#tw: suggestive Tumblr posts

  • oroanillado
    28.05.2022 - 3 hours ago

    [[ Sly casually mentions a minor problem with Ratchet. ]]

    #Suggestive Tw #Myself Keeping || Save #veldinstar #La Luna anhela El Sol ๐Ÿ’™ Sly y Ratchet
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  • erloeser
    28.05.2022 - 5 hours ago
    ย  ย  ย  iโ€™d like to say that iโ€™m sorry for everyone whoโ€™s witnessing feral yuna but iโ€™m not because yโ€™all should expect this when u followed me & became one of my mutuals โ™ฅ
    #๏น› ย  ๏ผƒ ย  ย ooc ย  ย . ย  ย ๏นœ ย  ย  ย โ™ฅ ย  ย ๐–™๐–๐–Ž๐–˜ ๐–Ž๐–˜ ๐–ž๐–”๐–š๐–— ๐–ˆ๐–†๐–•๐–™๐–†๐–Ž๐–“ ๐–˜๐–•๐–Š๐–†๐–๐–Ž๐–“' ย  ย . #( WE'RE ALL IN THIS TOGETHER ) #( no but srsly i'll bonk her so hard if she doesn't stop ) #( feral yuna is rlly the worst outcome ) #( she wont let me do anything except that ) #tw suggestive
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  • dieselstooyou
    28.05.2022 - 6 hours ago

    Ay diesels!

    Wha-what the hell just happened!? Dose this happened to others??

    #ttte #thomas the tank engine #thomas and friends #art#my art#ttte au#ttte diesel #ttte shitpost ? #ask #tw suggestive themes
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  • disputes
    28.05.2022 - 7 hours ago

    Something that really upsets me is that I wonder if those who did not have to cope with the reality of the constant threat of school shootings as a child (or as a teacher) are aware of just how generally traumatic it is for those who did.

    Obviously those who experience a shooting firsthand are traumatized, no one is ignoring or unaware of that. I mean the general student body. My generation and those younger had to, from a young age, be made aware of our own morality. We have to practice what to do if someone storms our school with the intent to kill before we even know what death is.

    We hear the stories of teachers who died protecting their students, our own teachers tell us they'd do the same in a heartbeat every time we have a drill. You don't want them to die. You don't want to either. We see the news articles of kids who only survived by pretending to be dead, some of them hiding under the bodies of their friends, some of them covering themselves in the blood of their classmates. We make an effort to remember that, since it might be what saves our lives one day. Some of us realize that most often the shooter went through the same drills we did, they know where we hide, they know what the colored paper your teacher puts in the window means, they know which classrooms are empty and which ones are not. We realize that the only thing that will save us is the bravery of ourselves and those around us.

    After one drill a friend leans over and asks if you've pre-written a text to send to your parents in the worst case scenario. "The cell service sucks in some of the classrooms," they say, "you never know which one you'll be in, but your phone will keep trying to send a text even if you aren't using it." The words "even if you're dead" go unspoken. At the time you think it's a very good idea. Years later it will be a memory that you can't think about without crying. You open your notes app. "Mama I'm writing this ahead of time in case theres an active shooter. If I don't make it home I love you. Tell dad I love him too. Thank you for everything you've done for me. I love you. I'll probably be ok mama, don't worry. I love you."

    As children we are writing our own obituaries, our own wills, our own eulogies, and walking around with them in our pocket. The bell is no longer to change classes, but a death knell. And these are things every child today has to cope with, every child has to just accept, every child has to prepare for.

    When I was in high-school, someone posted to social media that they were planning to bring weapons to school, and that they had a list of student's names. Had they been successful the media would have probably cited bullying as the cause. But the list was not of students who had bullied them. It was a list of students who were Jewish, of students who were black, of students who were openly LGBT+. This person did not want to kill out of revenge for mistreatment, they wanted to because of the racism ingrained throughout this country. Because of the unchecked and growing fascism and neo-nazism that plagues us. They ended up being suspended for a period of time before being allowed to return back to school as if nothing had happened, and those of us who were targets just had to accept that it was ok, and these are things that happen.

