#but if not. i GUESS i can do it

[johnslittlespoon]

really really want to see curt dp with Bucky and gale <333 like curt is riding gale and Bucky comes up behind curt and slides right in next to gale and curt is struggling to breath and they all have to stop moving because they’re all so overwhelmed <333 AHHHHHHHH

picturing gale laying on his back, gripping curt's hips as curt rides him, curt feeling john's hand on the small of his back before he slides it up to press between his shoulder blades, pushing him down until his cheek is against gale's chest.

feels john blanket himself against his back, running firm hands up the backs of his thighs, pulling back to knead at his ass while he watches him idly rock back on gale's dick. and then john slips his thumb in next to gale, just to see curt's reaction, pleased when the prettiest sigh falls from his lips, always a little fiend for a challenge.

and so he takes his time, works him open, adding fingers as gale sweats with the effort to be still beneath curt before john decides curt can take him too. the way curt would moan so whorishly when he feels john so very slowly push into him alongside gale's cock, hands coming up to grip gale's arms, gale rumbling beneath him at the impossibly tight pressure as curt clenches around both of them.

all of them feeling like john's never gonna bottom out with how slow he has to move, knowing curt loves the stretch but not wanting to push him, almost growling when his hips finally brush against curt's ass, fully sinking into him. the way they'd all moan in unison at the sensation, all tangled limbs and shaky hands and hair curling from sweat, the jumble of curses and groans when john starts to move.

curt's flushed face against gale's chest, gale's hand petting his hair, curt full–body–trembling through it all, cock leaking against gale's stomach, feeling so full and so close to his sweet boys. john pressed hot against his back, gently rocking in and out of him, both of them handling curt so carefully until the slow tight movements build up to them coming inside of him, curt whining at the way they fill him up, spilling untouched all over his and gale's stomachs and chests.

both of them praising him so much, easing out of him so gently, cleaning him up and giving him so much attention. sweet kisses and hair pets and tight secure arms holding him between the two of them as they all relax, exhausted, content. <3

[thisisalovestry]

file -> phrases that are going to shift something in me forever

[icewindandboringhorror]

(also feel free in the tags to clarify Why you made the choice you made!! :0c)

[12neonlit-stage]

you're allowed to discuss and work together, reblog for a higher sample size or something

You have 1 week, good luck!

[artsymeeshee]

Felt a need to draw hugs (thinking about sea grunks has made me extra emotional :’))

[aluminumneedles]

I'm knitting in the corner at a party

and guys my age stop by to tell me I remind them of their aunt, of their grandmother. This is a compliment and I take it as such. They confess to having tried crochet once, and I smile. They get back in line for the bathroom.

I'm knitting in the corner at a party and a queer woman sits on the floor next to me, arranges her skirt, and smiles up at me. (I try not to blush.) She asks me all the questions on her mind about my craft and I answer them, hands still moving. We swap yarn sources. She doesn't stay, but she knows where to find me.

I'm knitting in the corner at a party and everyone knows where to find me when they need a minute, when socializing is too much and the music is too loud and they need to catch their breath. They pretend to be checking in on me, which is sweet, but I can see the relief in their eyes the moment they stop performing for a house full of people. They sit down and tell me things and all the while they never take their eyes off my hands.

The party has wound down and I'm still knitting and the hosts, two guys in their twenties, thank me for "helping to curate the vibe." I had no idea that's what I was doing. I leave the party having forgotten to drink anything and without that woman's number but with many rows added to my top-down raglan sweater. I call it a night, and a good one.

[rooniearts]

Knuckles "The Fun Uncle" the Echidna, everyone

[twisting-in-wonderland]

'Yuu!'

[kinerxy]

was bored at work so i made a collage

[awriterandabird]

i made this fuckass table in spore [2008]

[themilkiestbread]

my thoughts during the 3.0 quest

also phaidei nation where you at???? did not expect to ship these two so hard but they're giving me so much brainrot we love our dumb jock rival boyfriends

[akanemnon]

So THAT'S how they did it! I'm sure that will have no major implications at AAAAALLLLLL...

FIRST - PREVIOUS - NEXT

MASTERPOST (for the full series / FAQ / reference sheets)

[paracosmicka]

have doodle lol

functionally, i am alive, emotionally?? idk about that work has me crying almost everyday now chat idk if i can do this anymore

[catboy-beckett]

Kim Kitsuragi is a fascinating character because there's not that much fun or interesting or compelling about him. And yet somehow over the course of playing Disco Elysium the game rewires your fucking brain around him. He's the middest man you've ever seen in both appearance and personality but at some point he says something kind to you or something critical of you and you feel like you just got hit by a truck and you need his approval like you need oxygen and like how tf did this happen. what are you

[catmask]

does anyone have like an anti aesthetic. like something you look at and can recognize as a complete fashion/interior design/artistic movement and understand it but it makes you shudder seeing it. i am not talking like “its morally bad” “its poorly structured” like just sheerly devoid of joy for you actually invites a repulse response.