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IN LIEU OF GRATUITOUS AMOUNTS OF SUCK
Here's even MORE gratuitous amounts of suck:
So I was poking around here and came upon SSjUmi's webcam on her frontpage. [Which makes my nose bleed by the way].
I was also talking to Kyotama at the time and she told me she couldn't stop listening to two songs and wanted me to fix the problem.
And because telling her change songs was taking the easy way out I concocted this little drabblet of suck with MUCHO inspiration from fuckingsexyhottwenties Chester and reasonabllysexyfinetwenties Mike in SSjUmi's webcam.
SO ENJOY THE SUCK. 8D
Also: Thanks to JadeofAllTrades for being interested in the drabblet of suck.
I you. :3
MATURE WARNING: NAUGHTY LANGUAGES AND MAYBE DISTURBING MENTAL PICTURES OF CHEEKY UNDIES AND A FETUS. BUT NOT TECHNICALLY AT THE SAME TIME.
HOKAY ENJOY!
[mike]
I wrinkled my nose.
"What?"
"You smell dude."
Chester licked his lips and blinked at me from behind his glasses and glowered at me, "I'm sucking Jack Daniels' dick. What the fuck am I supposed to smell like?"
I let out a gutteral sigh and turned back to the computer. My own eyes are sore and tired and I need my glasses to give me the extra strength to see. I can hear his lips suckle the bottle like a nursing animal and I turn to glare at him.
"Do you HAVE to be so fucking loud?"
Chester gives me a dirty look and stands up. His gangly limbs are long and heavy looking. "Do you HAVE to be such a bitch? Goddamn I thought I left my wife at home. I didn't think YOU were wearing her panties AND her fucking kotex too."
I sneered at him as he passed by on the way to the kitchen leaving a cloud of bourbon and dying cologne in his wake. The T-shirt he was wearing was two sizes too big for his skinny frame.
"Don't get so offended Chester just because your wife's red lace cheeky undies look better on my ass than hers."
Without turning around he raised a flamed arm in the air and with one long bony finger flipped me the bird.
"How's the wife anyway Chaz?"
Rob was zoned in front of the tv playing Mortal Kombat on my super nintendo which just might be as old as life itself. The only other time he gets that absorbed is at the titty bar when a supple ass is wiggling in his face.
Somewhere from the bowels of the kitchen Chester grumbles like a feral beast.
Rob pauses the game and looks at the sound of the gutteral mewl, "She's WHAT?"
Chester reiterates in another unintelligible grumble.
I look up from my screen to the kitchen to see Chester trying to relight his cigarette on the burner of the stove.
I lift my lips in a cruel smirk and turn to Rob again, "Don't you speak 'Benning' by now? He said his wife is getting too fat to fuck and the baby grabs on his cock and yanks him in whenever he remotely tries."
Striking a nerve, Chester grabs his lover Jack by the neck and slams him on the counter. Brown poison erupts from Jack's mouth.
"Fuck you Shinoda!" he growls at me; the beast is unleashed, "You don't know fucking shit."
I swallow a threatening laugh and turn back to my screen, "I love you too Chaz. And thanks for keeping my counter in one piece."
Rob resumes playing; his attention to the bouncing boobs on screen, "Dude, you need to get laid."
Chester's narrow stride comes back into the living room and he sucks long and hard on his cigarette.
"No dude. YOU're the one that needs to get laid," tendrils of smoke snake from his nostrils, "You're playing as a girl just to watch her tits bounce."
"No,"
He's such a fucking liar.
"I'm playing as Jade because she can do serious damage with her pole."
More like: she could do serious damage to HIS pole. But Bourdon prides himself in making it seem like he less of a pervert than he really is.
Bless his heart.
"Then why don't you play as Kitana?" Chester hovers over Rob to peer at the jiggling breasts. His tongue traces the thin flesh of his bottom lip.
I always took Chester to be an ass man.
"Because she's named for a Japanese sword," Rob offers. This is his trademark answer. Chester and i have made this observation hundreds of times before, and have argued in defense of Kitana, Milena, and even Sonya in the past. But it's like arguing with a wall.
It's Jade and her pole that turns Rob on.
But because what the fuck kind of reasoning THAT is I've yet to learn. Which is why I continue prodding:
"...And?"
"And he's afraid she'll lop off his dick before he can get it in her," Chester answers for him, mashing his cigarette into the stray bottle cap from Jack. His eyes are like two piss holes in the snow, and they're beginning to get bloodshot.
Whether this is because he's tired or full of booze, I'm not too sure.
But I think it's a safe assumption to say both.
"The metal fans tweak him out."
Chester flops back next to Rob on the couch and Rob's face turns eight shades of red.
"..N-no."
"Yeah okay," Chester leans forward and grabs the second control, "Restart this game. My babe Kitana is going to kick your Jade's ASS."
Rob sinks lower into the couch he's practically on the floor.
I snort a laugh and go back to the computer.
