#what color is the closet?

[puppymai]

Some lil rant about myself (*￣◇)=3

Just because ♡

Also sorry for the wacky english i suck at grammar in generar lol

Love and relationships are so damn hard to navigate like, i feel so fucking lost and it takes so much energy from me that sometimes i get the fucking idea of just start ignoring everyone like other people don't exist. I would never do that tho, if i did people would get mad and im NOT one for confrontations.

I have never been in a "true" romantic relationship, last time i did was in highschool (im in college right now) and it only lasted three days. It was all rushed and weird especially because i didn't expect the boy to reciprocate this crush, i felt soooo damn uncomfortable i couldn't even hug him. Feeling like this about romance in general isn't new for me, as someone who is still trying to figure himself out i don't want to assume anything yet¿ if that's make sense lmao

I never had boys directly flirt with me but i had some of them declare their crushes and the feeling is so damn weird in a bad sense, i didn't like it at all and mostly i didn't like any of those boys so i always ended saying no in a very weird way or yes because of peer pressure.

As of today this weir bad feeling still doesn't go away, now i have only female friends and most of them know about my prefered pronouns. I always see girls calling themselves wifes and flirting in a joking manner but when it comes down to me and said friends i can't help but cringe so hard when it happeneds and my reactions are always like "haha stfu", i never say things with the intention to be mean or rude but it's if im locked up in that and don't know how else react. Luckily they understand this as a joke and not as some kind of defensive mechanism.

I don't enjoy when friends flirt with me and call me things like handsome, it's physicalli so fucking painful and i don't know how to put boundaries.

! In case anyone gets the wrong idea let's say that outside of words that made seem like a joke i don't get much of a reaction, this is not something they are doing on purpose it's just that I have a clear lack of boundaries ¡

Moving on, romance it's not something that makes me uncomfortable in the day to day it also makes me cringe soooo hard in any kind of media i consume. Im the type to watch series, videos or movies meanwhile doing something else so if a romantic scene comes in i will mostly try to look away.

It's kind of different when the scenes happened in books tho, like it just doesn't bother me as much but still sometimes i will totally skip it as i feel like it but sometimes i will feel guilty about it.

And to finish, i don't really care about sex like at all. It's just one of those things that is there and that's all. Not a priority and don't feel guilty when i skip it.

[manofthepipis]

battery acid pool party :D

bonus sneo under cut

he feels pretty :)

[teambyler]

Mike's ridiculous airport outfit was him not being himself, in EL'S COLORS

I don't know if Bylers have caught this yet, but the Airport Scene clearly links yellow and purple to El. Mike gives her flowers and says they're in her two favorite colors, YELLOW and PURPLE:

Meanwhile, Mike's "clearly not being himself" outfit at the airport was a YELLOW shirt over a PURPLE undershirt. The colors exactly match those of the flowers, and are even in the same proportion of 70% yellow to 30% purple!

(EDIT: Also can I add that we hardly get any indication that these actually ARE El's favorite colors? She isn't wearing them here or anywhere this season. This also tells us there's something off in their relationship.)

Then we get Argyle's comment that Mike's shirt is a "shitty knockoff" which is pretty on the nose that Mike is not being himself. (Only seconds after not hugging Will!)

The symbolism couldn't be clearer: the COSTUME he's wearing is El herself. And part of this "not Mike" is for some reason NOT being able to hug Will. Hmm I wonder why...

He's hiding in the closet (using his closet!), and that closet is El. (EDIT: A false idea of El!)

-teambyler

[todayisafridaynight]

Each time you draw Daigo or Masato in a corset I gain 500 HP thank you

do you accept corset tops. may you live a thousand years

[aishabellasbigblogofeverything]

Like I’m sorry but I don’t know who we all think we’re fooling with this. The vast majority of men do not see women as human or fully human. Like it’s true. I think for a lot of them, they see men as actual human beings with depth, dignity, and complexity but they see women as sort of…lesser shallow beings pretending to be human. Deadass I feel like when they look at us their eyes go right through us, like we’re a shell or a void somehow, not someone whom they can relate to, connect and reason with. We’re slightly more intelligent animals to them, or sexual objects that they can exploit or plow through as they wish, or property to protect and covet, or scapegoats to unleash their wrath upon, or the butt of a joke that nobody wrote, OR vapid useless bimbos who are the very emblem of intellectual vacancy and inferiority, or we’re simply nonexistent lol, but at the end of the day, we’re never afforded the same sapience and wholeness and interiority that MEN are capable of, honestly, not even close. Sorry NOT sorry to say this but it’s the truth, honey. If men truly saw women as fully-fleshed out human beings then we sure as hell wouldn’t be in this shithole right about now. I don’t know how to properly word this, I’m just spitting out words I guess, but it’s not like you can disagree with me here, because it’s the truth. And sometimes, the truth hurts, and as much as I hate to say it, it needs to be said.

[tinukis]

went to one piece cafe!! pretty awesome

out on a trip to las vegas so ofc i had to stop by the cafe! i didn't go alone but hopefully this is another step closer to convincing my fam to start one piece

[nikoisme]

Here she is i hate her. Her name is sasha, she is a vampire but based on the versions and stories i grew up with. She's horrible i'll explain their story later

[rogloptimist]

watched a little too much 25 21 this week and @mundanememory’s matteo/jonas got me badddddd

The closet smells like dust and Lysol. It clashes against the gentle bergamot and wood of Jonas’s cologne, Matteo’s favorite of his small set.

“You haven’t worn this one in a while,” He whispers, his voice reflecting in hot breath against Jonas’s cheek. “It’s nice.”

