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Go ahead-
Reblog if you wouldn't mind some curious anons
You’ve heard of limp wrist, but have you heard of..
✨Limp Ankle✨
Jeez, servere anxiety is a pain
Reblog If You're Someone In the Tickle Community Who Suffers from Depression, Anxiety, ect. or If You Support Those Who Do
Optional: If you do suffer from a mental illness and/or mental injury, feel free to list them in the tags.
I prolly already posted something like this but...ILL DO IT AGAIN-
No one wants to tickle you if you’re trans lol
Yeah? Bet.
Reblog this post if you would tickle a trans individual.
It really is sad, honestly
it crushes my soul how tiny the criminal minds tickle community is (even though I love each and every one of you sm)
I must pretend I do not see. 👨🦯👨🦯👨🦯
....wHAT THE FUCK IS HE SAYING- HELP ME ANYONE PLEASE! I DONT LIP READ!
It won’t stop bothering me about it so h e r e
LETS GO!
Bill Nye for most of his career: Imma do science for kids. Science without politics. Nice, tame science for the kiddos.
Bill Nye now:
Thanks you called me out
God this is amazing
UNMUTE!! UNMUTE!! UNMUTE!! UNMUTE!! UNMUTE!!
...He loooks like Jake from Statefarm
hi this is your daily reminder to love thomas gibson and arron hotchner <3
10/10 would Reid again
Blush (Reid Request)
Request: Post prison Reid goes to his shy girlfriend’s house and finds a sex toy in her sock drawer, and Spencer confronts her for it because she would never usually own something like that. And it gets smutty. I just thought it would have been funny. A/N: You said funny, but other horny folks and I said rough sex. So, I hope you still enjoy it! Also, soft moment at the end because I am a sucker for aftercare. Couple: Spencer Reid/Fem!Reader Category: Smut (NSFW, 18+ ONLY) Content Warning: penetrative sex, oral sex (female receiving), sex toy (vibrator, female receiving), fingering, overstimulation, Dom/Sub dynamic, jealousy, unprotected sex/creampie, multiple orgasms, crying during sex, soft degradation, brief implied Dom Drop and aftercare scene included Word Count: 6.1k
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The worst part about my job wasn’t the late nights — you get used to those pretty quickly. The problem was that I never got any warning for when they were about to happen, which meant that all of my plans were tentative at best. Half the time I didn’t even bother writing them down, knowing that I probably wouldn’t be able to make it, anyway.
Luckily for me, my boyfriend was a very stubborn and persistent person, so he would usually wait up for me when we did have plans. Unfortunately for both of us, though, things had been… different… lately. It had only been a few weeks since he got out of prison, and the shift back to normal had been hard, to say the least. So, I figured the least I could do for the time being was to make a note of when I was supposed to see him so that he wouldn’t be left waiting for me.
This is all to say that when I came home from work that night, there was no reason for me to believe there would be someone else in my apartment. And yet, as I turned the corner into my room, I was confronted with the sight of a person sitting in the dark on my bed.
“Spencer!” I squeaked, practically jumping in the air and clutching my chest.
“Hey there, bunny,” Spencer cooed, tilting his head as his eyes scanned over my uniform. If I hadn’t known any better, I would have thought he was looking for something on them; a sign to prove that I hadn’t actually been at work.
“Someone’s been out late.”
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..oh my god
Every time I watch a CM episode where Spencer is chasing after someone, looking badass with his long hair and a gun and a bulletproof vest, I can’t stop looking at his ankles. Like, boy, you’re wearing a pink sock on one foot and a green sock on the other.
I-
I had this weird dream and Aizawa was dressed like this so of course I drew it.
