#i don't even know

[where-the-tumbleweed-plays]

[maenjiro]

gojo? gojo.

sitting on gojo’s lap with just a skirt and no panties underneath and watching him have an aneurysm as he realizes that. gojo trying to keep his composure as he’s getting hard, the bulge in his pants hitting your naked cunt, “baby, where are your panties?” when you shrug with the most innocent face his grip on your hips tighten and his fingertips clutch you so tightly as if he needs it to keep himself sane and not fall down the abyss, but the only thing that will do is leave bruise on your skin. gojo just can't help pulling his cock out and make you ride him right here, heavy breaths and all escaping his mouth as you bounce on his cock leaking all over him.

[kimtaegis]

jimin clips that provide me with so much serotonin and love that it literally makes me tear up (part 1)

cr. namuspromised, 0613data

[chrrywvea]

loki: everybody lied to me when i got engaged

loki: being married is fucking great!

*drags a confused mobius into frame*

loki: there's a whole other person in my house-

mobius: good morning to you too-

loki: -and they love me!

[heyitsspaceace]

please enjoy some silly low quality ghost memes i made

there is now a part two!!! and a part three!!!

[feral-cryptidz]

I thought this was funny enough to post idk man

[winterhawkkisses]

It was a stumble and a tumble and a disorienting moment after waking, and Bucky didn't even fully open his eyes until Clint stopped, pulled him down into a couch, forced his hand in front of Lucky's mouth.

"Oh fuck," Clint breathed out, as a mist appeared on the metal, "oh thank fuck."

"What," Bucky said flatly, and Clint collapsed backwards onto his ass.

"He wasn't snoring," Clint said helplessly. "I thought he was dead."

"I - you -" Bucky was not remotely conscious enough to articulate all the idiot things about that. "And you needed my hand?"

"Always," Clint said, so casual, so honest. It settled in Bucky's chest.

"Jesus fucking Christ," he said, helpless and fond. "And you can hear Lucky from your room?"

"Mostly his snoring wakes me up," Clint said.

Alpine chirped a little greeting as her eyes slid open, stretching out from where she had settled on Lucky's side to sleep, and Bucky ran gentle fingers over the top of her tiny head.

"Maybe it's Alpine," he said, considering. "Now he's gotta sleep on his side, not starfished out on his back - and no one's dog sleeps like that, Clint, what the fuck - maybe that means he doesn't snore."

"Well shit," Clint said. "I guess you guys gotta move in, then."

It was the first night Bucky had stayed over. It was - Bucky didn't even know how to articulate all the idiot in that, and he couldn't do the first thing about swallowing down his grin.

"Guess we gotta," he said, helpless.

[aplaceinme]

It’s late at night and they are both lying in Buck’s bed, cuddling. The room would be completely dark if it weren’t for the light coming through the window. 

Buck is curled up against Tommy, tucked up beneath his chin, enjoying the feeling of Tommy’s fingers running softly through his hair. 

The silence is comfortable, and they are simply basking in the moment. Buck can’t remember the last time he felt so good and happy. But that’s just how Tommy makes him feel, how he has felt since that first world-changing kiss. 

Buck curls in a little closer, and props his chin on Tommy’s bare chest. 

Looking down at him, Tommy moves his hand away from Buck’s hair and gently places it in his jaw, with his thumb tracing Buck’s bottom lip. 

After releasing a shaky sigh, Buck presses a kiss into Tommy’s chest and then leaves a trail of soft kisses all along his collarbones, up to his neck and jawline. 

With his lips hovering millimetres away from Tommy’s, Buck tenderly asks him, 

“Can I keep you?”

“Only if I can keep you, sweetheart,” Tommy replies, smiling and looking at him adoringly. 

Feeling happy beyond belief, Buck leans down, closing the small distance between their lips, and they kiss passionately as if it is the last time that they will get to kiss each other. But as Tommy roams his hands over the muscles of Buck’s back and shoulders, pulling him closer to his body, Buck thinks that this, them together, might be for forever.

[finnbin]

silly meow meow

[legerescriptor]

I saw a post the other day, about how humans are indestructible. How nothing can stop us.