Chester knows his way around a woman and can get her to move in anyway that suits his needs.
Rob on the other hand..just likes to see bouncing boobs.
This is why Chester's Kitana always wins.
And also why Rob's a sore loser.
TO BE CONTINUED?
WHO KNOWS?!
And if this was even worse SUCK than I promised you, you have Kyo to blame for getting me going in the first place.
And DLB for being the inquisitive person she is and egging me on for more.
INSTIGATOR. x3
Night all.
Here's even MORE gratuitous amounts of suck:
So I was poking around here and came upon SSjUmi's webcam on her frontpage. [Which makes my nose bleed by the way].
I was also talking to Kyotama at the time and she told me she couldn't stop listening to two songs and wanted me to fix the problem.
And because telling her change songs was taking the easy way out I concocted this little drabblet of suck with MUCHO inspiration from fuckingsexyhottwenties Chester and reasonabllysexyfinetwenties Mike in SSjUmi's webcam.
SO ENJOY THE SUCK. 8D
Also: Thanks to JadeofAllTrades for being interested in the drabblet of suck.
I you. :3
MATURE WARNING: NAUGHTY LANGUAGES AND MAYBE DISTURBING MENTAL PICTURES OF CHEEKY UNDIES AND A FETUS. BUT NOT TECHNICALLY AT THE SAME TIME.
HOKAY ENJOY!
[mike]
I wrinkled my nose.
"What?"
"You smell dude."
Chester licked his lips and blinked at me from behind his glasses and glowered at me, "I'm sucking Jack Daniels' dick. What the fuck am I supposed to smell like?"
I let out a gutteral sigh and turned back to the computer. My own eyes are sore and tired and I need my glasses to give me the extra strength to see. I can hear his lips suckle the bottle like a nursing animal and I turn to glare at him.
"Do you HAVE to be so fucking loud?"
Chester gives me a dirty look and stands up. His gangly limbs are long and heavy looking. "Do you HAVE to be such a bitch? Goddamn I thought I left my wife at home. I didn't think YOU were wearing her panties AND her fucking kotex too."
I sneered at him as he passed by on the way to the kitchen leaving a cloud of bourbon and dying cologne in his wake. The T-shirt he was wearing was two sizes too big for his skinny frame.
"Don't get so offended Chester just because your wife's red lace cheeky undies look better on my ass than hers."
Without turning around he raised a flamed arm in the air and with one long bony finger flipped me the bird.
"How's the wife anyway Chaz?"
Rob was zoned in front of the tv playing Mortal Kombat on my super nintendo which just might be as old as life itself. The only other time he gets that absorbed is at the titty bar when a supple ass is wiggling in his face.
Somewhere from the bowels of the kitchen Chester grumbles like a feral beast.
Rob pauses the game and looks at the sound of the gutteral mewl, "She's WHAT?"
Chester reiterates in another unintelligible grumble.
I look up from my screen to the kitchen to see Chester trying to relight his cigarette on the burner of the stove.
I lift my lips in a cruel smirk and turn to Rob again, "Don't you speak 'Benning' by now? He said his wife is getting too fat to fuck and the baby grabs on his cock and yanks him in whenever he remotely tries."
Striking a nerve, Chester grabs his lover Jack by the neck and slams him on the counter. Brown poison erupts from Jack's mouth.
"Fuck you Shinoda!" he growls at me; the beast is unleashed, "You don't know fucking shit."
I swallow a threatening laugh and turn back to my screen, "I love you too Chaz. And thanks for keeping my counter in one piece."
Rob resumes playing; his attention to the bouncing boobs on screen, "Dude, you need to get laid."
Chester's narrow stride comes back into the living room and he sucks long and hard on his cigarette.
"No dude. YOU're the one that needs to get laid," tendrils of smoke snake from his nostrils, "You're playing as a girl just to watch her tits bounce."
"No,"
He's such a fucking liar.
"I'm playing as Jade because she can do serious damage with her pole."
More like: she could do serious damage to HIS pole. But Bourdon prides himself in making it seem like he less of a pervert than he really is.
Bless his heart.
"Then why don't you play as Kitana?" Chester hovers over Rob to peer at the jiggling breasts. His tongue traces the thin flesh of his bottom lip.
I always took Chester to be an ass man.
"Because she's named for a Japanese sword," Rob offers. This is his trademark answer. Chester and i have made this observation hundreds of times before, and have argued in defense of Kitana, Milena, and even Sonya in the past. But it's like arguing with a wall.
It's Jade and her pole that turns Rob on.
But because what the fuck kind of reasoning THAT is I've yet to learn. Which is why I continue prodding:
"...And?"
"And he's afraid she'll lop off his dick before he can get it in her," Chester answers for him, mashing his cigarette into the stray bottle cap from Jack. His eyes are like two piss holes in the snow, and they're beginning to get bloodshot.
Whether this is because he's tired or full of booze, I'm not too sure.
But I think it's a safe assumption to say both.
