#queue it up

[iooiu]

teens being teens

[swan2swan]

I know "Images you can hear" is a thing, but do you ever find images you can feel?

[guardian-angle22]

TK/Carlos + Touch

↳ 4.18 In Sickness and In Health

[goatyuuji]

you all thought i am not serious about jjk x hamilton didn't you...

[imekasf]

In Celebration of Watcher's 5th Anni, here are my Top 5 Shows! Honestly, 3-5 could all be moved around, as I love them equally, but the top two are solid for me, especially number 1. I just really love pie and chandeliers, okay?

[onthewaytosomewhere]

so a smutty new years firstprince bit for y'all under the cut (cuz i'm a sap lolz)

The room is quiet, save for the faint crackle of a fire in the corner and the distant hum of music from the party they decided to skip out of early. Alex lies beneath Henry, his breath hitching as their bodies move together in perfect rhythm. The golden glow of the moonlight through the window bathes them in warm light, every shadow accentuating the curve of Henry’s shoulders, the sweep of Alex’s chest, the way their fingers trace each other’s skin. They bailed on the celebration early—not because Alex didn’t want to be there, counting down with their friends, but because he wanted this more. Henry, here with him, naked in his bed, if he still could call it that, but it was the bed they used when they stayed—and tonight, one last New Year's Eve with his mom in office. Henry leans down, his forehead brushing Alex’s, his breath warm against his lips. “Happy almost New Year, love,” he whispers, voice soft but steady. His touch slow, deliberate, every movement filled with intention. Alex arches into him, his hands finding Henry’s back, fingers pressing into skin, grounding himself in the sensation of Henry’s presence, the weight of him, the steady rhythm of his hips—the way Henry feels as he fucks into Alex one last time this year. Outside, fireworks begin to thud and crackle in the distance, their faint bursts painting shifting colors on the walls. Henry matches their tempo instinctively, his focus unwavering. He shifts, his hand sliding between them to find Alex’s cock, his touch precise, making Alex gasp as heat floods his veins. The world outside fades. It’s just them, here, now. Their movements are unhurried and intentional, as if they’re trying to make this moment last forever—or at least into the new year. The city outside has erupted in celebration, but Alex hears only the sound of Henry’s soft voice murmuring his name and feels only the sure, grounding connection of Henry’s touch, their bodies perfectly in sync. Fireworks explode in the distance, crescendos of light and sound, as Henry works his cock, and it's all he needs to fall over the edge, his ass squeezing around Henry's cock as he pushes in and follows Alex. Alex’s heart races, his breath caught in his throat as everything within him unfurls into warmth and light. Henry leans down, pressing a tender kiss to his temple, and Alex smiles, pulling him closer. “Happy New Year,” Alex whispers, his voice barely audible but heavy with emotion. Henry smiles against his skin. “Happy New Year,” he says, his tone full of quiet certainty. In this moment, in this place, Alex feels whole, their love steady and unshakable, carrying them into the promise of a new year together. One where they’re engaged, and everyone knows.

[gildedmuse]

Look, I don't ship it so it's difficult for me to say with complete certainty...

But....

This is definitely how every Kid x Law fic ends, right?

[sapphiccyanide]

[maddisonjxizani]

[sparkleburger]

Apparently it’s my 10 year anniversary on Tumblr 😱

[cornmazehater]

never exactly thought i would sit in my room and stare into a dark corner while thinkin about my life choices but that has happened wayyy too much since 2020

[swan2swan]

The same three faces, united on one screen...

[guardian-angle22]

↳ requested by @ladytessa74

[goatyuuji]

Saw a comment saying “love is the most twisted curse of them all” but for Megumi and Yuji it was the greatest “blessing”…. Good night

[thewolflingofnoldor]

literally me talking to my dog and horses about my OC lore that my sister doesn’t give a sh*t about.

Honestly be pretentious as fuck about the stuff you create. Do a press release for your fanfic updates. Do a Q&A about your webcomic. Make fake merch designs for your OCs. Commission "official" book covers. Very few of us will ever get to a stage where something we've created Makes It Big but even if you have an audience of 5 people plus a shoelace fucking indulge yourself and pretend!! It's the only way to live!!

[onthewaytosomewhere]

ganked ffrom insta cuz well some peeps might need to hear it