    The people in power do nothing to stop it. They do nothing to try and prevent the ideologies that lead to it, some of them even encourage it. We are told how to respond, we are told of those who were lost, we are told to praise them for their bravery. We are never told what, if anything, is being done to keep it from happening again. We stand by and watch, children powerless to do anything, begging and pleading for those that can to do something. They do not.

    I am angry. I have been out of school for years now, as someone who is almost 23, but I carry this trauma with me. I cannot imagine the weight of the trauma of the students who had to live through it and not just the what if. I am angry. We are expected to just be ok with this, as politicians stand by more focused on finaces. As police stand by and propagate more violence in schools than they prevent. As healthcare becomes more and more inaccessible. As the military is sent to other countries in search of profit. As the news speaks of how terrible these countries are- look at what happened to their students! To their children! While they ignore the fact that it was caused by the US and their military presence. While they say there's nothing that could have been done to prevent the same stories from happening here at home.

    I am angry. But I am also tired. I still feel powerless in the face of an institution who continues to announce that it does not care about us, it only cares about the money it can make off of us. An institution that profits off of the same racism and antisemitism and homophobia and transphobia and ableism that is directly responsible for creating this violence.

    I am angry. And I am tired. And I'm sure those of you who lived this with me are too. But we need to remember that though we may feel powerless we are not. You can do a lot as an individual, and even more as a group. Be active in your communities, volunteer if you can, donate if you can, protest if you can, support however you are able. Do not let the fear paralyze you. Regardless of your experiences, whether you lived this or did not, we are not powerless, and we need to create the change that we want to see.

    #long post #school shooting tw #blood mention#death mention #ask to tw #i would put this under a cut but unfortunately i am on mobile #if you read all of this thank you #and if you have anything to add especially resources on what people can do in their communities pleade do so #as well as donation links #i tried to break up the paragraphs to make this easier to read but if anyone has suggestions on making it more accessible lmk #ok to rb
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  • smute
    27.05.2022 - 8 hours ago


    #looking at old selfies and photos of myself in general is such a mindfuck with an ed because #today i just see a cute guy tbh like im looking at these photos with much kinder eyes #but i also remember exactly how bad i was doing at the time and that i felt like the ugliest most unloved #and profoundly unlovable person in the world like.... #how can you delude yourself like that its literally insane #im not suggesting that i look at my current self with kindness ๐Ÿฅด #but at least it works for 5 year old selfies #im still stuck in this cycle in some way #even after all these years in active recovery i sometimes catch myself thinking the nastiest most fucked up mean spirited things about mysel #when i look in the mirror #...........like #how is it possible #that i still havenot unlearned that shit #but anyway #im very grateful that i managed to keep some photos of myself over the years #ed tw#& #jesus my grammar #its late
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  • dementedstatic
    27.05.2022 - 9 hours ago

    ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย โ€œ โ€™But what if I want to have sex before Iโ€™m married?โ€™ Well I guess you just have to be prepared to die.โ€

    #๐•ฟ๐–๐–Š ๐–‚๐–”๐–‘๐–‹ ๐–‡๐–†๐–—๐–Š๐–˜ ๐–Ž๐–™'๐–˜ ๐•ฑ๐–†๐–“๐–Œ๐–˜ {IC} #dumb boi hours are 24/7 on this blog {crack;} #for SOME REASON MY BOYFRIEND HAS US LISTENING TO OLD health videos and while I'm laying down and I couldn't help myseld #suggestive tw
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  • industriallyinsecure
    27.05.2022 - 10 hours ago

    I know you're not taking nsfw request but is it okay if it's implied? Like, the request is not nsfw but the "prelude" is? (If you feel uncomfortable please feel free to ignore!) So about the actual idea: What if the La Squadra men ended up being some strangers rebound for the night that slipped away while they weren't paying attention (asleep/showering/gone for a smoke/...), and the only trace left is a little "thank you" note. But they can't seem to forget that stranger... what would they do?

    Yeah, thatโ€™s totally fine! I just stay away from nsfw in general because I donโ€™t like it and on occasion it can trigger me,but implied stuff is alright. In this case Iโ€™m just writing the day after, rather than the coitus itself. Thank you for asking though!

