#blind dork

[gay-mathematician-portmanteau]

someone on a dating app just sent me a .gif and i responded "eyeballs don't have .gif compatibility" so, yeah, i'm never hearing from that person again. honestly, that's the dorkiest thing i've ever written and i write this blog every day.

[dancingdaffodils08]

2021 me saw this scene and thought “ugh he’s such a player🙄”… JAYCE?! You mean the fucking NERD?! A PLAYER?! HUH?!

[allisondraste]

Rook: When I was in the fade, I was scared.

Davrin:

[teatitty]

Walk with me here: shinobi courting rituals where the aim is to show off your skills to impress the person you're trying to court to prove how great you'd be as a partner but every single time Kakashi tries to appear cool and suave in front of Iruka it bites him in the ass

"Yeah I can show off with these nunchucks no problem I practise with Gai all the time" immediately conks himself in the head so hard with them he gets knocked out. That sort of thing

[odessastone]

I hope Venture is a silly mf with Looney Tunes physics I hope they pop out of holes in the ground like Bugs Bunny to deliver one-liners and then disappear again. I hope enemies trying to kill them is like this

[greml1nb0i]

Just want to show off my art a little.

this is my OC, Grayson. He's kinda like an alien fish...

[ntls-24722]

featuring @artastic-friend and @dork-a-doodle's DJ Spidermen!

i think they would make... a very nice trio of fools

[majimasleftasscheek]

brahk! how do you feel about MasaDai (Masato x Daigo)? i really like to prep -> emo -> mentally ill timeline they both followed.

(phone tried to autocorrect “brahk” to “Abraham” (@_@) )

admittedly I'm not the hugest fan of Masato but! I do think the shared timeline is very funny and they shoulda met in game I woulda lost my mind 👁️👄👁️ because I'm a sap for minedai, I think it'd be p funny for Mine to be absolutely hostile @ Masato, knowing he possibly had the oh so dreamy time of painting's Daigo's nails and browsing his blog of darkness that I assume he has

I do miss Masato's emo look ngl rip his style and sexi facial hair ✌😔

I can't say much about the shipping angle but the idea of them going to grunge concerts as a brooding cringe couple is delightful ｡◕ ‿ ◕｡

[sparfloxacin]

I don’t know what he’s doing but I love him

[imblocking-you]

A GOOD DAY TO BE A DOG IS SUCH A COMFORT DRAMA AHHHH

[darkerthanblack-666]

blindchannel tiktok

[forza-carlos-sempre]

Me sending that belt pic to Danni then professing my undying love for him.

[heredis-sanguinis]

//I forgot how much of a headache my glasses give me when wearing them. Hopefully I can go back to contact lenses soon when this eye infection heals.

[vani-ash]

Kim sighed as he looked over his emails, he had been home for 30 minutes and it was still just work, work and more work.

He really needed to hire a manager. Well, he actually had a manager but Kim was too much of a control freak to let someone else have complete control over his scheduling, his manager did some of the busy work but Kim always looked over all the final details to make sure everything was in order. He had a tour coming up and so he'd been extremely busy the last few days ensuring everything was right.

Just as Kim was finishing up replying to the emails his phone lit up with a notification.

Sunshine is live

Kim looked at the clock confused for a second: 9:30pm thursday.

Sunshine didn't stream on thursdays. He had a pretty strict schedule and if he ever deviated there would be some prior announcement, but Kim wasn’t going to question an extra moment to watch his favourite streamer.

He was  quick to open his other laptop (he had one for purely work related things and another for personal things) and pulled up the stream.

Sunshine was smiling at the camera welcoming people as they joined, he was too close to the camera to see anything about him besides his half masked face. 

There was low music playing in the background but too quiet to make out.

"Ah, I know it's unusual for me to stream off schedule, but I felt like doing a surprise stream for you guys tonight, you aren't mad at me are you?" 

Sunshine bites his lip and gives his best puppy dog eyes. No, Kim thinks, he didn't think he could be mad at Sunshine if he tried.

Someone asked if he would still stream tomorrow or if the surprise stream was cause he couldn’t stream tomorrow.

"I promise there will still be a stream tomorrow as well, same time as always." Sunshine winks with a laugh before looking back at the chat.

The comments were happy that they would still get a stream tomorrow and an extra today.

Sunshine keeps reading through the chat, his smile not leaving his face. Whatever caused him to do a surprise stream must have been really good.

“So… I got something really special today. There's this singer I really like,” Kim watches as Sunshine slowly moves away from the camera, and Kim's eyes widen and his mouth falls open. 

Sunshine was wearing a very familiar shirt. A shirt Kim had had a hand in designing, but it wasn’t just the shirt that had surprised him, no, what had caught his attention was the giant signature across the front of the shirt.

