#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.

[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

[ellenchain]

I am Jayce

[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

[gongyussy]

(✿◕‿◕) die (ꈍ ꒳ ꈍ✿)

[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.

[pyrrhiccomedy]

Trump would be such a good drag queen like just such an unbelievably incredible and talented drag queen it's such a bummer that he's decided to be a fascist and a threat to democracy because that cunt would devour at the House of Yes

such a loss

[cookiesnpaste]

Oh Marcille... Save me Marcille.... Lord of the dungeon.....

[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

[canyonmooncreations]

FWB Simon Riley that fucks you so good that you can’t have sex with anyone else without thinking about him.

You who drunk texts him after a night out with your girls begging him to come over and fuck you because no one fucks you like he does.

FWB Simon who is at your door in record time and who can’t get his body on yours quick enough.

You who moans and mumbles incoherently as he fucks into you.

Simon who says “that’s right baby, no one can ever make you feel like I do”

You who comes all over him with that sentence.

Simon who suddenly is at your apartment everyday…. Fucking you only the way he can.

[jennrypan]

Dick: You use to be so cute and tiny..

Jason: And you use to be cool. We both changed.

Dick: Wha-?! I'm still cool!!

Jason: Okay, 'officer Grayson'. Cops aren't cool.

Dick: THAT WAS A LONG TIME AGO

Jason: STILL FRESH IN MY MIND, PIG!

Dick: LET IT GO!

Jason: NO. YOU WERE THE ONE WHO SAID FUCK THE POLICE! THOSE WERE WORDS I LIVED BY!

Dick: OH MY GOD. YOURE THE ONLY ONE THAT STILL REMEMBERS THAT!

Tim, walking into the living room: I remember it.

Duke, from another room: I heard about it! You've lost 1000 aura man!

Cassandra, poking her head in: I've also heard about it.

Dick: EVERYONE SHUT UP.

Jason: Just like a cop to order people around like that, shameless.

Dick, groans: Fuuuuck-!

Dick: All of you are going to make me age like milk!

Damian, popping up behind him: Is it wrong to say it's too late for that?

Dick, practically shaking: Damian..I swear to God.

[novaneondream]

Anyways what kind of music do you think Eri listens to