    Tw: suggestive themes (nothing outright said)

    No Pesci bc heโ€™s not a fuckboy like the others

    Risotto never usually indulges himself, but last night he slipped. He wakes up with his feet dangling off the bed, clothes missing, and a pounding headache from the liquor. Of course his first reaction is to rip the covers off and check if his kidneys (among other things) are still there, which they were. His clothes were folded neatly and placed in a stack on the bedside table, his loafers lined up on the floor. Next to his clothes was a bottle of pain reliever, a glass of water, and a handwritten note thanking him for the previous night. A man of few emotions, Risotto could feel the heat creep up his throat and face. He hadnโ€™t had something this considerate done for him in a while. Small doubts lingered as he tugged his clothes on and exited quickly, but they were overshadowed by the need to know more.

    Ghiaccio tried to convince himself that it was a mistake or that he was too drunk to fully comprehend the situation. Heโ€™s not really a fan of a relationship with no emotional attachment or chemistry. Of course he knew very well that he hadnโ€™t even touched a drop of alcohol last night. Heโ€™s too upset with himself to really notice the money they had left him to take a cab, or the small snack set out for him on the counter. Even as he stomps back home, heโ€™s still berating himself. Berating himself for not getting their number, that is.

    Melone, contrary to what most believe, doesnโ€™t have casual sex very often. Heโ€™s mostly embroiled in his work or too interested in the scientific aspects of procreation to consider the sexual and romantic sides of it. Genetic probabilities, the chances of a parentโ€™s personality being transferred, just about anything relating to genetics. But he wouldnโ€™t beat himself up over having a one night stand, not at all. He would, however, beat himself up for letting you get away from him without even asking for your number. It was nothing that Babyface couldnโ€™t fix, what with your hair (among other things) being left in his bed, but he wouldโ€™ve preferred to go about this the pragmatic way.

    Prosciutto had gone off for a smoke but came back to find the bed barren and your clothes and shoes gone. He wasnโ€™t surprised, but he was a little disappointed. Normally, he didnโ€™t give himself to just anybody. Usually he intended to make plans for future rendezvous with them. His standards were high, so anyone who caught his eye was definitely worth seeing again. But you seemed to linger in the bedsheets, filling his smoky lungs as he dressed himself. The allure of a stranger captivating him so much likely came from one of the romance novels he read on occasion. Prosciutto is a no nonsense man that takes what he wants, and the way you ran around in his mind was just irritating enough that he had to seek you out again.

    Illuso refuses to believe heโ€™s captivated by a total stranger. Outright denies his feelings for you even after searching extensively to try to meet you again but coming up empty. He had never thought heโ€™d be this enamored in his whole life, but here he was searching through Passioneโ€™s many civilian files in the off chance you had appeared somewhere. No one had ever done him the kindness of leaving out a Tylenol and glass of water for his hangover. He could tell there was something special about you. But, no, he definitely didnโ€™t have a crush. No way.

    Formaggio has so many one night stands that the others have taken to betting on what type of person heโ€™ll bring home. Only this time he went home with the other person instead. He didnโ€™t remember much, he hardly ever did, but he remembered enjoying the other personโ€™s company as well as their body. Heโ€™s not quick to redress and exit, but instead takes his time to browse the various things in their room. He finds himself wanting to know more and shirks his work to try to find them again.

    #formaggio#illuso#prosciutto#melone#ghiaccio#risotto nero #la squadra di esecuzione #la squadra x reader #formaggio x reader #illuso x reader #prosciutto x reader #melone x reader #ghiaccio x reader #risotto x reader #risotto nero x reader #yandere if you squint? #tw suggestive
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  • huntrcsss
    27.05.2022 - 11 hours ago
    @revicarusโ€‹ sent:ย " are you sure you want to do this? " || NSFW Memes

    ย  ย  ย Dark brow quirks up at his inquiry, a moment passing before a minuscule smile rises on her features. Sheโ€™ll give him points for confirming beforehand at least; sure, a few drinks are still nesting within her system for a calm night without any worry of a hunt for once, but sheโ€™ll admit to know what she wants when she wants it.

