#I couldn't hold it in

[infamous-if]

can we take a moment to appreciate my music pun because this is genuinely the most proud I've ever been about something I've written in this story

[epickiya722]

Folks, you're probably gonna hate me for this one, but I do not see the point of going into someone's inbox and go "why do you ship SatoSugu romantically, they're like brothers!"

I don't see the point, I really don't. Do I want to? No, because the reason won't make sense.

Here's my first question.

Did Satoru Gojo, the really tall one with white hair and strange blue eyes, and Suguru Geto, the one with long black hair that's usually tied up with sharp shaped eyes, jump out of the pages of the manga and the screen of whatever device you're watching the anime on and confront you in the middle of the night and go "We're so gay for each other" and that made you mad that you had to bother other people who is minding their own damn business about it?

If so, let me know how that happen because how?! If not, then how about this question.

Why are you wasting your time? Why? Just why?

Why are you wasting your time bothering people over two fictional men? Hm? Why does it matter to you how people ship them?

Here's the overall reason why people ship SatoSugu. It's the same reason why you see them as "brothers".

Because they want to. It's how they feel.

Getting mad at someone for shipping two characters who indeed have a rather not-so-brotherly relationship is like getting mad at someone for liking the color purple.

Seems silly, doesn't it?

That's why instead of wasting your time bothering people and being a nuisance over a ship, why not use that same energy into other things?

I genuinely mean this from the bottom of my heart. Use that energy into writing fics or drawing art of the ships and characters you like. Bake, practice playing an instrument, take up sewing.

I'm not saying this to be funny, I really do mean this.

Find something else to do that would make you actually happy and trust me, you would feel a lot better.

Even if you have to get out those feelings, make your own post about it WITH THE PROPER TAGS!!

Look, I don't see SatoSugu as brothers. I have siblings and some of the things they do I don't see myself doing with my siblings. Like purr each other's name or choose to have a fight on a death date that my "best friend" on died and have the person who possesses his body say "oh, how romantic". Season 2's first opening is like a love song for them.

But hey, if you see them as brothers, good for you. Go right ahead, I'm not stopping you and I don't see the point to. I'm not going to jump into your inbox and go "they're so gay for each other". Why? Why be a bother?

Honestly, if you don't like it, block it. Don't waste your time and stop bothering people. There are much bigger issues, folks, come on.

[ryukenzz]

[I usually don't like to do this, but I gotta say something. All these hateful ass anons I see harassing these amazing black authors, please stfu and get a life. You don't like seeing black reader content? Don't read it. Scroll past it. Keep the unnecessary bullshit to yourself. It's that simple. Wanna act tough on anon? Say it with ya chest. Ya'll got enough energy to be a pussy behind an anonymous screen? Use it again with your account. Don't got one? Create one and do it. I dare you to.]

[diioonysus]

rings + art

[daisynik7]

Nanami is so used to treasuring you, treating you delicately like the sweet, precious gem that you are. It catches him completely off guard when one night, after he vents about work, you ask for him to be very rough with you. “Take it out on me, honey. Be as rough as you like. I can take it.”

He’s speechless at first, taken aback by the unusual request in the middle of him undressing from his office attire. He doesn’t notice that his signature tie is coiled tightly around his fist, button-up undone, revealing his brawny figure beneath his fitted undershirt. He has no clue how sexy he is right now, veins bulging from his beefy fingers, brows furrowed in a scowl, still frustrated from today’s nuisance at work. It’s a different side of him you usually don’t see, and maybe that’s why you’re so intrigued by it. You want to test him, see how hard he can give it you. 

It takes a while for him to agree to it; he can’t imagine being even the slightest bit mean to his darling angel. But the further and further you badger him about it, tugging on his cuff, begging please, please, please, the more convinced he is to just do it. So, per your request, he pins your wrists together against your back, knotting his tie around them, locking you in a compromising position. You nestle your head into the pillow, knees digging into the mattress, ass sticking up, completely vulnerable. The anticipation already has your pussy fluttering. 

He lies beneath you, eating you out first, slurping and sucking on your clit until your cunt is wet with your first orgasm, sleek enough for him to enter you smoothly. He kneels behind you, teasing your entrance with his fingers, feeling how juicy you are for him. He hums, satisfied, guiding his cock slowly inside you until he bottoms outs, groin pressed firmly to your ass. His thrusts are slow at first, easing into it to allow you to adjust to his size. But when you provoke him with a Is that the best you got? I know you can do better than that, he doesn’t hold back any longer. He grabs your wrists, pinning your shoulders back while he pumps himself deep inside you, bullying your sweet spot until you’re flooded with his cum. “You like it rough, don’t you, sweetheart? You like having this sloppy cunt filled with my seed. I’m gonna keep giving it to you until I’m milked dry and there’s nothing left. Understand?”

You can only nod, gasping when he starts fucking you again, still just as hard inside you, drilling into you until he gives you a second and third creamy load, relishing your unabashed moans echoing off the bedroom walls. When he finally pulls out of you, he watches his cum leak out of you, dripping onto the sheets. You collapse onto the bed, arms sore from being stretched out, wrists raw from the grip of his tie, pussy ragged by his intense pummeling. And the biggest fucking smile on your face, already looking forward to the next time he has a bad day at work. 

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

None of our hands are clean

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[javelinbk]

“When we sang together,” Lennon told Mintz in one of their conversations, “Paul and I would share the same microphone. I’d be close enough to kiss him. Back then, I didn’t wear me specs onstage – Brian Epstein said they made me look old. So we’d be playing these concerts, in front of thousands of people, but the only thing I could see was Paul’s face. He was always there next to me – I could always feel his presence. It’s what I remember most about those concerts.”

Excerpt from 'We All Shine On: John, Yoko & Me' by Elliot Mintz (link)

With thanks to @anotherkindofmindpod for originally posting the quote

[likeprongstostars]

godfathers dayy

[tyttetardis]

Finally managed to record a bit of David at curtain call 😍

Brilliant seeing this incredible production once again - and getting to see what's different and what isn't 🥹🥰

(Please don't repost ☺️)

[mirrorhouse]

[screwpinecaprice]

Just a silly guy, with silly silly thoughts.

@glowweek Day 2

Casual | Surprise

A casual surprise?😬😬😬

[lightbluetown]

the silly pirate creatures in my head are consuming me alive

[sketchy-tour]

Last doodle of the year! Whiteboard is STILL hard to use and I spent way too long on this

BUT STILL!!! Proud of it~

[freckleslikestars]

MSR & Hand Holding

THE X FILES (1993-2018)

[sakuraspoke]

a kiss from terzo on this blessed day [x]

[khaopybara]

❝Dad's going to kill Mahasamut! You hear me?! Dad's gonna kill him! Just like he killed Uncle Doctor! What am I gonna do if something happens to him?❞

PEAT WASUTHORN as TONGRAK TAKSAKORNKARN and FORT THITIPONG as MAHASAMUT episode 8 of LOVE SEA