#and i called myself straight

[srfiv]

all my photo studies turn into ghost one way or another (ref)

[black-and-yellow]

[sgt-tombstone]

okay wait hear me out: Soap with a shaved asshole

BUT (wait, listen, hear me out)

Ghost is the one who shaves him, and he does it with a straight razor

semi-regularly, Johnny finds himself face down in a pillow, his ass in the air trying to stay as still as possible while Simon spreads his cheeks, lathering shaving cream in his ass crack, the knife-sharp edge of the razor pressed against his sensitive skin, hands holding the skin taut to avoid cutting him, giving him the smoothest shave he’s ever had, all so Simon can fuck him better

he spends the entire time nearly vibrating in place, trying to stay stock still so Simon doesn’t accidentally cut him, but his cock is hanging between his legs and every scrape of the razor on his skin has him twitching, trying to get friction, unsure if he wants to flinch away or press back into the razor’s edge in Simon’s hand

sometimes he swears that the shaving is more erotic than the sex that comes after

[lazylittledragon]

i'm going to scream i got accused of being a transmisogynist by someone on twitter because of this specific part of my t4t steddie art

[saglaophonos]

managed to listen to the neil gaiman episode of the dt podcast and i am so thankful i did not get absolutely Sick about this show until after EVERY. if i had to hear neil talk about season one episode three "hard times" like that in 2020 think i would've had to do something drastic

[civetside]

I could smell the lapidot on you I just didn't want to say anything

i am incredibly embarrassed and so sorry. i need a shower

art i drew in 2017

[goldkirk]

hey this isn’t aimed at anyone in particular but I’m saying it for the record here: if I tell you no, please stop messaging me about fundraisers and mutual aid.

I get enough messages that it’s impossible for me to keep up without devoting at least half an hour each day, when I’m not even on tumblr that long most days. Me having a boundary about this isn’t a moral failing, it’s a lifeboat for me on my own blog.

In my personal life I’m already advocating and donating literally as much as I can spare. This is not me not caring, it’s just me not willing to interact with that on the one place I go online to not interact with irl news and world events for the most part.

I cannot be upset all the time. I cannot be upset everywhere. I cannot use all my emotional and mental energy fielding my own upset from ongoing events. My options are to hold boundaries about this or stop coming online at all.

I’m all for sharing information and signal boosting to reasonable extents, but the scale of it this year is so large and so enduring that it is literally not possible to for me to participate on every account I have. I’ve previously shared links to Gaza eSIM donations and a major hub of verified Go Fund Mes here and elsewhere online. We, the online humans, know how to look those things up ourselves by now. There are many, many people choosing to do advocacy work, and right now, I can’t be one of them.

If you’re extremely upset when I tell you I can’t share/donate right now about a Gaza family or personal fundraiser you ask me to share here, just unfollow and block me. That’s what those buttons are for. Protect your own emotions and energy and get me off your feed instead of staying upset and continuing to engage with online people or content that upsets you.

Please don’t send repeated angry messages based on manufactured purity politics and moral outrage into my messages and inbox when I exercise the right to run my own blog.

[robiinurheart33]

Before, when ghost was still Simon and his mom still looked presentable enough to go out in public, she would take him and Tommy out to the pier near their house.

He can still remember; every Friday night after dinner, when his dad passed out in front of the television. The three of them would sneak out of the house and Simon would giggle, pretending as if they were ninjas, holding onto little Tommy’s pudgy body. His mom would buy him a tiny little ice cream cone for each of them and sit at the boardwalks, watching the sun go down for its rest.

“Have you ever heard of the green flash, Simon?” She would hum, green eyes near sparking in the golden hour.

“Nope.” He popped his lips at the last letter, his lips sticky from the dessert.

“Just when the sun sets, there’s a slight moment where at the veeeerrry horizon - there, you see?” She points to where the sun is now meeting the sea, Simon squinting dramatically and placing his hand above his eyes.

“…yeah.”

“Just for a split second, you can’t blink or you’ll miss it. A green flash will appear just after the sun disappears.”

“You’re lying!”

“I’m not! I’m being dead serious!” She straightens her back, an amused smile twitching at the corner of her mouth as she holds a sleeping Tommy to her chest. Simon swings his legs back and forth, contemplating.

“Look, just see for yourself. It’s gonna happen soon.” A small, childish tone laces her words as they both turn to the horizon, eyes zoned in on where the sun is setting.

Sure enough - right as the sun collapses into a bright ball peeking over the sea, a bright, almost inconspicuous green flash appears.

“I saw it! I saw it!” Simon vibrates in excitement, pointing at the sea and smiling brightly at his mom. She smiles back, smile lines appearing and wrinkles returning as she giggles.

“See? Wasn’t that awesome?”

“So awesome!”

Simon keeps that memory tucked closely next to his cold heart, one of the few good memories of his childhood he can still remember vividly. The smell of the ocean, the stickiness of his lips and hands, the texture of wet wood under his fingertips, his mother’s lopsided smile, the sound of the ocean and the exact shade of green that appeared.

He knows that shade of green like the back of his hand. He knows it because none of the trees, leaves, grass ever came close to how intense it was. Simon used to naively believe that that shade of green was only special for him and his mother. (Sans Tommy, because he was asleep)

But now, staring into Johnny, his Johnny’s eyes, the same exact shade of green that appeared in the sky 25 years ago, Simon doesn’t believe that anymore. The same shade of green smoke plumes up behind Johnny, surrounding him like a possessive hug. It felt sickeningly wrong. His eyes aren’t green. His eyes aren’t green. He knows it because he’s spent the last 478 days burning the image of him into his mind, not wanting to forget him, ever. His eyes aren’t green.

[vup]

to be fair, the 9 years old is the future pro gamer.

[woman-respecter]

the “are bi women with boyfriends allowed at pride?” discussion is so stupid because it is a public event. straight couples are welcome at pride, so why tf would bi women not be allowed to bring their bf. its fine. the thing is i have never seen anyone argue to the contrary, and i surround myself with certified manhaters. it kind of feels like everyone is making up a guy (or lbr in this case woman) to be mad at. or at least being mad at a small amount of people. its like saying “the moon is NOT made of cheese!” like yeah thats true but you’re wasting you’re breath on an argument with an imaginary opponent

[creations-by-chaosfay]

This is for anyone and everyone who sews, but most especially quilters.

PLEASE REBLOG!!!

[suntails]

got carried away with a sketch and now i dont feel like finishing it properly <3

[lucksea]

not a voice of reason but certainly a voice of clarity

[onesnoopyaday]

Breaking news: Neighborhood dog enjoys a peaceful summer night's sleep under the stars <3

Snoopy #15

16/10/2024

[yourlocaldisneyvillain]

been called chubby in fitness class today and i just think it's funny how that was supposed to be a like a Bad Thing. i feel more comfortable in my body than ever before (not the largest i've ever been, far from it, but also far from the thinnest i've been) and i feel really hot. it's funny how diet culture alters people's perception. personally i recommend to kiss a chubby woman's tummy and be healed. secrets of the universe shall be revealed to you when you lay your head upon a loved one's soft belly.

[murdleandmarot]

The gang’s all here!! They’re on the case!! And there’s no ghost that they wouldn’t chase!!!!!

@mysticalcats’s Foxglove, @toki-toro’s Chaumet, @emimii’s Clownaire, and my own Bluebelle :)