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MICKEY  |  SHE/THEY  |  1994  |  MDNI
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employee of the month at the tummy ache factory

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₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊ intro: mickey / thirty / she+they / cet / mdni / reader insert fics / anti ai
₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊ fandoms: bnha / haikyuu!! / demon slayer / jjk / twisted wonderland
₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊ fav tropes: fluff / fix-it fics / hurt+comfort / au

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for reading, friend, and have a great day! ◝(ᵔᗜᵔ)◜

blueflamebimbo:

just got home after a tattoo session (spoiler alert: i did not get enough sleep and therefore i suffered a lot even though i barely had to get anything done)

me, setting my alarm for tomorrow: haha 10 hours from now, imagine

me: wait, actually ☝️😭 pls?

Gave into the voices, slept 10 hours.

universe: so you’re all rested and ready for work now, right?

me: huh? 🥺

It’s one of them eepy weeks, brethren.

just got home after a tattoo session (spoiler alert: i did not get enough sleep and therefore i suffered a lot even though i barely had to get anything done)

me, setting my alarm for tomorrow: haha 10 hours from now, imagine

me: wait, actually ☝️😭 pls?

Thoughts of writing a hinata shoyo fic where he’s your step brother and you used to hate his guts because you have 0 interest in volleyball and it’s all he used to talk about at the kitchen table when you were both in high school, but then you went off to university abroad and didn’t return until several years after graduating for some distant aunt’s funeral and shoyo’s there sporting tan lines sponsored by the Brazilian sun and you’re so much curvier than he remembers you being and it absolutely wrecks both of you to the point where you’re home alone in your parental home and doing laundry so you’re wearing one of his massive volleyball shirts because it was lying around and he walks in on you in the laundry room and something snaps in both of you, so he bends you over the thrumming washing machine and fingers you until you’re so wet it’s running down your thighs and then he hits it raw until you’re drooling into the top of the machine.

Will i end the thoughts, or will the thoughts end me? Find out on the next installment of ©Bimbo: The Musical

my brain: casual by Chappell Roan inspired toxic relationship fic

Lale: casual by Chappell Roan inspired toxic relationship fic centering Atsumu?

Hazel’s kill-your-husband country songs: casual by Chappell Roan inspired toxic relationship fic centering Atsumu and arguing so badly until it escalates to hatefucking ಠ⁠◡⁠ಠ!

My brain:

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so I’m still thinking of writing something about a toxic love, inspired by chappell roan’s Casual, but I’m still not sure who to write it with? anyone have any suggestions?

Oikawa Tooter is the first registered case of violation of the Geneva Convention during volleyball match. The og triple homo serve is nothing compared to the biochemical terrors..........

I need you to understand that this made me giggle so hard I nearly pissed myself. I almost decided to keep this in my inbox forever to come back to whenever I needed a laugh, but that is just too good not to share with the world. ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ

tech-obssessed-shark:

icantspellthings:

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Im sorry but it is so funny how people outside of tumblr view us. Like why are the tiktokers treating tumblr like some professional ass website you need to do extensive prep before you begin posting on. And the follower farming advice is so fucking funny to me when this is the website where people actively hate getting new followers

frfr having followers is scary like wdym im being perceived(love you guys)

ohcorny:

it really is crazy how quickly people were willing to just let chatgpt do everything for them. i have never even tried it. brother i don’t even know if it’s just a website you go to or what. i do not know where chatgpt actually lives, because i can decide my own grocery list.

note to self: please add to your directory, half of your stuff isn’t on there, dickhead.

glenthemes