So I'm At This Weird Medium Height. Like Short To Tall People And Tall To Short People. I Used To Hate

the thing is that childhood doesn't just end when you turn 18 or when you turn 21. it's going to end dozens of times over. your childhood pet will die. actors you loved in movies you watched as a kid will die. your grandparents will die, and then your parents will die. it's going to end dozens and dozens of times and all you can do is let it. all you can do is stand in the middle of the grocery store and stare at freezers full of microwave pizza because you've suddenly been seized by the memory of what it felt like to have a pizza party on the last day of school before summer break. which is another ending in and of itself

"I wanna steal" Fred the horse from Over The Garden Wall, "he's got poo brain" Jake from Adventure Time, "nobody told me" The Monarch from Venture Brothers, "you had your chance at the cotillion you" Gruncle Stan from Gravity Falls

i love hearing what lines from film/tv people quote with their family all the time because they’re always niche and forgettable to everyone but that specific family

reminders for today:

if you or someone you know might need it in the next few years, purchase plan b. the shelf life of plan b is 4 years, and we might not be able to access it as easily as we can now in the days ahead.

if you are larger/plus size: go online and purchase ella instead of plan b. plan b is less effective if you aren’t under 160 pounds.

if you can, purchase books that project 2025 is looking to ban.

mass deportations are starting. if you see ice vehicles or agents, yell ice raid and la migra as loud as you can.

if someone asks who you voted for, keep your mouth shut. they’re fishing for traitors.

if anyone, anyone at all asks about your neighbors or their legal status in the us, you know nothing. don’t be the reason that their family is separated.

if anyone asks about your religion or lack thereof, keep it vague. this administration will look for any excuse to persecute you.

your friends are trans or queer? for the next four years they’re not. don’t expose anyone’s status as a trans or queer person to anyone else, even if you think you can trust them.

did someone you know get an abortion? no, they didn’t. they were never pregnant.

in short, don’t be a snitch, and keep to yourself these next four years. we’ll make it through this even if it seems hopeless at times.

we can survive this. we’ve survived before, and we’ll survive again.

Twice Is Too Slept On And Not Enough Slept With: Part 2

WC: 921

CW: dirty talk, oral sex, vaginal sex, MMF, Twice x Reader x Twice’s Double, praise kink.

Jin doesn’t always take you like he would a lover. 

Tonight, he fucks you like he means it. 

He starts off with pistoning his fingers within your sopping cunt, grinding the heel of his palm against your clit as he mouths at the dusky peaks of your nipples.

“More,” you mewl, huffy whines catapulted to the ceiling. 

“Greedy girl, aren’t you?” His stubble grazes your clavicle while he speaks into the salty warmth of your skin. “You want more, princess? I’ll fuckin’ give you more.”

A duplicate is separated from him, and you shiver, the thick head of his cock beginning to breach your entrance. You’re speared on his length, struggling to take the girth as another is prodding against your mouth. You comply with lust-heavy eyes, glassy and half-lidded, your tongue lolling out to receive him between your lips. You become putty for him. Limp and lax upon the bed, encouraging the Jin who’s thrusting into the slick at your center to angle you just right, to mold you until he can work your pliant body.

His double shoves his cock down to the hilt, spit dribbling from the corners of your mouth, his grip firm on either side of your jaw to ensure you’re taking him the way he wants. A damn near shameful whimper is the only thing that betrays the composure he’s holding onto, slinking from his chest as you run the flat of your tongue across his pulsing shaft. You can tell he’s starting to crack. His hips are stuttering, legs shaking, eyes twitched up when you hum against him. 

“This enough for you? Hmm?” His voice gravels an octave lower, the slightest quiver held within it.

Another pair of hands paw eagerly at your form, slamming you by the hips so that he can pound into your messy cunt, the tip of him dragging along a soft ledge deep inside of you. 

“Don’t worry about answerin’, princess. I can feel how wet you are. Ngh, such a wet, tight little pussy you’re lettin’ me fuck,” he shudders as you clamp around him. 

A strained whine is bitten back, “Gonna cum in this pretty mouth. Gonna—hah—oh, f-fuck.” The phrase lilts towards the end, breathy and heady, melting into a climbing groan as he spills his release onto your tongue. 