W I K

"There's this singer I really like, I don't know if any of you know him," Sunshine spoke, Kim's brain unable to move past his signature being displayed,"He had an event today and it was the first time I was able to attend one of his events, he even signed the shirt!”

Kim had signed Sunshines shirt? Had been in the same room as him? He had met Sunshine? “Thinking about how he touched this shirt makes me happy.” Sunshine continued,”Really happy. So happy I thought I should share it with you guys. This stream will be a little different from my normal ones, I won't be taking chat requests,” Sunshine laughs adorably for a second,”Honestly this stream is more for me than you guys, I hope you guys won't mind?”

The chat was filled with people encouraging Sunshine to go on, after all a big part of his draw was how he shared details of his life even while he kept his identity hidden behind a mask. There were people who would watch Sunshine as if he was just a regular streamer and not a cam boy.

Sunshines hand slowly crept up his body to where the signature was written, his fingers caressing the shirt where it bears the signature, the bold lines that make up the three letters, and then he starts to rub over the signature where his nipple was hidden underneath and lets out a soft gasp. Sunshine often talked about how sensitive his nipples were.

“I’m glad you all are happy for me.” Sunshine smiles sweetly at the camera, Kim was still combing through his mind trying to come up with any of his fans faces that might have resembled Sunshine. 

“WIK was really cool today, his voice always gets me hot and bothered.” Sunshine said, his hand slowly moving down to his bulge, hidden by only some black boxer shorts,”I love when he hits those high notes.” Sunshine pauses his story for a second and tilts his head to the side, a sheepish grin spreads across his face,”Do you think he would sound like that in bed?”

The chat starts to move rapidly, but Kim couldn't take his eyes off of Sunshine as he let out a whine.

Cam boy Chay AU where he wears a mask but hes well know for his happy personality and even if he covers his face he talks about himself a lot.

Cue Kim who had been stressed from working everyday, his schedule usually left him with only 1 to 2 free days where he really got to relax. He doesn't want to use Kinns escort service so he uses the internet and finds a cute cam boy who was so endearing and earnest when he spoke about himself that kim felt enamored by him

Anyway one day Chay does an unscheduled stream and kim is losing his mind cause his favourtie cam boy is wearing WIK merch and keeps talking about how he saw WIK live

and how had Kim not recognized him??? He had had to sign the shirt!

[wendichester]

˙✧˖°📷 ༘ ⋆｡˚ say cheese,

summary. making memories in the Impala.

pairing. dean winchester + reader

wordcount. 869.

Dean’s hands rest casually on the wheel of the Impala, one wrist draped over the top as he hums along to some old Zeppelin track. You’re supposed to be navigating, but the map is nowhere in sight. You’ll have to give directions to Dean soon.

“Where’d you put the map?” you ask, leaning over to rifle through his duffle bag on the floor. “How do you manage to find anything in here?” You grumble. 

Dean glances at you, smirking. “It’s called organization, sweetheart. Try looking in the side pocket.”

“You’re hilarious,” you deadpan, unzipping the bag. But as you dig around, your fingers brush against something solid and foreign. You pull it out, blinking in surprise. “A Polaroid camera?”

Dean glances at it briefly before turning his attention back to the road. “Oh, yeah. Found that in the bunker last week. Thought I’d bring it along. Ya’ know, for kicks.”

“You, of all people, brought a camera?” you tease, holding it up. “What, planning on documenting your greatest hits?”

Dean smirks. “You kidding? With my face? Every picture’s a masterpiece.” You laugh, shaking your head. “Go on, take a picture,” he says, throwing you a quick glance. “Might as well get my good side while you’ve got the chance.”

“You only have one side, Winchester,” you quip, lifting the camera and aiming it at him.

Dean grins, the kind of grin that’s all cocky charm and a little bit dangerous. “You saying I’m perfect, sweetheart?”

“Don’t flatter yourself,” you reply in a mumble, but your grin betrays you as you hit the button.

Click.

The camera whirs, spitting out the film. You wave it in the air, watching the image develop. Dean glances over, curious.

“Let me see,” he says, holding out a hand.

“Eyes on the road!” you scold, tucking the photo against your chest. “You’ll see it later.”

He chuckles, shaking his head. “Bet it’s my best one yet.”

You roll your eyes, but your stomach flips slightly when you glance at the photo again. He’s mid-grin, sunlight catching his profile just right, and for a second, you forget to breathe.

“Your turn,” Dean says, breaking the moment.

“What?” Dean grabs the camera from your lap with one hand, holding it up as he keeps the other on the wheel. “Dean, you can’t take a picture while driving!”

“Relax,” he says, glancing over at you. His grin softens, just a little. “C’mon, give me that smile.”