"The metal fans tweak him out."
Chester flops back next to Rob on the couch and Rob's face turns eight shades of red.
"..N-no."
"Yeah okay," Chester leans forward and grabs the second control, "Restart this game. My babe Kitana is going to kick your Jade's ASS."
Rob sinks lower into the couch he's practically on the floor.
I snort a laugh and go back to the computer.
Chester knows his way around a woman and can get her to move in anyway that suits his needs.
Rob on the other hand..just likes to see bouncing boobs.
This is why Chester's Kitana always wins.
And also why Rob's a sore loser.
TO BE CONTINUED?
WHO KNOWS?!
And if this was even worse SUCK than I promised you, you have Kyo to blame for getting me going in the first place.
And DLB for being the inquisitive person she is and egging me on for more.
INSTIGATOR. x3
Night all.
THE COUNTDOWN: 2023
10 years ago some time before my birthday i had the epiphany to make a playlist counting up by years to count down to my birthday. jackson was born and we had gotten him, out of the blue, the same year: 2013 he didn't make the 10th countdown, but he did send an emissary. another out-of-the-blue boy proudly named reginald. [he loves his name. x3] so saying 2013 is for jackson. 2005 are two separate tracks on the album. but since the intro track has words, why not? 2003 refused to come along until i heard new old stock. and 2023 hung on til the single release a couple weeks ago. it's been a sticky countdown. and it's been a sticky past year since the last countdown. for chrissy and chester; i hope this is the year for your justice. 6 years is too long and every day without justice makes it longer. for those reading this: thank you for doing so and thank you for taking the time out to listen to the countdown. i hope you enjoy those previous and this year's. until next year.
THE COUNTDOWN: 2022
hi angel, it'll be five years this july, and not since that day have i really written a letter to you. always does on the 20th of every month, and i truly admire her for that. truthfully i always find it a comfort to see a journal on the 20th even if just to say she misses you. we all miss you. my birthdays are not usually happy ones. they're usually stressful, disappointing, or just go plain wrong. and every year as it draws closer the more anxious i feel until it's over. that's how the COUNTDOWN began; at least i can look forward to a new song as the days go by and a full playlist when my birthday comes. so at the very least i enjoyed something. around 2018 or so, chrissy came in every COUNTDOWN to put in his two cents on a song whenever i got stuck. except this year. this year it was you. sorting and cleaning up itunes i came upon two bootlegged versions of numb. the techno version known for no other reason [i can't even remember if that was the title on youtube or not] as
sleep tight. for me. i'm gone.
-"tighter & tighter" -down on the upside -soundgarden sometimes i wonder what 4 years would've given us. how much music we would've had. how much art & beauty. sometimes i wonder how it's been 4 years. sometimes it feels like 4 minutes. i felt nervous and restless yesterday. anxious, like impending doom was near. that's a feeling usually only reserved for my birthday. i've never felt that for july 20th until this year. but the veil is thin. so maybe that's the reason. & maybe that's the reason for this journal. it's not well with my soul, your deaths. there's nothing i can do but pass on the following sources. from a psychic and a gossip columnist. of all things. i don't want 25, 30 years to go by. like kurt cobain. and you're still nothing but a suicidal messiah. and you, too, are nothing but a footnote to his death. that's not fair. you both deserve better. you both deserve to be alive. you are loved and you are missed. and not a day goes by i don't pray. hoping today's
THE COUNTDOWN: 2021
46 months pretty angel. Some fun facts about THIS YEAR's COUNTDOWN: I used the status updates to my advantage this year. So the only real surprises are my birthday songs. :dummy: A LOT of weirdo things this time around, especially from 1997 to 2002. 2000 is the first time a non-traditional song entered the countdown. 2 foreign languages this year: Japanese [2002] and French [2016]! Although the lyrics used for 2002 are in English. 2016's rep, has internet lore surrounding it. Supposedly the English translation of the title, "Power Outage" is referred to as "Blackout," as a nod to the fandom's favorite album 'Blackout.' [personally i was a 'Circus,' fan. ] There are 4 covers on this year's countdown. Settling on a 2021 rep was almost IMPOSSIBLE this year. It took 2 days before the START of the countdown, back in April, before I heard the one I wanted. As always, Daisynips helped. :meow: He likes it, and I can't complain, I like it too. x'3 is for
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[More like: she could do serious damage to HIS pole. But Bourdon prides himself in making it seem like he less of a pervert than he really is.
Bless his heart.]
That
Seriously just made me
LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLLLLLLL.
XDDDXDXDXDDXDXDXDXDDDDDDDDDDD
Not only because I love the Bless his heart part,
But because I could NEVER imagine Rob being like that. NEVER.
*dies:
Bless his heart.]
That
Seriously just made me
LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLLLLLLL.
XDDDXDXDXDDXDXDXDXDDDDDDDDDDD
Not only because I love the Bless his heart part,
But because I could NEVER imagine Rob being like that. NEVER.
*dies: