#(not mine obv)

[stormkpr]

[end0r4]

Happy Birthday, Ian Mcshane 29/09/42

[linktube]

WILL IT AMPHETAMINE! (Rhett and Link try meth!)

[flurty]

this detective is my gender

[m1xrai]

☺🙏🏻⁉️

bodybuilder!abby anderson x reader

something to jolt my senses awake so i can complete my actual fics sooo here’s a blurb my luvs <3 don't buy tlou

bodybuilder!abby who was going through her cutting diet where it lasts for 2 to 4 months, she already did the bulking part and looks mouthwatering. she's been harboring a softness to certain parts of her body, like her stomach and arms almost like a muscly dad bod??….and you can’t deny the fact that you like it , every time she walks through the door you can't help but cling to her drenched with sweat physique, sniffing against her a tad bit longer then usual. because of how hard she’s working on it you know you’ll miss it when it’s gone. sometimes before bed you can see her checking her progress out in front of the floor length mirror wearing nothing but her boxers and you can’t help but look at her with absolute adoration making her look back at you with a look before she jumps on the bed kissing all over your face. at times you’ll see her running out of the door across the road to help your elderly neighbours with their heavy boxes and she does it so effortlessly!!

feel free to send me any tlou blurb reqs <3

© joliettes, 2024

[mewdoodles]

Day 11 - Sleepy

[katherineholmes]

I was thinking of using this as a quote in one of my upcoming chapters, and I might use parts of it. But this suits Klaus quite well, and so I decided to rb it.

“You are a man of extreme passion, a hungry man not quite sure where his appetite lies, a deeply frustrated man striving to project his individuality against a backdrop of rigid conformity. You exist in a half-world suspended between two superstructures, one self-expression and the other self-destruction. You are strong, but there is a flaw in your strength, and unless you learn to control it the flaw will prove stronger than your strength and defeat you. The flaw? Explosive emotional reaction out of all proportion to the occasion. Why? Why this unreasonable anger at the sight of others who are happy or content, this growing contempt for people and the desire to hurt them? All right, you think they’re fools, you despise them because their morals, their happiness is the source of your frustration and resentment. But these are dreadful enemies you carry within yourself—in time destructive as bullets. Mercifully, a bullet kills its victim. This other bacteria, permitted to age, does not kill a man but leaves in its wake the hulk of a creature torn and twisted; there is still fire within his being but it is kept alive by casting upon it faggots of scorn and hate. He may successfully accumulate, but he does not accumulate success, for he is his own enemy and is kept from truly enjoying his achievements.”

— Truman Capote, In Cold Blood 

[mozzygan]

the wall between us

redraw of this illustration series i made back in 2019. i'd say i've improved lol.

[southernspooks]

THIS COUNTRY IS GOING TO SHIT AND RUINATION

Jeezus Coyle stfu you’re so fckin loud I luv you

Scribbled these out in the middle of the night

[echo-shard]

I don't know what to feel... Am I happy? Am I empty inside? 📕

[prettyboybun]

Thinkin about going to the mall with him while he's got a dildo nestled all the way deep inside him <3 I do most the talking when we're out in public anyways, all he's gotta to is try not to make it obvious how good he's getting fucked beneath his clothes.

I wanna see his dazed out expression while we move between stores. I want to murmur in his ear, "Yeah, puppy? That feel good?" just to hear him stifle a whimper. Maybe stopping by the food court to sit down for a little snack as he subtly moves his hips up and down on the chair. Gently asking him his color every once in a while, getting a small, "G-Green..." in response, smiling and whispering in his ear what a good boy he is.

Touching him over his pants when we get back to my car, promising to fuck him properly when we get home <3

[butmakeitgayblog]

god that gif set goes so crazy every time, no one is doing it like them. Heda wanted her SO. BAD. ‼️

Listen I get it ok. I was there in the camp of losing my fucking mind when this happened. But man I just... it's a shame that we get so lost in the gay sauce over this moment —

— that we really don't give enough credit to the rest of what's going on

Cuz like,,, at no point was Lexa actually afraid of Clarke. She'd just had her storm her ass into her tent in the midst of a hissy fit while holding a gun to a warrior's back, and Lexa's only response was to be offended that her makeup regimen got interrupted

Literally the girl was not fazed beyond just, "... what the fuck ��?" And you know that because Clarke continued following her around the tent while they argued, HER PISTOL STILL VERY MUCH IN HAND, and the whole time Lexa is just flat out sassing tf out of her.

I just cannot stress enough how not at all intimidated by Clarke Lexa was.

But when Clarke called her out on her facade of having no feelings? When she blatantly called her a liar for pretending that she didn't care about the losses of her loved ones as deeply as she clearly did???

That's when Lexa's demeanor changed.

That's the moment Clarke became a danger.

Not because she ever thought Clarke would physically hurt her, but because she knew in that moment that Clarke actually saw her.

And it terrified the hell out of her.

Because you have this strong, fearless warrior. One who has accepted the reality of her own death since she was a child. One who has done everything she can to push away everyone and anything that makes her feel vulnerable. One who has spent years trying to bury all these feelings that she's convinced herself are a weakness.

And then this smartass, reckless, blonde little 👏menace👏to👏society just takes the very boot that Lexa had given her, and kicks the whole thing down.

And you see that in that moment. Not a fear for her safety or any intimidation of Clarke. You see that brave little toaster trying to keep it together while feeling the entire house of cards come tumbling down.

Because she already cared about Clarke. She admits that only a moment later. Because she is emotionally flailing here.

Desperately clinging to this mask with her normally regal tip of her chin that now only manages to come off shaky and unsure.

Every step she backs up is another piece of that facade falling, but she can't stop it because if she lets Clarke actually touch her, then that facade wouldn't just fall.

It would completely shatter.

And oh, oh this sweet summer child. She tries so valiantly one last time to save herself. Back pressed against the table, and clinging to her belief that to be alone is to be strong. But that snarled "Get. Out." through beared teeth and trembling lips is nothing more than the death rattle of that mantra, because the damage has already been done. Because the second Clarke even begins to include herself in that people that Lexa says she doesn't care about, Lexa immediately has to correct her.

Cuz the jig is up, and she knows it. Clarke has invaded her lands, stomped her way into her personal space, and terrifyingly made a place for herself in Lexa's very fragile heart.

And there was just nowhere left to run.

[thisshitisridiculous]

the will making a comeback when

[blackkatdraws]

Stanley and his ginemanormous orange