    ย  ย  ย Hand arises to rest against his cheek, planting a small kiss to the corner of his lips.ย โ€œOf course.โ€

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  • dorksnotfound
    27.05.2022 - 11 hours ago

    dnf have a serious issue with pet play and the fact they make us witness it is crucial

    they have a serious issue full stop. i am slightly scared to what they're gonna make us witness tomorrow but hopefully it shouldn't be too bad....

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  • norringtxn
    27.05.2022 - 14 hours ago
    @emcadsโ€‹ said:ย  ( fluster meme ) is it done purposefully to be maddening? not certain. but his captor makes quite a picture as she kicks up boots on the table, chest all but falling out of her unbuttoned waistcoat as she dines โ€” slow and tantalizing โ€” on a peeled banana.

    James always makes a point to look anywhere but in her direction whenever she enters the room that has become his prison. Sometimes it's a subtle staring at a corner of the room, other times it's an evident glaring at the ceiling. Today? Today his gaze is pinned to her, to her legs as she quite rudely settles them upon the table, to her chest and its dreadfully lovely rise and fall as her lungs fill with air she does not deserve, and to her lips as she feasts.

    That awful twitch to his groin returns, that reminder that he is not as discontent with his predicament than he should be. Hell, he's not even reluctant when it matters most, and once again he is drawn to her like a moth to a flame, only remaining where he is because of the bindings that keep him there.

    He suddenly remembers himself, and pointedly looks away with an angry huff.

    "Haven't you a ship to run? Or are you so awful a captain you'd rather torment me with your games than ensure your ship sails smoothly?"

    #{ emcads } #{ v: she's the poison i'm dying to drink | captive verse | emcads } #tw suggestive#emcads #// he is *struggling* muahaha
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  • thelonelyme
    27.05.2022 - 15 hours ago


    ๐†๐š๐ฆ๐ž: ใƒ‡ ใ‚ฃ ใ‚บ ใƒ‹ ใƒผ ใƒ„ ใ‚ค ใ‚น ใƒ† ใƒƒ ใƒ‰ ใƒฏ ใƒณ ใƒ€ ใƒผ ใƒฉ ใƒณ ใƒ‰ [Twisted Wonderland]

    ๐๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐จ๐ง๐š๐ ๐ ๐ข๐จ / ๐ข: Malleus Draconia, MC

    ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ญ: "Scream all you want. They have all given up on you anyway." [ Mc x Yandere Malleus]

    ๐€๐•๐•๐„๐‘๐“๐„๐๐™๐„: Yandere content, scenes of explicit torture, threats, physical and psychological violence, misogyny, harassment and sexual violence. This was a request from my Wattpad.

    โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ• *. ยท: ยท .โ˜ฝโœงโœฆโœงโ˜พ. ยท: ยท. * โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•

    "No! Please, I don't want that!" You screamed while you were chained to to the mighty and imposing figure of your husband. As if he hadn't heard, the dark fae continued to rub his scent on your body as he rubbed against you.

    His chest was emitting strong vibrations, purring as he finally could spend the whole night with his one and only love.

    His purring stopped for a moment as he tightened his grip causing you to choke for a second, and ending any escape attempts you were making.

    "It's for your own good, yet you do not see that we are made for each other. And our son needs a little brother, I heard him complain to Lilia because he wanted someone else to play with.." Said softly the monarch stroking your stomach, trying to get closer to his draconic figure. Immediately you began to wriggle against his grip and against his unwanted caresses.

    Malleus pulled you back into his grip, this time squeezing tighter, as his forked tongue began to lick your ear and pepper kisses all over your jaw.

    You didn't want it. You did not want to.

    Taking all courage, you began to scream. By now you were exhausted. You were sick of Malleus, you were sick of his acting like you two were a normal couple, you were sick of the castle, of every wall that trapped you.

    You hated Lilia, who did nothing but encourage the dragon's sick behavior, and who took every single moment to threaten you with being a perfect mate to your loving and loyal husband.

    You hated Silver, who did absolutely nothing to stop the madness that happened right in front of his eyes, indeed, who even ignored that you were his old friend and that you had been kidnapped by that unbalanced one who "loved" you.

