#ugh..............

[nepsah]

can u tell i don't draw backgrounds :')

OCtober day 5... now with color and a better look at Tsoji (left) w/Keii (right)

scene excerpt beneath the cut

You tuck the water bottle into the front of the shirt they have given you. You think it’s a shirt, anyway. It wraps around your body, ties at the waist, ends just below your hips. You are wearing another shirt beneath it of a different style. Close to the skin. You aren’t entirely comfortable with it, but neither are you going to mention that. These clothes are not the ones you pulled from the supply boxes Tsoji showed you from your pod. You aren’t sure where those ended up, but you’d prefer to wear them instead. It is easier to hide your form in them.

Water bottle secured, you take Tsoji’s hands with yours. The electric sensation of skin-on-skin contact courses up your arms, an electric bolt straight to the heart. No, to the brain? To both? You should be less sensitive to such things by now. Tsoji and Atsia are not stingy with their touch. Yet somehow, the simple act of holding onto his hands sets your nerves on edge to the near point of discomfort. You should not be touching other people so freely.

Oblivious to your turmoil, Tsoji guides you across the uneven ground to the tent. It is only now that you pay attention to it. Hard, but soft in patches. You are treading on green things. You stop abruptly - Tsoji nearly pulls you off balance.

“What’s wrong?” he asks. Concern radiates off of him - Atsia nearby pings back in return.

“Green,” you say as you nod at it. What’s the word again?

“It’s just grass. You have shoes on to protect you,” Tsoji says. He does not understand your concern, not really. He thinks you are worried about an allergic reaction.

“It’s alive?” you ask.

“Well, yes, but like I said, it’ll be fine.” Tsoji lightly tugs at your hands. Dimly, you are aware of others in the group taking note of this scene you are making. Curious gazes look you over, searchlights for what is wrong with you.

You do not want their attention. But it is such a marvel to you that they have things that are alive like this just… outside.

[kekisu]

tfw you try to for real date people but youre actually too aroace for this shit and you realize that no in fact you cant just keep praying you end up feeling something soon

[willgrahamscock]

just saw a fanfic on ao3 have a dedication for chatgpt... that section is meant for your horny perverted mutual who proofread your work, you violated sacred law and you will be torn apart and laid bare btw

[cafffine]

be pro-aging but wear sun screen. sun protection is not beauty industry propaganda it will save you. wear it. or else.

[sailermoon]

i stay up late to be happy for a few more hours

[feefal]

Can someone tell me if this looks cool or if it’s a sinkhole that I’ve already wasted too many hours on..? It’s supposed to represent rot consuming fresh greens. Compost lesbians, if you will.

[aniisol]

Grian three-ish years ago: hey Ren meet my friend Martyn. he plays fortnite

Ren a couple days ago: Martyn, I cannot bear to think of a universe where our souls are not tied. We're the earth and the moon, pulled into continual and unceasing orbit to one another. In your absence I become a lesser man. I will destroy the fabric of the world to bring you along with me, ignore the rules of the game. You will carry my banner, I will carry your soul.

Grian a couple days ago: hey what the hell

[joemama-2]

gojo is met with a small slap to his face. one that wakes him up from his stupor, head swiveling around with barely open eyes. his first instinct is to grab for you, but the only thing he feels is a tiny, plump stomach.

when he opens his eyes wider, his infant daughter is laid next to him, sucking on her favorite binkie. her tiny hand is raised in the air.

you’re laying on the other side of her, passed out and face barely visible from beneath the pillow. he sighs and turns his body towards his daughter. “why are you hitting daddy, hm?” he asks, voice groggy and quiet so he won’t wake you. he knows how you are when you get woken up. “am i snoring again?”

his daughter simply blinks.

he can’t help but smile, pulling her close and laying her on his chest. “fine, fine. i’ll be quiet. it’s too late for you though, little munchkin. go to sleep so daddy can put you to bed.”

his daughter nuzzles her small face into his neck, causing her father to sigh wistfully. he feels himself going back to dreamland, face relaxing.

not even two minutes later, he’s snoring like a hog.

he’s awoken by another smack, harder this time.

[quinloki]

I think the wildest thing about the TikTok Ban is that TikTok decided to adhere to it beyond the letter of the law.

They bent their knee willingly and gave up space and a platform they did not have to. They consciously decided to fuck over their user base when there was no valid reason for them to do so.

I've seen people talking about how you absolutely do not want to obey ahead of authority, and to see TikTok do it is... weird. It's unsettling. It feels like a dangerous stunt.

Specifically, it feels performative. It's got the marks of a Great Drama™, and given Trump's first 4 years and his absolutely bonkers love for theatrics over anything else, this just feels hollow. Like TikTok is trying to turn it's - generally younger - user base into "fans" of the republicans.

They can't really scoop up youths any other way, honestly. But using a big impactful story and putting Trump as the "hero" who saves their beloved platform.

It's not even the 20th and I just don't like how this new administration is starting. I do not like a private company complying beyond the letter of the law in advance of that law either. Because the only thing the law laid down was that they couldn't update the app on Apple and Google.

There wouldn't have been any fines or legal ramifications.

[ellenchain]

I am Jayce

[tomurakii]

High-ish quality scans of the Silco & Vander pages from the artbook

[gongyussy]

(✿◕‿◕) die (ꈍ ꒳ ꈍ✿)

[willgrahamscock]

of all the phrases we used to say in the 2010s era we need to bring back ‘what the hap is fuckening’ because honestly… what the hap is fuckening lately brother

[archibaldtuttle]

[qvert]

[icepip]

ughh imagine having a heavy make out session with yuta and sitting on his lap and he just can't seem to get enough of you, constantly squeezing and gripping at your hips, pulling you closer and closer because he's so desperate for you. moaning and licking into your mouth, only pulling away a hair's breadth to fill his lungs with air.

there's this need that flows through both your veins and you just want each other. it's dumb and irresponsible — but fuck, you really don't want to leave yuta's lap.

you're pawing at his bulge beneath you, shaky hands trying to get it out, and he doesn't stop you. raising his hips to help you, yuta gasps when your hands wraps around his shaft. his head falls back and for the first time, you can breathe.

he's hot and heavy in your hand, velvety smooth and already beginning to leak, and you want so bad.

"please, yuta," you mumble against his jaw, rubbing your covered cunt against his cock. "i need you."

"c-condom." it's choked out, like it pains him to say. like you could've forgotten about it.

"just the tip. you can, you can just pull out."

yuta whines, a sound high in his throat, his dick jumping in your hand. he shouldn't. he couldn't possibly stop himself from losing control. you know this more than anyone else, but you want.

you push your shorts and panties to the side, pressing his tip to your mound. it's dangerous and far too tempting for both of you and it's no surprise when his cockhead pushes into your pussy.