“Mm,” The other man acknowledges. He pulls Matteo in by the waist, further response neglected. Matteo, as usual, let’s him take the lead. Jonas kisses unhurried, moving as if down a familiar road. Soft, casual. Matteo has to be careful to not seem clumsy in comparison– against Jonas’s steady, contained calm it’s hard not to feel gangly, limbs and want spilling out of him like he’s overflowing.

He’s making a conscious effort not to melt too much into the way Jonas drapes his arms around him, carefully monitoring the electricity sparking in his chest as the lovely warmth of the blond’s tongue darts into his mouth. It’s practically routine, but his face still flushes from the way his heart races as Jonas slides a hand up his sweater. Matteo runs hot– Jonas is chronically cold. He’s pictured holding his slender fingers in his own until they reach an equilibrium a frankly embarrassing number of times— an image he distracts himself from by trailing down Jonas’s neck in a tentative kisses, which really doesn’t do much to help. He has to remind himself that they do this in a custodial closet for a reason, sometimes. The ring that bites into his shoulder is a silent reprimand, coaxing him away from the more domestic of his fantasies.

He has to lean down a little for this, and he cups his hands around Jonas’s jaw as he licks softly at the delicate skin of the smaller man’s throat. They both know what comes next– Matteo undoes the metal clasp and zipper of Jonas’s navy blue dress pants in practiced motions and drops to his knees against the rough carpet.

“Wait,” Jonas interrupts, straying from their typical script of wordlessness. Matteo pauses, looks up. “I’m live soon.”

It’s not refusal so much as a warning. He dares a smile. “Okay, boss.”

He works quicker from there, wasting less time with his typical frivolities as he pulls down the elastic waistband of Jonas’s boxers. Jonas is halfway there, and it doesn’t take much work to get him fully hard as Matteo strokes him with a hand blushing at the knuckles. Jonas exhales sharp and long through his nose as Matteo takes him between his lips and begins his ritual. It’s a clandestine dance, both of them practiced at keeping pleasure quiet. Jonas has a hand thrown over his eyes, breathing controlled, steadily regulating the reactions of his body in a way that seems almost natural, thoughtless. It would make Matteo envious if room for such emotion wasn’t taken by reverence.

He works his tongue into the hot salt of Jonas’s dick heavy in his mouth, chasing after the way he bucks his hips forward in seeking for more– of which he is eager to give. His head buzzes with thrill as he hears Jonas’s breaths grow shakier in suppression of the more crude sounds behind his lips. The world shrinks down to just the two of them when they’re together. The rush in his veins is fueled solely by Jonas; his body, his pleasure, his praise. He could ride the high that he gets as Jonas fucks into his mouth and comes with an escaped moan for days. He waits a moment before swallowing and wiping his lips, entranced by the way Jonas’s golden curls fall back into place as he runs a hand through his hair.

Jonas zips up his dark pants. The simple gold of his wedding band flashes in the drifts of light that seep through the cracks in the door. Matteo brings his gaze away and back up to Jonas’s face.

Jonas looks Matteo up and down as he gets up from his place on the ground. “You wore the green tie,” he notes.

“Oh, yeah. People said it looked nice last Friday.” By people, he means Jonas. He was hoping he’d notice again, a little.

“It looks good with your hair,” Jonas says, which makes Matteo have to smother a grin. “Trine told me first. It’s her favorite color. She knows more about what goes with what than I do,” He laughs. 

“Oh,” Matteo smiles, a little forced. He remembers his own stilted words clashing against Jonas’s relaxed introductions between the three of them. He likes Trine, really.

“Ah, I’m on in a few minutes.” Jonas taps on his watch screen. “I’ll see you later, hm?”

“Right, yeah. Good luck live, eh, boss?” They both know he doesn’t need it, but Jonas smiles back anyways. He steps out casually, as if exiting any other meeting room. That evening, they’ll see each other at another team dinner and say nothing. Jonas, at least, is very good at pretending. All Matteo does is follow his lead.

[minecr-afton]

i could fix her

[quirkle2]

i like him a normal amount and think about him a normal number of times daily

[lucy-the-demon]

Happy gay month cuz you gay n stuff

Uh tw for bandages? And blood? I mean it's nervous subject, so trigger warning for implied torture and physical damage too y'know? Probably not self inflicted but idk it's nervous subject anything is possible

And it's men's mental health awareness month

For my boys shane, Sebastian and nervous subject

Love them sm my babies

[crescentfool]

does anyone else want to stick these two in the same room together or is that just me... i simply think they are adjacent in vibes... (+a bonus thing???)

get u a fictional guy that makes you feel like this... seeing these guys just evoke a Similar Kind of Brain Chemical and Response. Help Me.

also have bonus yosuke doodle featuring the same brushes used here...! from january 23rd, lol.

[ophliee]

Novel gang, whatever, I’m tired.

[fabdante]

i was going to add some fun grunge fashion to that ask a few minutes ago like, in a reblog, but when i went to google grunge fashion i just got flooded with like ai generated images that all look like this:

so that's something

[ashmp3]

influencing doesnt work on me because when i hear screechy "haul time" i get this urge to puke like it literally makes me see seeing girls spend 3000$ in one day so yeah if anything i am de-influenced i would kill myself it that was me

[bigcats-birds-and-books]

Books of 2024: THE RAVEN TOWER by Ann Leckie.

I'm still in the Hamlet frame of mind after THE DEATH I GAVE HIM, so we're keeping that going! This one came highly recommended by a Trusted Friend (beloved). Apparently it does some Weird and Neat Shit with POV, which is also exactly up my alley.

Featuring my Pass the Honey cardigan moonlighting as a background!