    And you hated Sebek, who kept yelling at you for every single step you took and who spent his life idolizing the tenacity with which his master managed to keep you in your place, good and pregnant under his powerful gaze.

    "What the fuck is wrong with you! You're just a spoiled lizard who believes that someone will love you just because you locked them up! The fucking world doesn't work like that, YOU are the one who sees nothing. YOU are the one who sticks with the first person who paid attention to you. YOU make me sick! I can't do this anymore!"

    "..." The fae said nothing as he looked at you absently, pushing you away from his womb and moving away from the head of the bed abruptly.

    Quickly he walked over to the large desk in the room.

    He stood there for a few seconds. Suddenly he threw everything on the ground screaming curses and clawing his hands in his hair.

    You couldn't see it as he was turned from behind, clawing at his shoulders in an attempt to calm down. And preventing him from hurting you.

    He had always tried to get close to you, he had provided you with the best clothes his tailors could make, he had given you a majestic castle in which you could wander, he had ordered his chefs to cook anything you wanted, he had always treated you with the utmost love and care.

    He even gave you a baby.

    "For real?" He asked harshly, still turned from the back.

    In an instant, his clawed fingers were around your neck.

    He kept squeezing your throat. You could hardly breathe and you began to see little black dots around your sight.

    His face was fringed with black scales, his green eyes iridescent as a light green fire came out of his mouth accompanied by smoke that began to burn your nightgown and your skin.

    Before you could pass out, he let go of your neck, instead frantically searching for something on her belt.

    Your eyes flew open in realization as he gripped one of the spools tied around his waist.

    With his free arm he suddenly turned you on your stomach and with his claws he tore at the dress you were wearing.

    As you tried to crawl away fiercely, the fae roughly grabbed your hair forcing your back to arch in the sudden pain and causing you to stop instantly.

    "Now I'll show you what a spoiled lizard can do to a stupid and insolent human like you."

    The sharp point ripped through the tender flesh of your back as you screamed.

    Your body was covered in scrapes, bruises, and cuts that by now had gone numb to how much they had been abused, and your back completely bloodied and mangled, your husband stood majestically.

    "Scream all you want. They have all given up on you anyway."

    Even the servants of the castle in the Valley of Thorns heard those painful screams but did nothing to stop their young master. They would not be tortured.

    The young fae took a phial and slid into the drops of blood running down your battered's back.

    With the same spool with which he carved his name on your back, he cut his palm and then let his dark blood drip into the vial, muttering an ancient spell while you, half-conscious, could no longer understand anything.

    An ancient spell. A Fae rite handed down from ancient primordial beings to the royal family of the Valley of Thorns. An indestructible bond, which nothing and no one could ever break. The penalty for such a futile attempt would have been death.

    You would never be able to escape him.

    Draconia released your wrists and ankles and made you sleep with another spell.

    'Why you can't do this angelic expression when you're with me?'

    'Maybe I should keep you like that way forever.'

    'Even the sleeping beauty had been sleeping alone until it has not arrived the prince to wake her up with a sweet kiss of true love.'

    Eventually he realized.

    The kiss of true love!

    This served to their relationship!

    โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ• *. ยท: ยท .โ˜ฝโœงโœฆโœงโ˜พ. ยท: ยท. * โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•

    The next day, after healing you in a few minutes, he made you sting from the same loom where, more than a hundred years earlier, Princess Aurora was stung, and he soaked the needle of the same spell.

    You immediately fell asleep.

    Malleus, with an incredible and immeasurable heart-pounding excitement, kissed your beautiful lips of yours.

    You did not wake up.

    Malleus, thinking he had not put feelings enough in the previous, kissed you again.

    And again.

    And again.

    And again.

    But you did not wake up ever.


