promise it is very consensual. Not very well written. (This is in later parts)

Contains: angst, cheating, reader with a complex

A wave of anger bloomed inside you yet again, you try to bury it as she goes on but soon you feel your face burning with rage. Molly was sat at your usual meeting place, you had cleared a spot a little ways from camp just for her, what rocks and shrubbery that were there before are gone, now there is a space that you two spent many nights laying in, sometimes she would tell you about her old life under the stars, sometimes you spent the time you had with her writhing under you, her red hair fanning from her head like a halo of hellfire, her face scrunched up in bliss, but now her face is pinched in despair. It was always hot in Valentine, her hair was sticking to her face from the sweat, her fan has done little to help Dutch has done less to help than her brittle fan. You heard them arguing less than an hour ago, she was complaining about the heat like everyone else was, “Christ, you’d think if there was a god he’d have an ounce of mercy but I guess not” she giggled and you could feel yourself smile. “What do you want me to do?! Change the weather?”and with that, it was ruined. After hours of bickering Molly finally snapped, she didn't even have the energy to come get you, you could see her desperately search the camp for you with teary eyes when she finally finds you her brow relaxes slightly and she walks out of camp.

[ohthisisabadidea]

Been wanting to finish those fics but I’m too busy so instead l will be posting them part by part

[oatcakebabie]

Kieran x Arthur?

ur gonna fkn shoot me for this

I hate kieran. He’s so fkn whiny and he is the embodiment of bran flakes bc hes painfully boring. They could maybe work as friends ok but I dont ship kieran with anyone bc he’s literally like a bag of wet cardboard. 1/10 MAYBE

[ohthisisabadidea]

We have to fight. You have revived me from my pitiful grave now come we have to fist fight but make sure we do it outside I can’t afford to break anything

[oatcakebabie]

Babie I love scrapping ppl I like fkn come for me I’ll spin ur kneecaps so lovingly u wouldnt believe xoxoxooxox

I hate kieran<3

[ohthisisabadidea]

ILL PUT BLADES ON THEM THEN. So they look like a bayblade but with actual blades of PAIN.

enenenene

I love all the characters (EXCEPT FOR YOU MICAH DUMB BITCH)

[oatcakebabie]

I also hate micah with burning passion but that doesn’t stop me wanting to rail him for 3 weeks straight

[ohthisisabadidea]

Spin his knee caps but in a kinky way

[oatcakebabie]

Kieran x Arthur?

ur gonna fkn shoot me for this

I hate kieran. He’s so fkn whiny and he is the embodiment of bran flakes bc hes painfully boring. They could maybe work as friends ok but I dont ship kieran with anyone bc he’s literally like a bag of wet cardboard. 1/10 MAYBE

[ohthisisabadidea]

We have to fight. You have revived me from my pitiful grave now come we have to fist fight but make sure we do it outside I can’t afford to break anything

[oatcakebabie]

Babie I love scrapping ppl I like fkn come for me I’ll spin ur kneecaps so lovingly u wouldnt believe xoxoxooxox

I hate kieran<3

[ohthisisabadidea]

ILL PUT BLADES ON THEM THEN. So they look like a bayblade but with actual blades of PAIN.

enenenene

I love all the characters (EXCEPT FOR YOU MICAH DUMB BITCH)

[oatcakebabie]

Kieran x Arthur?

ur gonna fkn shoot me for this

I hate kieran. He’s so fkn whiny and he is the embodiment of bran flakes bc hes painfully boring. They could maybe work as friends ok but I dont ship kieran with anyone bc he’s literally like a bag of wet cardboard. 1/10 MAYBE

[ohthisisabadidea]

We have to fight. You have revived me from my pitiful grave now come we have to fist fight but make sure we do it outside I can’t afford to break anything

[ohthisisabadidea]

