#the art was inspo-ed

[deonideatta]

In this time of drought and famine I offer you some Eden AU twiyor 🤲🏾

Based on this post by @lady-charinette!!

[coquetticca]

Try to prove me wrong, I dare you.

[bearforceone3]

red lantern guy rkgk

[amethystsoda]

laios and falin’s room layout 👀

[11oh1]

@slumpykev

[nico-olas]

i got high with a friend yesterday and it was so fun .We sat in a climbing frame and watched the stars and snails because there were so many because it was raining . We talked A LOT because we both like to talk...

[hellouniversehowareyou]

the soup is a metaphor

[teensytinyrina]

i don’t understand why i’m not skinny. i eat between 900-1200 cal a day without even trying. the days i eat over 1000 are binge days. i don’t even have think about restricting like this anymore so why the hell am i not skinny??

please send help i really don’t wanna fall back into eating like 400 cal a day that shit is addicting

[earthenorgan]

Evil, 1973

50 1/2 x 75 3/8 in

Screenprint by Ed Ruscha, displayed in a temporary exhibit in LACMA. Painted with the artist’s own blood on red satin.

[buggzy-wuggzy]

CREATURES.

toony little versions of my boyfriend and I

[amalia02diary]

I love how skinny her arms looks, and her back!

This is my dream body and one day I’ll be that girl, i promise to myself

I don’t own any of these images

[tangerinesunflowerlove]

Perfect

Synopsis : Can we stay there forever and ever ?

Genre : Fluff

Warnings : A partner taller than the narrator ; male partner. Except that, only softness.

Word count : 306

Published : June 2023

A/N : Inspired by the song Perfect - Ed Sheeran

We are on a hill that overlooks the city. The car is parked a few steps behind us. The sound of a seemingly distant sweet and gentle melody comes out of the radio and rocks us. It resonates further down the hill as the wind spreads the notes. All while we are admiring the landscape.

It is simply gorgeous, magnificent, breathtaking. Above us, the sky is a marvelous and luminous dark blue. Stars are scattered here and there. In front of us, the buildings stretch as far as the eye can see and become our horizon. Some houses are lit by an intense bulb. While our light comes from the stars and the fibril street lamp a few meters behind us. It tries, in vain, to illuminate the hill.

We are in our bubble, in our world. I am in his arms, he is in mine. Thinking about nothing, heads empty, just savoring the other’s presence.

His arms around my shoulders, his head tilted, his mouth next to my ear, kissing it, he whispers the lyrics to the song that is playing.

My arms are around his waist, holding him tenderly. I tighten them, trying to communicate my feelings through this embrace. I nest my head in his neck and delicately lay a kiss on the surface of his skin I can reach. His perfume fills my nostrils and becomes my oxygen.

The humid grass brushes and tickles our naked feet, while we start to dance carried by the music. One step to the left, one to the right. We swing at a steady pace as we get closer and closer, inexorably attracted to each other, like magnets.

A star shoots at an impressive speed across the sky. Seeing it, closing our eyes, we wish this fleeting precious moment apart from the world can be endless.

[foule-silencieuse]

breakfasts. my last lover convinced me that i should pursue recovery at least for the sake of my transition. ever since i’m committed to good food packed with proteins, especially in the morning. he’s back from where he came from now. i miss him and feel the need of his presence deeply. T4T is just the most healing type of relationships for me.

[dosay]

You can find lots of stuff here not just an@ stuff 💘

[portfoliovalentinamayoraz]

PH Sasha Nemes @valenmayoraz @tokyogucci