    #yandere x reader #yandere#anime#x reader#fanfic #yande.re #yandere twisted wonderland #male yandere#obsession#yandere boy #yandere malleus draconia #yandere malleus x reader #yandere diasomnia#my fic#malleus draconia #malleus x y/n #twst malleus#tw: suggestive#tw: yandere#tw: noncon
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  • okkatsudon
    27.05.2022 - 15 hours ago



    #tw suggestive #ig ???? ๐Ÿ˜ญ #๊’ฐ ๊’ชโŒ‘๊’ช๊’ฑห–๊‚š: post box #unnamed anon
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  • the-gayest-sky-kid
    27.05.2022 - 16 hours ago

    seriously though like ventis day to day alcohol intake depends almost entirely on the people of mondstadt paying him for his performances in alcohol because literally no one will serve him

    the one time he's even been drunk on screen was jeans story quest and that was...

    thirty seven glasses in and even then he's only just gotten tipsy

    So Venti's not even able to drink at the Angels Share unless Dilucs tending the bar (which he rarely does, this is why Charles barely has days off). This is unless Diluc has specifically told Charles he can serve Venti (which I doubt, but it's a possibility). And even if he does get drinks he remarks that on a regular basis he does not have enough mora to pay for enough drinks to even get him tipsy.

    In conclusion Venti's not going to be coming home completely hammered on a day to day basis, or at all like regularly so like calm down people. of course he shouldn't drink so much anyway because you know alcohol smells horrible but i digress.

    #longer post #in defense of venti #its always like 'venti would abandon you' or 'hed cheat' or like 'hed always come home drunk' bestie he literally cannot even if he wants #and the whole abandon or cheat thing is another entire thing #the venti slander is like #okay so now you're just making things up #chdhdhsjsj #seriously though like nothing he has ever done even suggests that??? #maybe leaving mond but thats a whole different debate and it's never like he completely left it #hes got this suspicious habit of showing up when necessary #tw alcohol#cw alcohol#alcohol ment
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  • benjaminoliverwalker
    27.05.2022 - 16 hours ago

    Did you and Lawrence...?

    The D-Class seizes up, and he immediately splutters. Green eyes blinking feverishly, he replies, hysterical and very, very embarrassed,

    What?! We didnโ€™tโ€”no?!

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  • ladykissingfish
    27.05.2022 - 18 hours ago

    *Deidara slips and falls while skating, Tobi takes him to the hospital*

    Tobi: *comes home*

    Konan: Oh, youโ€™re back. Howโ€™s Deidaraโ€™s head?

    Tobi, in Obito voice: Honestly not the best, but heโ€™s been working on improving his technique, so I canโ€™t complain.


    Tobi: โ€ฆ OH you meant his injury โ€ฆ


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  • deaddemon-juice
    27.05.2022 - 19 hours ago

    My experience with twitter users on ponytown has severely affected my ability to not say "fuck you" to someone then block them with no further interaction

    More Rant below, suggestive(?) content/mention warning


    Legit one of them started spamming sitting and standing to "hump" me in game before because they didnt like my skin. /srs

    Just so you are aware, not all of the people are this way theres very genuinely cool and nice people there im just saying ive unfortunately ran into the problematic players more often. /g

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  • bluejaygaymes
    27.05.2022 - 1 day ago

    tumblr just popped up a recommended post and it was just. f*eeder*ism k*ink. "based on your likes" what the FUCK have i been liking to give you THAT impression tumblr holy SHIT

    #caps tw#suggestive #i put the asterisks bc i dont want this to pop up in their tags #its definitely not for me but i dont wanna be that jackass who posts in a tag about how much they hate that thing #to be clear im not judging anyone who IS into that #im just personally not and im so confused as to why tumblr thinks i am
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  • ratpackbastard
    27.05.2022 - 1 day ago

    "Inside joke? You mean your boyfriend?"

    #tw slightly suggestive #shitposting #imagine your otp #funny dialogue#character dialogue#dialogue prompt
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  • emmikay
    27.05.2022 - 1 day ago

    Rum Tum Tugger: I'm good at math. U + I = 69.

    Rum Tum Tugger: That would mean that I = 59 because U sure are a 10 ;)

    Mistoffelees: Oh.

    Mistoffelees: No. U + I = 145 as the atomic number of Uranium is 92 and the atomic number for Iodine is 53. Because we've got chemistry.

    Rum Tum Tugger:

    Rum Tum Tugger: Everlasting, how are people getting smoother than me!?

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