Short Drabble thing polyamory maybe thick reader

You groaned in frustration when the stockings rolled down your thighs yet again, you have been struggling with these for over half an hour, you wanted to look good today but you are starting to question if it’s worth the trouble. It was pretty early in the morning, Arthur was still snoring softly on your shared bed, his privates covered by a thin sheet. Micah was on his stomach on the floor, you assume he fell off in his sleep, his ass was left in the open, you thought about giving it a swat but decided to wait until you solved this issue with your wardrobe. You are starting to wish your thighs weren’t as thick as they are, even when you get the stockings to stay up for a second you can see your thigh overflowing the stockings. You wrestle with them for a few more minutes until finally, they stay in place. You shout out of happiness, then fear when Arthur and Micah shoot up with their guns pointed right at you, they put them down a few seconds later now sure that your not a threat, “What are you doin up?” Arthur huffs, his hair is everywhere, his eyes are nearly shut and his brow is twisted in confusion, “I was trying to get dressed up so I can look pretty today but that’s not really going well...” you point towards your current outfit which is a underwear and your stockings. Micah perks up, he’s nearly in the same state as Arthur, his hair is a mess, your pretty sure you see some slobber near his mouth, but he’s slightly more awake than Arthur is. Micahs eyes take over your figure “you tryin to get us worked up this early?” He makes his way over to you grabs your hips and looks you up and down shamelessly. This gets Arthurs attention, he tosses the sheets away and gets out of bed as soon as his feet hit the floor he stretches, you slightly drool over the sight of his muscles tensing and releasing. He takes long strides towards you, he nudges Micah out of the way to get a closer look and grabs your hips where Micah's hands just were. “God damn”

[ohthisisabadidea]

Oh my god thank you for the tags. I’ve been absent for a while but this makes me want to get back to it

[ohthisisabadidea]

[scoutsmoocrew]

[actuallyasweetpotato]

[nokose]

Cowboys Against Misgendering (CAM)

[neon-junkie]

How the VDL boys react to you saying “Oooh, you want to kiss me so bad,” in the middle of an argument (Gender-neutral reader!!)

Includes: Dutch, Arthur, John, Charles, Javier, Sean, Kieran, Bill, Micah.

Dutch - He’s taken back by your bold statement, eyes going wide and cheeks becoming blushed. “Not right now, I don’t,” Dutch attempts to confidently reply, but there’s a soft stutter and crack to his voice. His brows quickly furrow, and he attempts to tell you “I know you’re only saying that to try and get the upper hand, and I assure you, it’s not going to work!” Dutch can’t take the argument seriously after that, and quick tells you “this conversation is done!” before storming off, tail between his legs. Arthur - “W-what?!” Arthur stutters as he straightens his back. He shakes his head, leaning closer to you, and replies “don’t you try that shit with me right now, I ain’t lettin’ you distract me.” His words are firm, husk, deep, and he points his finger at you as he speaks. Low honour Arthur would probably chuckle at the end, raising his brow flirtatiously. High honour Arthur attempts to stand his grown, to not let you get the upper hand in this argument through your flirtatious comment. Either way, Arthur knows you’ve won, and soon excuses himself shortly after. John - “Oh very funny,” John huffs as he rolls his eyes, shaking his head at the same time. “I could say the same thing about you,” he attempts to defend himself, but he can no longer meet your gaze. He’s internally fighting with himself, trying to puff his chest out and stand tall, showing you that your comment hasn’t affected him, but his eyes continue to trail away, and he occasionally dips his head, only to raise it again seconds later. “You know what? this conversation is done,” John decides, and storms off to pout by himself.

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[ohthisisabadidea]

I’m bored so..... ask me anything.... other than “did you do it?” I didn’t do it I was framed for the last time.

[dizzy-cowboy-deactivated2021051]

What if Micah instead of riding on a horse... rode on a giant rat?

[dizzy-cowboy-deactivated2021051]

[ohthisisabadidea]

I have photoshop now

I am god

[ohthisisabadidea]

I found a photoshop app. God help all of you