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I live in a world where Mewtew is quoted alongside Mother Teresa.
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on originality (fuck it)
Nothing kills a writer’s spirit more than excitedly telling someone their story idea, only to be told ‘oh so-and-so wrote that.’ The word originality gets thrown around a lot, often about lofty literary books no one wants to read or used to taunt genre writers. Be original. You can’t be interesting if you’re not original.
Who the fuck cares about being original?
No one can write your story but you. It doesn’t matter if the general theme or the vaguest plot summary has been done before. It’s your story. Your experiences and what you bring into it make it unique.
Don’t make the mistake of trying too hard. The ‘I have to make this different’ mantra has ruined many a good story. Follow your instincts. It will save you a lot of hassle down the road.
Write what you want. I don’t care if it’s been written before. Do you know how many decent ‘person gets sent to magical school’ books out there before and after Harry Potter? Do what you want!
The great thing about writing the story you want to read is you’re doing it because no one else has. not quite in the way you want. That’s where the originality comes from, not forced quirkiness that is painful to write and comes off hollow.
Send me “Nyan!” for my character’s reaction to yours putting a set of kitty ears on their head.
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As the hour had passed the woman got up slightly checking to see if he was awake before gently sliding her hand down his pants, feeling his member. “Yes, that will do nicely. I had this feeling that you might have a large member” she undid his pants, pulling them down exposing his phallus stroking it gently as she rubs her cheek against the top “this is what I needed you for” she giggled.
Night had completely relaxed..feeling absolutely content and comfortable in the embrace of the beautiful, sweet spider girl. He was savoring the closeness they shared.. as her body was resting upon his..being so tender and warm. His crimson eyes were deeply focused onto her beautiful sanguine ones..their gaze never averting. After a while..he was in an entranced and calm state..almost slightly dozing off..his eyes closing briefly.
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She giggled after hearing what he had to say. She began to lick the underside of his large member, starting from the base all the way to the tip “I’m glad to hear that” she said seductively just before inserting his member’s head inside her mouth, sucking gently. As she did this, her hand was still on his shaft stroking it and the other hand was massaging his scrotum.
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Send me "Moan" and I'll generate a number!
One: My muse will kiss yours on the lips Two: My muse will get down on their knees for your muse Three: Your muse owns mine for two days Four: My muse submits for yours Five: My muse dominates yours Six: My muse gives yours a striptease Seven: My muse trails kisses down your muses chest Eight: Your muse owns my muse bound and gagged for one night Nine: Our muses do the deed Ten: Our muses hug one another Eleven: My muse nibbles yours Twelve: Your muse goes down on mine Thirteen: Your muse gets a lap dance from mine Fourteen: My muse ties up your muse Fifteen: My muse removes one article of your muse’s clothing Sixteen: Your muse removes one article of my muse’s clothing Seventeen: My muse slips their hand into your muse’s pants Eighteen: My muse buys yours a shot Nineteen: My muse finds yours naked and tied to the bed Twenty:My muse will tease yours (take that however you will) Twenty-One: Your muse blindfolds mine Twenty-Two: Our muses have sex in an unconventional place Twenty-Three: My muse blindfolds yours Twenty-Four: My muse fawns over your muse’s neck (biting,kissing, etc.) Twenty-Five: Wild card! I get to pick any of the above
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As the hour had passed the woman got up slightly checking to see if he was awake before gently sliding her hand down his pants, feeling his member. “Yes, that will do nicely. I had this feeling that you might have a large member” she undid his pants, pulling them down exposing his phallus stroking it gently as she rubs her cheek against the top “this is what I needed you for” she giggled.
Night had completely relaxed..feeling absolutely content and comfortable in the embrace of the beautiful, sweet spider girl. He was savoring the closeness they shared.. as her body was resting upon his..being so tender and warm. His crimson eyes were deeply focused onto her beautiful sanguine ones..their gaze never averting. After a while..he was in an entranced and calm state..almost slightly dozing off..his eyes closing briefly.
Keep reading
She giggled after hearing what he had to say. She began to lick the underside of his large member, starting from the base all the way to the tip “I’m glad to hear that” she said seductively just before inserting his member’s head inside her mouth, sucking gently. As she did this, her hand was still on his shaft stroking it and the other hand was massaging his scrotum.
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RP (scarlet-and-ice)
As the hour had passed the woman got up slightly checking to see if he was awake before gently sliding her hand down his pants, feeling his member. “Yes, that will do nicely. I had this feeling that you might have a large member” she undid his pants, pulling them down exposing his phallus stroking it gently as she rubs her cheek against the top “this is what I needed you for” she giggled.
Night had completely relaxed..feeling absolutely content and comfortable in the embrace of the beautiful, sweet spider girl. He was savoring the closeness they shared.. as her body was resting upon his..being so tender and warm. His crimson eyes were deeply focused onto her beautiful sanguine ones..their gaze never averting. After a while..he was in an entranced and calm state..almost slightly dozing off..his eyes closing briefly.