You shake your head, trying to look annoyed, but he’s got that way of getting under your skin. Before you can stop yourself, you’re smiling anyway.

“Atta girl,” he murmurs, and then—

Click.

The flash blinds you for a second, and you groan. “If we crash and die, I swear I’ll haunt your ass.”

Dean just grins, glancing at the developing photo before sliding it into his shirt pocket. “Trust me, sweetheart, dying would be worth it if it means I get to keep this shot.”

You narrow your eyes at him, trying to ignore the heat creeping up your neck. “You’re such a dork.”

“And you’re gorgeous,” he shoots back smoothly, not missing a beat. His eyes flick over to you for just a second, like he’s daring you to say something. “But you already knew that.”

Your pulse jumps and you bite your lip, trying to not give him the satisfaction, but yeah—your heart’s totally doing flips. You lean forward, reaching for the camera. “Yeah, right.” 

Dean’s smirk just gets wider, and for a second, you swear he’s got this magic power over you like he can make you feel like the most alive person in the world with just a look. “Wanna take the camera?” he asks, and his grin turns a little mischievous. “Come on, sweetheart. I’m all yours. Take your best shot.”

For a split second, you freeze, but then you snap out of it, snatching the camera from his hands with a smirk of your own. “Give me that. Let’s see how photogenic you are when you’re flustering like an idiot.”

“Fluster?” Dean scoffs, holding the camera just out of your reach. “Sweetheart, I don’t fluster. I smolder.”

You roll your eyes, leaning closer as you try to grab it, and Dean doesn’t move away. His gaze flicks to yours, lingering for a beat longer than necessary. The air between you shifts, the playful tension crackling like static.

“You want the camera?” he says, his voice dropping to that gravelly tone that always makes your heart skip. “Take your shot, sweetheart. I’m all yours.”

You freeze for just a second, recomposing yourself. And then, with a laugh, you snatch the camera from his hand.

“Keep talking, Winchester,” you say, aiming it at him again. “This time, I’ll catch you looking stupid.”

Dean chuckles, and the sound is like a challenge in itself. “Oh, you’ll have to try harder than that. I don’t do dumb—I do hot.”

You narrow your eyes, feeling a rush of heat. “Sure, Dean. Sure you do.”

You catch him looking at you from the corner of your eye, and your heart skips. The way his lips curl, the way his eyes flicker… he’s definitely got you exactly where he wants you.

[corrodedbisexual]

Steve's sprawled across the couch watching a movie and doesn't react at first to the movement on the opposite side of it; he's so used to Eddie fidgeting all the time, even in his sleep, that he barely notices anymore. But then, there's the unmistakable weight and warmth of his boyfriend crawling across his body, and Eddie's face in his peripheral vision finally makes Steve turn and look.

Okay, well, that's a new one. But it's Eddie Munson, so pretty much every day there's something new.

Steve raises an eyebrow at the boy's face looming above him, grinning around a gummy worm dangling from his teeth.

"What?"

Eddie mumbles something unintelligible around the candy; the only part Steve can make out is the final 'oh fuck' as sugary spit starts running down Eddie's chin, and he has to rip the gummy out of his teeth and wipe his mouth with a sleeve.

Steve chuckles and shakes his head fondly. He's way too far gone, because it's just endearing when it should, probably, be off-putting.

"I brought you a worm," Eddie finally says clearly, his mouth free. "Get it?"

Steve just continues to stare at him, both eyebrows raised now. Eddie rolls his eyes.

"I'm courting you? Like, bird-style? You're supposed to accept my worm if you like me."

Steve bursts out laughing; he can't help it.

"Courting me? Eds, we've been dating for six months."

Eddie sighs, his smile turning sheepish as he starts moving away.

"Uh... You know what, never mind, t'was stupid—"

"Nonono, babe, get back here," Steve interrupts him, still chuckling, and grabs the front of Eddie's shirt to tug him back in. "Come on, I'll gladly accept your worm."

With a nearly blinding grin, Eddie shoves the gummy back between his teeth and leans in. Steve leans forward a bit and gingerly takes it with his teeth, their lips brushing briefly. As Steve chews through the sour-sweet gummy, his boyfriend giggles above him, eyes sparkling.

"You liiike me, then."

"I love you, you dork," Steve points out to him, unable to stop grinning now.

"Well, yeah, but now I also know you'd like me if we were birds."

"Oh yeah. I bet your mating dance would win me over right away, too."

Steve was absolutely prepared for Eddie to take the bait, and yet he's still in stitches from laughing as his boyfriend pushes himself to his feet and starts dancing around the couch, flapping his arms and making loud chirping noises.

Bird Steve would certainly be swooning. Human Steve just keeps falling harder every day.