Does this just happen to me or what-
I’d just be laying down trying to sleep and next thing you know bad thought after bad thought comes flooding into my head until it gets overwhelming, but because I don’t want to bother anybody with my vent I just stay to myself and then I end up venting to myself. Next thing you know I now feel like going on with life isn’t worth it and I kinda just wanna end it now....it happens constantly- ..no? Just me? Aight
Does this just happen to me or what-
I’d just be laying down trying to sleep and next thing you know bad thought after bad thought comes flooding into my head until it gets overwhelming, but because I don’t want to bother anybody with my vent I just stay to myself and then I end up venting to myself. Next thing you know I now feel like going on with life isn’t worth it and I kinda just wanna end it now....it happens constantly- ..no? Just me? Aight
I swear- they are the kindness people ever
Well then, this suprised me I shall say
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even if you only reblog, that’s enough
1st of February, 2021
i was debating on whether or not i should post this on tumblr but seeing as there haven’t been posts about this yet, here it is. i’m exposing my real location and nationality but it doesn’t matter.
if you have been active on twitter, you may already know #savemyanmar is trending. long story short, there has been a military coup. several nations have released statements but i want to share insight on what’s happening in the country.
memes about a coup have been circulating around for a couple days and when i slept at 2 am last night, we were still under the rule of the National League for Democracy (NLD). while they are not technically democratic, they are the closest we’ve got. when my mother woke up at 6 this morning, she was notified that the country was now under the rule of the military.
banks services are no longer available. wifi was cut at around 7-8. some people got wifi again earlier but many got it barely thirty minutes ago. this is bad for businesses especially ones that require international communications. additionally, international students like myself are experiencing anxiety; how do we pay for and attend classes if we’re not sure wifi is a given?
myanmar has a long, complicated history with military governments. the last time the military went into rule was in 1962 and only stopped in 2011, following the 2010 elections. there was a huge protest in 1988 lead by students that resulted in lots of death. during the military junta, resources like rice, water, oil, were scarce. the gist is military rule is bad for us.
all of my followers are not myanmar citizens, i’m sure but as part of the international community, please help us. here is a petition that you can sign (although i’m not sure if that can do much). there may be protests in front of myanmar embassies so look out for those. most of all, please help spread awareness.
the people here are coping with dark humor, primarily in the form of memes but we don’t know how long this rule will last, even though the official statement said only a year. here’s something that pretty much sums up our coping mechanism:
again, even a reblog helps
update :: all telecommunication means will be cut off at 12 am MMT
i like your shoelaces!
Thanks! I stole them from the President!
Jesus this is why I barely have faith in the human society
I actually really like this the ending was swell
sensei
— Being a Pro Hero means having a will of steel, too bad for Shinsou that will of steel has one major kryptonite: a schoolgirls skirt. —
pairing: pro hero!shinsou hitoshi x fem!reader
warnings: 18+, smut, dom!shinsou, bondage (capturing weapon), blindfold, orgasm denial, cursing, praising, mindcontrol, degradation, roleplay
word count: 6,789
a/n: this was a commission!!! omggg!!!! also i used the name mindjack for his pro hero name and neutralizer is your hero name! okay, so like, don’t come for me until you read the entire thing. if I get a single message about what I think ya’ll might come at me for imma spit on your butter. if you cant eat butter then your oat milk or whateva.
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Shinsou stood in the kitchen, his Pro-Hero costume on, and his hands pressed onto the countertop. Today was the day that his hero work student was coming in for a small dinner of celebration. After months of conducting some late-night hours and intensive fighting, they had finally taken down an underground crime ring that had been resurfacing in Japan.
His fingers ran through his hair, the soft locks parting with his calloused fingers. Years of having to strengthen himself to keep up with physically powerful quirk holders had left his body sharp, hard, and rugged. There wasn’t a part of his body that hadn’t been bruised; that wasn’t without its imperfections.
It was almost hilarious to think of where he used to be, a child in high school who was no stronger than the average person in Japan, and where he was now.
Placing his cup to his lip, Shinsou was about to take a drink of water when a knock was heard. A small grin quipped on his face knowing precisely who it was, placing the cup on the table and shoving his hands into his pocket, Shinsou walked over to the front door and opened it.
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I just wanna give a shout out to my feet! For carrying my fat ass around all day-
scream
@lemonyscented thanks 4 this
bonus:
This website is like a suicide hotline but with text chat instead. I would appreciate it if you guys helped spread the word.