#listen. i think he’s into that ok.

[withclawandvine]

just had a thought please bear with me…. 

Your coworker’s garishly fancy wedding was more fun than you thought it would be. Drink tickets were expensive, but the liquor was top shelf and had kept you floating, cheerful and comfortable, throughout the entire night.

But it was hard to say if that was really because of the martinis or if it was just Eijirou and that smile of his that made your head spin. He had a way of making it impossibly easy to be happy, even in your fancy cocktail dress and pinchy shoes.

You were happier still to be stumbling through the apartment door with him, tipsy and giggling.

As soon as he secures the deadbolt, Eijirou drops into a crouch and guides your foot to rest on his thigh. Big fingers fumble a little with the dainty buckle at your ankle. His look of intense concentration breaks into a victorious grin as your heel is guided off of your aching foot. Eijirou takes a minute to dig his thumbs into the arch before switching feet.

This time, he kisses your ankle, right on the welt from the leather strap. His lips travel up your calf until he reaches your knee, the hem of your dress. Eijirou squeezes your thighs once, his fingers digging into your flesh with a little desperation, before he gathers your skirt in his fists.

“Been dyin’ to see what’s under this dress —” he trails off as he rises, pulling the dress over your head as he goes. “— all night.” 

But when the satin in his hands falls to the floor, he just blinks at you, his brain slow to process what he’s looking at. Fabric, a few shades off your true skin tone and a bit dingy with age, clings tightly to your thighs and hips and waist, rolling down a little beneath your bra. 

You laugh, striking a pinup pose, “Sexy, huh?”  

Eijirou steps back into your space, hooks a finger under the material and pulls a little then lets it snap back to your thigh. Very seriously — and a bit hoarsely — he says, “Yeah.” 

You can’t help but snort up at him, which makes him redden, suddenly boyish. “ ’M serious. I think everything you wear is sexy.” 

“I know,” you say. And the funny part is: You actually do.

These spanx are old and probably half a size too small and quite possibly the ugliest thing in your dresser, but could say the same of your favorite bleach-stained joggers or the holey cutoff shirt you have to wear a sports bra under if you want to go in public. And they had also been met with the same hot-blooded wonderment as a slinky black dress or scraps of delicate red lace.

The same look he’s giving you now as he peels off the undergarment, restoring your natural shape and all the little lines and divots now embossed into it. A tender thumb traces one on your ribcage. 

“Then why’re you laughin’ at me?”

“I’m sorry. You’re just…” helplessly turned on by spandex and clearly a little embarrassed about it. So easy to read, and my favorite book. “I just love you.”

[hinamie]

thank u canon plant nerd megumi for my life

bonus:

[keferon]

“Mistakes on mistakes until” ch 69 spoilers below!

Ahahahahahahah here I go again

Mistakes on mistakes until until I can draw Jazz with my eyes closed

I woke up, checked my phone, woke up for real and decided that whatever plans I had for this day yeah no they can wait a little bit kfkgnfk

Also. Consider listening this while reading. Or don't who am I to tell you what to do~

[longelk]

some more Inscryptions drawn as Flight Risings :)

part 1

[shima-draws]

I'm rewatching GF since the whole world seems to be into it right now (thank you Alex and the Book of Bill) and AGHHH I FORGOR about the body swap episode when the twins find the secret room and Stan picks up Ford's glasses and later we see him sitting on the couch looking at them wistfully...

Shut up shut UP that's NOT okay

[hawkinasock]

🥺

[cloudpalettes]

i reach my hand out to the scorching sun

[greencarnation]

eleven is fascinating to me because he came right off the back of tens horrible traumatic breakdown after he lost everything and he immediately tried to establish himself as the opposite of that. he is funny and goofy and almost childlike, and he bulldozes on in his adventures with amy like nothing happened at all. but then something happens and his masks slips and it's like oh! the core of this man is still anger. he is so so angry all of the time and this façade is the only thing stopping him from being consumed by it. he isn't over any of it and he hasn't moved on. he is wearing a fez and laughing but under that all that exists is age old anger and grief and it is going to consume him

[pennumbra]

Let him frolic

[hinamie]

*catboys ur shounen protag*

[milktea-grn]

st. andrews

[giddlygoat]

mario + peach is such a good ship istg they’re so good. straight ship so good it feels gay

[opens-up-4-nobody]

The x-files jersey devil picture is so precious to me

[sexy-sapphic-sorcerer]

jesus fuck the BBC4 Sherlock Holmes radio dramas are gay

I mean, I heard Mary accuse Watson of marrying her "under false pretence" while his heart belongs to Holmes

I heard Holmes and Watson reciting Tristan and Isolde to each other about "existing only in each other, wrapped in love"

but Watson being so scared to tell Holmes that someone wrote a play about him where he's straight! "you're not angry? it's hardly in character"

insane. hilarious. iconic.

[c10v3r]

the yuri harvest is yuriful this year!

[xxplastic-cubexx]

was talking to my brother the other day after i rewatched dark phoenix and he was like 'why is everyone so mean to charles in this movie?? were they always this mean to him ?? is it cause he's bald now- he lost his pretty privilege??' and i fear i havent recovered