Keep reading
She giggled after hearing what he had to say. She began to lick the underside of his large member, starting from the base all the way to the tip “I’m glad to hear that” she said seductively just before inserting his member’s head inside her mouth, sucking gently. As she did this, her hand was still on his shaft stroking it and the other hand was massaging his scrotum.
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This is great.
Do you ever fucking brace yourself for a post and then have it be the exact opposite of what you expected?
Why does life have to be demanding, I just want to lay in bed and work on RPs
((Also apologies to equineinruneterra, the-8-great-mages, shepardn72, and futaqueenchrysalis for not replying. I promise I’ll try to reply as soon as possible))
Accurate post is accurate.
Reminds me of the time a lady told me whip doesn’t melt. Or a guy yelled at me for not understanding him/hearing him because he kept talking on the phone
For those in retail.
I worked in a Lil Caesars and a woman came in and wanted a sausage pizza with no sausage, but got mad when she was given a cheese pizza.
So when I worked at fitting room in Old Navy, a woman told me that a medium top was too small, and that the large top was too large. So she asked me to find her an “x-medium”. Old Navy carries x-small, small, medium, large, x-large, 1x, 2x and 3x. There is no “x-medium”. But she insisted, so I went and found her an “x-medium” (which was just a medium in a different color but the same top, same make, same EVERYTHING) and she goes very happily, “THIS! THIS FITS ME PERFECTLY! THANK YOU SO MUCH! See, you can do anything you can set your mind to!”
I’m a waitress at a big fancy resort, and once a woman asked me for a diet water and when I told her there was no such thing she demanded to see my manager (who then also promptly told her there was no such thing and brought her regular water). Another occasion of stupidity occurred when a woman had been brought a steak cooked too much for her liking. I offered to take it back and bring her out a new one, cooked a little less, and she said “NO this one’s fine I just want you to cook THIS one a little less.” I then had to get the chef and have him explain why you can’t UNCOOK a steak.
When I was working at dunkin donuts there was this woman in the drive-thru who asked for a lightly toasted croissant and then started complaining that the croissant was warm. And wanted her money back, so she gave me the croissant back and I gave her the money and then she tells me “now i want my new croissant” she wanted a new one for free and as she was screaming at me this guy in a biker gang covered in tattoos leans over the counter in the store and yells “ma’am let me just tell you what we’re all thinking. fuck off, you stupid cunt.” I couldn’t stop laughing and she drove away in anger.
Most of the people like in the stories above know that they’re being totally irrational, but also know that if they complain enough they’ll most likely get something free or discounted. So really most of the the nonsensical fucks are actually just cheap fucks with no shame or respect for people.
That last bit of commentary though.
Thank you, Iwata
Thank you, Iwata, for being president of Nintendo.
Thank you, Iwata, for bringing about the Wii boom.
Thank you, Iwata, for the entertaining Nintendo Directs.
Thank you, Iwata, for going out of your way to entertain us.
Thank you, Iwata, for cutting your salary in half when the 3DS and Wii U launches were rough.
Thank you, Iwata, for making partnerships with DeNA and Universal.
Thank you, Iwata, for deciding to save Bayonetta 2 and Devil’s Third.
Thank you, Iwata, for working on the first Kirby game with Sakurai.
Thank you, Iwata, for supporting Sakurai on Smash Bros.
Thank you, Iwata, for your work on the Mother series.
Thank you, Iwata, for making Pokemon G/S twice as big as they were originally meant to be.
Thank you Iwata, for making my childhood a great one.
Thank you Iwata, for everything. May you rest in peace.
Facts everyone needs to know about Iwata:
He saved HAL Laboratories from going down under and was a key to Kirby’s creation as a series.
He reprogrammed the entire Mother 2 / Earthbound game in less than six months. He’s the reason it exists.
The last game he engineered was Super Smash Bros. Melee.. out of necessity. He re-coded that as well so it would meet its November 2001 release.
He cut his salary in half to keep Nintendo afloat rather than cut positions at the bottom.
He gave the speech titled “Heart of a Gamer” in 2005, a key time before the Wii’s release, which shocked the world in the following generation.
Designer first, executive second. One of the few, if not, the first and only president of a major gaming company who was a designer first and foremost.
He was the fourth President of Nintendo and the first not by blood relation to get the honors due to his previous years of leadership.
Iwata believed in open communication with the fans and the press. He believed in sharing his and other developers’ passion for video game design. Thus, he created a series called, “Iwata Asks.”
Overall, as president, he has helped carry Nintendo into the new millennium. He brought in the most memorable public face of gaming known as Reginald Fils-Aime, he orchestrated one of Nintendo’s finest, most shocking years in popular culture since the NES with the Wii, and shouldered the burden and took full responsibility of both the GameCube and the Wii U financially. A man with this much business savvy, personality, passion, and unselfishness… will surely, surely be missed in the gaming realm.
“Even if we come from different sides of the world, speak different languages, even if we eat too many chips or rice balls, even if we have different tastes in games, every one of us here today is identical in the most important way: each one of us has the heart of a gamer.” - Satoru Iwata, Heart of a Gamer
“Don’t cry, he’s still here - right there, up with the stars!”
Thank you for everything you’ve done for Nintendo, Mr. Iwata - may your legacy continue to live on.
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