You look him directly in the eyes, his palm resting at the back of your head, and you swallow him as far back as you can manage, relishing in the way he sputters broken little phrases, so bliss-drunk and spent. 

“That’s right. Good girl, takin’ what we give you,” his praise is strained, a fire lit under him when he sees his cock pulled from your lips. 

You give a delighted whimper as Jin repositions you into his lap, rotating your back to his chest and spreading your pussy apart for better access to the unbearable ache at your clit. He gives the throbbing bud a few delicate swipes of his thumb, breath hot at the crook of your neck, his hips beginning to pick up the pace once more. 

“You gonna cum if I keep playing with you like this?” He asks teasingly, though the fog settling atop his eyes says he isn’t far behind. 

You nod zealously, “Uh-huh. ‘M so close.”

“Fuck, I know you are, baby,” his nails dig into the plush of your hips, free hand still working you in tandem. “It’d be a shame not to have it on my cock and my tongue, though.”

He nudges your legs further apart, the double’s hand replacing his, now kneeling in front of you as Jin holds you steady in his lap and ruthlessly pounds into your cunt. 

“Got such a cute little clit,” he laps your swollen sex in one long stroke. “Let’s see how quick we can get you off if I lick it.”

He pulls you betwixt his lips, sucking and flicking his tongue across the underside, and you clench like a vice in response. 

“Keep doin’ that. Fuck, she’s gettin’ so tight on me,” Jin grits as he opens your thighs even more with each hand.

Twice’s duplicate growls beneath you, that sinfully skilled mouth of his laving over your peak, Jin thrusting into your cunt all the while. His tongue circles your clit, a string of curses spilling incoherently from your lips as you feel yourself edging closer to your undoing. 

“Such a good girl. Doing such a good job taking me like this. Yeah, there ya go, just like that,” the sultry coo fans hot over your skin. 

Loud, wet slaps of skin against skin hang in the tepid air, that familiar coil winding tight within your core. He’s relentless now, humming onto your sensitive apex, sucking you into his mouth one last time before you’re sent crashing headlong into an orgasm that has you seeing stars. You gasp and writhe and moan his name.

“Oh my God,” he sounds so incredibly wrecked, sobbing at the feeling of you squeezing him, panting and bucking wildly. “Cum on my cock. That’s it, princess, cum all over this fuckin’ cock. Mmmff. Yeah, make a mess. That’s it. I’m gonna—gonna—“

He pulls back one good time to properly rut himself into you, stuffed down to the hilt as he pulses inside of your fluttering walls, thick, hot cum dripping down his shaft from your raw, puffy pussy. You’re trembling by the time he releases you from his mouth, the lot of you huffing to catch your breaths. Your head falls back onto his chest. 

“Hey,” Jin taps you on the cheek, duplicate standing, pumping his length, “you ready for round two?”

This actually happened to me not too long ago 😭 I just stared at the screen for like 20 minutes. Like, I could not accept what I'd just done. Had to rewrite the whole damn chapter.

1. What's your favorite song?

2. If you could be anywhere in the world right now where would you go?

3. Fuck marry kill: post time skip class 1-a

1) I feel like this changes all the time honestly lol. But right now the song that I'm stuck on is Not Strong Enough by Boygenius.

2) I've always wanted to visit Ireland! I've heard it's beautiful and I'd love to go learn about some of my heritage firsthand.

3) Okay here we go.

Fuck: 100% I am taking time skip Eijiro Kirishima to pound town. I would top him like nobody's business.

Marry: Time skip Shoto Todoroki. I feel like he would be such a kind and understanding husband. Plus I can maybe just.. ya know, heal his emotional wounds? Just a little?

Kill: Mineta. Child, teen, time skip, any version. I hate that little floppy-headed bitch so much. I see people defend him all the time, too, like he isn't some nasty creep just because he has good qualities about him. No. Mineta deserves a pistol whip and a nap in the Hudson.

Thanks for asking, anon! This was so much fun!!

Ope

There needs to be more fanfiction of Spinner, so I'm writing one!! It is NSFW and 18+!

How dumb I want him when I'm done riding

BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! Once you are given this award you're supposed to paste it in the asks of 8 people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing happens, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you're beautiful inside and out. 💜

Don't mind me, just crying over this 🥹 Thanks, gorgeous. Right back at ya!!