Shot in the arms? The breast? Even in the lungs or the head? Nothing we can't recover from.

Acid in the eyes or even burning alive? We're not dead yet. Not dead soon.

We can recover from basically anything if we have the willpower to do so and even with way less resources and medical aid than you might think.

And that's what we seem to be to other species. On a spaceship it's always the human that willingly goes into danger zone, because they very probably will survive about anything that would kill other species immediately.

Except for when a human comes back alive but not quite so. Sometimes a human comes back and just a few days later is getting sick. Some are coughing blood and some are just slowly losing energy, always needing more sleep, until they never wake up again.

Sometimes humans survive the battlefield, but die slowly later on and no one knows why. They seemed fine. They didn't even have an injury. They just... Slowly withered away. Very very slowly. And most of the time very very painful.

The tale of the indestructible human was just that. A tale. A myth. But it kept getting repeated. It kept getting told. Because it was interesting, unbelievable, heroic.

But the truth? It was gruesome, hard to hear and even harder to tell. It was a horror story. And worst of all: It was even harder to believe than the myth.

But then there was this day. A spaceship, alone, no help could reach them. Not fast enough. Something needed fixing. But there was radiation coming off it and all of the protective gear was damaged and no longer useable since the ship crashed into a meteor only a few days prior. Nothing too bad happened. Just the storage. The storage and with it all the gear in it.

And now they needed it, noone would survive the radiation. Noone except for maybe...

They asked the humans, there were two of them on the ship, and they were indestructible, right? Surely they could go and fix it. They could save them all.

When they approached them with their request, one immediately nodded, while the other looked shocked.

"You can't go in there."

"Of course, I can."

"You will die!"

Everyone in the room looked taken aback. Surely they wouldn't die? Humans didn't die. That's what everyone said.

The human indeed shook their head.

"I'll be fine. And we will all die if no one goes in there."

"Oh, please, don't. Don't do this. Don't sacrifice yourself."

"I have to."

"I'll come with you!"

"You absolutely will not."

"But- but you need help!"

"I don't. And you know that as well as I do. Stay here. I'll go." The human stood up and went to leave.

"I'll go! Instead of you!"

"No!" Fast. Loud. Fierce. "It"ll be me." They went away.

Their friend tugged on their arm and tried to convince them to stay, but they just shook off their arm.

The captain was worried. Why were they arguing?

"Nothing will happen to them. Humans are indestructible, after all. Am I right?"

They just looked at the captain with tears in their eyes and stormed off, in the other direction as their crewmate.

A few hours later the brave human came back from their mission. It was successful. Everything was done. And without so much of a scratch at the humans body. They congratulated them, praised them. Even their human friend came back and hugged them, tightly, with still teary eyes.

The next days the humans spent a lot of time in their rooms, scarcely coming out, the one praised as their hero not eating well. They became weaker, day by day, while their friend stayed at their side, holding their hand and talking to them, even while they were asleep.

Of course, the crew worried, but they still believed, it was just exhaustion. After all, it was a difficult mission. And they saved all of their lives. They deserved the rest.

Until one day they heard sobbing. When they opened the door, they saw the human, laying on their friends body. Their still warm body, but without breath in their lungs and without a beat in their heart.

They were dead. Impossible.

Humans are indestructible.

"No!" The other human cried out loud, when they tried to take the body away. When they tried to touch them, when they tried to understand what happened. They were not injured. So why did they-

For a week, the other human didn't leave the room. Didn't talk to anyone. Didn't eat.

Everyone was worried. Would they lose them too? Was something happening to the humans? Maybe they were sick? A sickness even they couldn't survive?

But this human came back. Looking paler and older than before. But they came back alive.

Only then the captain dared to ask. "When you said, they'd die. You-"

"I meant it. It killed them. They went in, because you asked them. But it killed them."

"But I thought-"

"We are not. We never were. But they let you believe. Because they wanted to save us."

"Why didn't you tell us? We would have never let them go in there."

"I couldn't."

"Why not?"

"Because it was either them or me."

[enjoy-my-swearing]

He finally escaped wip hell

[fluffyfangirl]

This is for @imactuallyreallycool dtiys - Pumpkin Byler! (It reminded me of those tiktok videos going round that are like "Don't forget to do a pumpkin head photoshoot with your bestie", so that's the vibe I was going for.)

