#cap.txt

[spacebuck]

this is just. something. don't mind me

A thick thigh comes up, presses up against Jiaoqiu, gives him something to rub against and he does. His heat is taking root now that it’s being given the space to, and getting back to his rooms is going to be difficult, but nothing – nothing – could make him let go of Moze now. His hips flex, quick and jerky, grinding down on the heat of Moze’s thigh. The other bites at his lip, his chin, down to his throat as Jiaoqiu struggles to catch his breath.

“Tell me,” Moze murmurs against his throat, hands sliding down Jiaoqiu’s sides, tugging up his neatly pressed shirt, burrowing under the fabric. “How bad is it?”

A shuddering breath. “I can think, still. Just. I-if I get the edge off…” He trails off to focus on shaking his claws loose of Moze’s coat, shoving one hand down the back of his shirt instead to dig into skin. “I’ll be able to get to our rooms.” Another breath, slower, deeper as he rubs his nose against Moze’s cheek, up to his hairline. Scenting, taking him in, iron and leather and the tang of sweat. He drags his tongue over a patch of skin, lets it settle on his tongue, shudders as Moze retaliates with an upward jerk of his leg.

“Then-take,” Moze murmurs, one hand strokes over the base of his tail, tugs – not hard, but enough and it shakes a sound free from behind Jiaoqiu’s clenched teeth, behind the facade that’s starting to drop. Heat pools in his belly, wet and warm, dripping – he’s dripping, can feel it against his skin already.

Moze doesn’t linger, hand ruffling fur once more before sliding lower, tucking under the waistband of Jiaoqiu’s pants, into his underwear. The leather glove is a hot brand stroking down over his ass, seeking, finding slick and heat. It sends a shudder down Jiaoqiu’s spine, a soft whine slipping free. He hitches one leg over Moze’s hip, tongue running over his teeth. 

[clericandpaladin]

Now wait a damn minute .....

tldr: byler

are they fr ?? like deadass? my jaw fucking dropped when I saw this cause I remember the s4 hose scene like

The two hoses are Will and el. Because even though mike is bonding with el and filling the pool for her, he's doing it to Find will!

He's also probably conflicted, or even projecting the feelings he has from Will onto el, which would explain why everyone keeps reminding the audience in s1 that el doesn't look like a "normal girl" and is masculinized with her shaved head to the point of being mistaken for a boy by characters multiple times.

So.. what do you think this means?

like. let's assess this.

there's one hose. At this point, I feel it either represents mike wants to leave eleven like the pizza scene suggests, or that will is obfuscating his feelings through el (so the two hoses become one since mike doesn't know the truth about the painting) It's notable to me that Will framed in front of the sink, and that the hose scene cuts directly to his face from the bottom of the tub.

Additionally, there's steps to get down into the tub which makes me feel like this could be a visual metaphor for mike falling for will, accepting his emotions and letting the water, aka his feelings, rise.

I just am Thinking about these hoses man

[kiingcapone]

idk if tumblr knew but there is in fact a furry convention and SPN convention in the same hotel this very weekend. love the reports i’ve been getting

[theydjarin]

A lil tipsy and in the mood to make some mutuals so like this post if u feel like we should be friends :3

[clapricorn]

i have a date with a sarcastic and charming capricorn man tomorrow 👀

[bucky-barnes-deserved-better]

Lena Luthor WOULD NEVER sell her science to the government

[cloakandfang]

Bucky, if you’re out there... Merry Christmas. The snow today reminds me of those times we spent in Times Square, wandering around in the early morning hours, admiring the peace of the sleepy city.

I miss you, Bucky.

I hope you’re okay.

[carated-blog]

i need a nice warm toned icon to match these aesthetic posts but i’m too lazy to find one

[spacebuck]

You know what I'm feeling wordsy I haven't done this in a fuckin age but. Have a snip.

There’s a smudge of red on the other’s knuckles, across one of the steely plates of his abdomen. Argenti knows it’s not Boothill’s. Knows the other bleeds blue. “What, pray tell, did they do to deserve a galaxy ranger on their tail?” it’s not a question he should ask, but he does anyway – their missions are their own, not quite opposed but different in their paths to a similar end.

The glint in Boothill’s grey eyes is calculating, a flash of red rippling over the iris before fading away to black again. The ranger tips his head, cocks one hip out in an exaggerated gesture. “If I told ya they annoyed me?”

A bluff. Boothill is unpredictable, chaotic, but not cruel. “I would remind you that lies darken the heart and mark the soul. You are not a liar, Ranger Boothill.” The weight of his name is heavy on Argenti’s tongue, in a way unique to this ranger. His words shake a laugh out of the other, though – one that’s rusty, sharp. Discordant, yet – beautiful. He doesn’t say that – that’s an argument they’ve had before. He sends a quick prayer to Idrilla, though wherever THEY are leaves THEM no time to respond. THEIR hand is in all things, even this, pushing him into the path of the ranger once more.

[clericandpaladin]

oh she is . The cat in the cage. Ohhh okay that makes me want to tear my teeth out

[kiingcapone]

might be getirng into the last of us in the year of our lord 2023. stay tuned

[theydjarin]

can anyone help me find that meme/twitter thread that's like "why does he dress like this in california heat" and everyone in the replies like "trans"

[thesoldiersystem-blog]

i fully endorse punching nazis right in their god damn mouths. if you ever get the chance to punch a nazi i'll be proud of you.

[clapricorn]

ladies guess a man’s myers briggs type and his rising sign he’ll think you snapped

[bucky-barnes-deserved-better]

Emily Prentiss and Bucky Barnes mean everything to me

[cloakandfang]

Oh, gods. Bucky, where are you? I miss you. It’s been too long.