#sexy in overalls

[carharttme]

Smokin’ hot in her skinny pinstripe bibs!

[tricoufamily]

just some ivy league kids trying to figure out necromancy

[aurabirds]

Good morning to the most beautiful man in One Piece 🌸

[basketofbees]

Current favorite outfit

[rorja]

pirate!suguru is a man who easily commands attention.

his name echos on the lips on children, stuffed dangerously close to the edge of searocks, in plein water — risking so just to take a peek of the legendary ship he owns.

the women of the village, even though tired and with fingers all shriveled from washing linen on the shore, try their best of luck. walking amongst the folks on the streets, holding their wicker baskets and their heads low to not meet strangers eyes. their whispering close to themselves with a hand in front of their mouths.

suguru walks, as if the bath of the onlookers on the main square is nothing more than droplets amidst the salty air kissing his skin in the early morning. as if tales about his birthright place amongst the many sons and daughters of the olympus have not been widely spread throughout the small village. and it’s frustrating. infuriating.

you envy the sea. to have birthed such a dutiful son, to be the one who’s solely holding his heart.

because suguru looks like a god — something divine that could only come from the finest of paintings, but he always has been so. from the days he used to sport an haircut perhaps too uneven, gotten from the only pair of scissors that could be found in the third drawer of the kitchen. from the bun he would tie his hair in, on days he would run between the freshly washed linen and big, colorful skirts of many dancers on the main square amidst the village’s main festivities.

you watch him from afar, wondering if the people who now blushed at his mere presence remember the kid he used to be. the one with a tooth missing and some bruises on his knees because of clumsiness.

(the one who always held your hand— guiding you through a labyrinth of salt and sheets hung to dry. scattered kisses from the sea drying somewhere between your small toes and ankles.)

you wonder if he still cling to the memories of sunsets and handmade seashells necklaces— all of what remains of a youth that resurface every time when his name is mentioned, or when the moon hangs lonely in the deep sky.

but he doesn't. in your heart, you can feel this answer growing louder like the sole of his footwear on sand. jewelry tingling, dancing under the warm rays of the sun altogether with the one too many knives hidden in his bizzarre and dirty clothes.

(he chose the sea. he chose the sea, leaving you behind.)

suguru walks, never once turning back to mourn the life he had bargained for his freedom. he belongs to the sea. and it's painfully visible in his stance, in the white crystals among his hair, in his longing eyes.

the grip around the seashell on your necklace tighten. suguru left you behind— and yet, you can't help but fall for the ghost of this stranger once again.

a/n : don't ask me what is this...... i literally have no idea..... i just had a vision and ran with it TT

[daydreamerwonderkid]

Dick being a sex symbol isn't an issue for me.

It's the extreme mischaracterization that happens when DC hypersexualizes him that bothers me.

[carharttme]

[teddybeartoji]

Nanami demands eye contact during sex

just saying

OH ONE HUNDREDDDD PERCENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! always has a gentle hand on your jaw in order to keep you from turning away from him and if you try to close your eyes, he's brushing his nose against yours while begging for you to look at him again😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

[raapija]

THEY PUT HIM HIGHER AGAIN

[d469son-beautifulboiz2]

[berlingotesque]

Little dump of some of my old dusty drawings and a lil doodle I made of my boys.

[christiangeistdorfer]

ELIO DE ANGELIS, 1985

[carharttme]

Milly is cuter than cute in her bibs!

[nonnudeview]

Daisy Ridley

[artintimages]

[darkdavina69]

The fit for the Kid LAROI concert tonight