[butterscotch-101]

Day 6: Road Trip

(for yesterday's prompt. I was too tired from a road trip as well)

(I hate drawing vehicles BAHA)

[stanfordsweater]

i think it's interesting to say that we don't see dean vulnerable often because, especially in the early seasons but continuing to the end of the show, i feel like we see him vulnerable all the time-- we're granted the gift of being the camera all those times he's close to tears, a stand-out example being in what is and what should never be when we see him on his knees crying over fake!john's grave, but there are many many other examples of him being very vulnerable/cracked-open to the audience that i feel people do a real disservice to by forgetting.

right off the bat we see him vulnerable in the pilot when he talks about pursuing john and sam reminds him he's going back to school:

where he has to take a second and remind himself that he doesn't get sam back, because sam has a life, and dean collects himself but won't even look at sam beyond a derisive glance when he says "i'll take you home."

what is this moment if not planting the seeds for when dean later says, in shadow, that what he really wants is sam with him and his family back together?

SAM: I mean, what are you gonna do when it’s all over? DEAN: It’s never gonna be over. There’s gonna be others. There’s always gonna be somethin’ to hunt. SAM: But there’s got to be somethin’ that you want for yourself— DEAN: Yeah, I don’t want you to leave the second this thing’s over, Sam. SAM: Dude, what’s your problem? DEAN: Why do you think I drag you everywhere? Huh? I mean, why do you think I came and got you at Stanford in the first place? SAM: ‘Cause Dad was in trouble. ‘Cause you wanted to find the thing that killed Mom. DEAN: Yes, that, but it’s more than that, man. You and me and Dad—I mean, I want us… I want us to be together again. I want us to be a family again. SAM: Dean, we are a family. I’d do anything for you. But things will never be the way they were before. DEAN: (sadly) Could be. SAM: I don’t want them to be. I'm not gonna live this life forever. Dean, when this is all over, you’re gonna have to let me go my own way.

and what is THIS moment if not dean being vulnerable? when he's reminded that the "something he wants for himself" is completely impossible because sam doesn't want it and dad left without a word by choice?

my best guess is that people don't read these moments as dean being vulnerable because he's turned away from sam-- in the pilot, he looks out the window and purses his lips and takes sam back to school. in shadow, he physically turns away from sam and grabs at the dresser and his expression shuts down when sam says no.

that doesn't mean that dean is necessarily angry or feeling possessive over sam, it's because dean can't show his vulnerability to sam (at this point in the show), because he has to be strong and he has to keep a lid on his problems or people die. deep down dean feels like wanting anything for himself is selfish and impossible. going back to what is and what should never be, that is the thesis of the entire episode: dean gets his deepest wish, and hundreds of people die. and he is broken over it.

DEAN All of them. Everyone that you saved, everyone Sammy and I saved. They're all dead. (...) It's like my old life is, is coming after me or something. Like it doesn't want me to be happy. Course I know what you'd say. Well, not the you that played softball but… "So go hunt the Djinn. He put you here, it can put you back. Your happiness for all those people's lives, no contest." Right? But why? Why is it my job to save these people? Why do I have to be some kind of hero? (begins to cry while talking) What about us, huh? What, Mom's not supposed to live her life, Sammy's not supposed to get married? Why do we have to sacrifice everything, Dad? (pause) It's… (Dean's lips tremble. Silence. We hear the sky rumbling. Tears begin to falls on DEAN's cheek.) Yeah…

but where my sam-as-POV theory about why people keep saying dean isn't vulnerable dies is that we see these moments, so how do other people interpret them? is it just a case of not remembering? do some people think i'm totally off-base with this?

[maximura]

Jung Wooyoung | Year Of The Dragon (2024)

[alexendree]

I was supposed to be studying, so instead I drew Odysseus doodles. He's just a silly little guy

He's just trying to get home

Odysseus trying on hats! He doesn't like a wizard hat.

He misses his old hat

Diomedes stole Odysseus' hat

Oh he likes the cowboy hat

He's so done with these hats