#tw bathroom

[random-fun-polls]

do you immediately have to go to the bathroom after eating?

yes, with all/most foods

yes, but only with gluten, dairy, or both

yes but i'm not sure what causes it

yes, for some other identified reason/cause

sometimes, but only with gluten, dairy, or both

sometimes, but i'm not sure what causes it

sometimes, for some other identified reason/cause

not usually, but it's happened to me once or twice

this has never happened to me before

other/nuance

[entity9silvergen]

Trans guys be like I could pee in that urinal if I wanted to

[yuyu-finale]

two bros chillin in the bathroom

[laughyoudrecognize]

The way I have to pee again but can’t go for another 2 hours because they randomly decided to do more construction without warning and the water is shut off for 3 hours. I’m only 1 hour in and I gotttaaa gooooo

[i-3at-s0ap]

BUG AHEAD!

Meet my little bathroom friend Claudia! She is a bathroom moth fly (aka Clogmia albipunctata) and she is so cute!!!!! She is a member of the Diptera order meaning she is a true fly, even though she is fuzzy like a moth. All these photos were taken by me :D

[nerikgalaxy]

DO IT

IT’S THE ONLY WAY

[sheloveshersunglassesafterdark]

Me in autistic burnout struggling with intrusive thoughts in a public bathroom:...

The child being excessively loud whos parent did not take them to the family restroom:

[gojoest]

you wonder why your cunt is often soaked with his cum when you wake up in the mornings—parts of it already leaked out, smeared and sticky between the inner of your thighs. you would know if your husband satoru fucked you in your sleep, you would’ve felt it, he is that big. but the truth is, as you soon find out, that he has a secret little thing, a morning ritual if you will, regarding that achy hardness in his boxers upon waking up he likes to involve you in, bc otherwise the relief is not that sweet. so, he strokes himself when you sleep still, his head slightly dipped in your cunt—holding back, but barely, from thrusting deep inside you—as he carefully works the load in his balls out, and inside you….why would he waste it after all when you’re right there beside him

[opens-up-4-nobody]

Hewwo?

[bigmrfisch]

Boom!!

Calvin jump scare!

[canyourlawnmowerdothis]

the guilt in your throat like you swallowed a bone

[one-time-i-dreamt]

I set my mom's bathroom sink on fire and Twilight Sparkle got mad at me.

[matchalovertrait]

A magical moment shared with her favorite animal 🧡

Transcript

Dulce: Holy... shit...

Dulce: Hey there little buddy. You and I have a lot in common, you know?

Dulce: ...Can I sing for you?

[Dulce sings, holding a note for once in her life.]

[The curious fox sings along.]

Dulce: Wow... is this real life?

Dulce: You have to leave now? Okay, goodbye.

Dulce: Thanks for singing with me.

[nerikgalaxy]

SAW

happy 20th anniversary

I love this movie from the bottom of my heart❤️‍🔥and Lawrence and Adam are both so lovely forever

I am so so glad to meet saw fandom and so wonderful people in this anniversary year!! THANK YOU so much every one is always kind and fun.

I have many ideas for this memorial painting and many of them are so dark or emotional. but finally I decided that I want to celebrate this wonderful movie very happily! and I wanted them to be happy and having really fun, actually I always hope so anyway,

with a lot of love!!!!!

thank you!saw much!

[aventurineswife]

The music pulsed like a living heartbeat in the dimly lit club, neon lights cutting through the haze of cigarette smoke and perfume. Aventurine leaned against the bar, his ever-present confident grin lighting up his face as he toyed with the edge of his glass. The night was young, and so were the dreams of the crowd, but none of that mattered to him tonight. The allure of risk, the thrill of chance—it all paled in comparison to you.

You stood a few feet away, your eyes scanning the room, your movements effortless but magnetic. It was no accident he’d invited you tonight; Aventurine always had a plan, even if he pretended to let fate play its hand. His gaze locked onto yours as the bass dropped, and his smile widened.

“Care to dance?” he asked, his voice smooth and teasing as he closed the distance between you.

“Who even dances at parties anymore?” you replied, raising an eyebrow but unable to hide the small smirk tugging at your lips.

Aventurine chuckled, tilting his head as if considering the question. “Then let’s do something no one else is doing.” He extended his hand, his gold rings catching the light.

Curiosity got the better of you, and you followed him, weaving through the throng of people until you reached a quieter corner. Not the dance floor, not even a VIP lounge—Aventurine didn’t care for obvious choices. Instead, he slipped into the bathroom, pulling you in with him before locking the door.

“What are you—”

Your words were cut off as his lips met yours, warm and insistent, the faint taste of champagne lingering on his tongue. It wasn’t a kiss meant to seduce—it was messy, uncalculated, full of adrenaline. His hands cupped your face, his thumbs brushing over your cheekbones as if grounding himself to the moment.

The club's muffled chaos seemed worlds away, but Aventurine thrived on the thrill of the forbidden. Between kisses, he whispered against your lips, “You have no idea how much I wanted this.”

The thought of someone walking in, catching the two of you, seemed to electrify him. It wasn’t just rebellion—it was the gamble, the razor’s edge of risk Aventurine loved so much. And yet, as his lips moved to your jawline, trailing warmth down your neck, it felt like you were the one holding all the cards.

Your fingers tangled in his hair, tugging lightly, and his breathing hitched. With a grin that was as daring as it was tender, Aventurine grabbed your waist, lifting you effortlessly onto the cool bathroom counter. The edge pressed into your thighs, but the discomfort was quickly forgotten as his lips found yours again, his hands sliding to your hips, holding you steady as if he didn’t trust himself to stop.

“Do you always chase danger like this?” you murmured, the words half-breathed between kisses.

He pulled back just enough to look into your eyes, his smirk returning. “Only when the stakes are worth it.”

His thumb brushed along your lower lip, his gaze lingering on your face as if he were memorizing every detail. The locked door remained unopened, the risk only a tease this time. But Aventurine’s touch, his gaze, and the way he whispered your name made it feel as though he was betting everything on you—like he was betting on you to break his rules, and maybe, just maybe, his heart.

[Inspired by]

[dreveel]

Blood Bath Powder p2; {Credit}