#white socks white airforces

[johnnycrass]

tested my finished saint sebastian costume and omfg it looks so good. i made every correct decision

[gaysneakeralley]

Wet skinny jeans, white socks & hot damp airforce 1

[saggernooseai]

CUSTOM POST w/ AI story and random AI pics Fantasy/Fiction only (for a new friend) Nick slowly opened his eyes, groaning as he tried to sit up. His head was pounding and his vision was blurry. As he tried to move, he realized that his hands were tied behind his back with zip ties. Panic started to set in as he frantically looked around, trying to make sense of his surroundings.

He was in a large, abandoned building. The walls were peeling and covered in graffiti, and the floor was littered with debris. Nick could feel his heart rate increase as he tried to piece together how he ended up here. He remembered going to the gym last night, but after a few sets, everything was a blur.

He looked down at himself and saw that he was wearing his gym clothes - shiny tight athletic pants, tight compression shorts as underwear, a tanktop, and his favorite Nike Airforce 1 sneakers over white ankle socks. His athletic pants were sagging lower than normal at this point, showing a good amount of his nike compression shorts underneath. He was known to sag a bit at the gym, but he could feel he was sagging lower than usual.

Just as Nick was starting to see his surroundings more clearly, he felt a pair of hands grab him by the arms and pull him to his feet. He stumbled, his legs still weak from whatever had happened to him. He looked up to see two masked figures standing in front of him. Fear coursed through his body as he realized that he was in serious trouble.

Nick tried to scream for help, but his captors quickly placed duct tape over his mouth. He could feel his heart racing and his breathing becoming more rapid as he struggled against his restraints. The two figures dragged him towards a wooden beam in the center of the room and began tying a noose around his neck.

Nick’s mind was racing, trying to come up with a way to escape. He begged and pleaded with his captors, but they remained silent and focused on their task. He could feel his heart beating faster and faster as the noose tightened around his neck.

Standing there, confused and afraid with the noose around his neck, his hands behind his back, and his athletic pants sagging, he pleaded again with tears in his eyes. His captors responded by placing a strip of duct-tape over his mouth as he sobbed.

Finally, his captors hoisted him onto his toes, where he choked and struggled for air. The noose dug into his neck, making it difficult for him to breathe. Nick could feel the panic rising in his chest as he fought against the restraints, but it was no use. His captors were too strong.

As the minutes ticked by, Nick’s struggles became weaker and his vision started to blur. The lack of oxygen was making him lightheaded and he could feel himself starting to lose consciousness. 

But then something strange happened. As he struggled, he felt a strange sensation building in his groin. It was a mix of fear and arousal, and he couldn't understand why he was feeling this way.

As the men continued to hoist him up, Nick felt himself getting more and more turned on. He tried to fight it, but the more he struggled, the more intense the feeling became.

Finally, he couldn't hold it back any longer, and he came in his compression shorts and pants. The sticky mess dripped down his leg and oozed out of the front of his pants. The men laughed at him, taunting him and calling him names as the dark spot grew more noticeable on the front of his pants. 

Tears streamed down his face as he reached his climax, his body betraying him in the most humiliating way possible. With all the kicking and struggling, Nick managed to kick one of his shoes off. It landed with a thud on the floor, a stark reminder of how helpless he was in this situation.

As the last of his energy drained from his body, Nick’s struggles slowed and eventually stopped. His captors waited a few more minutes before finally lowering him to the ground. His body hung limply from the noose, his head lolling to the side. 

[smileymoth]

Our philosphy teacher has the most ??? Outfits ever.

Today mans showed up in: white airforces, white mid-calf socks, white shorts, a white tshirt with a thick black name of a location in estonia, a black velvet suit jacket AND to top it all off he had a white wick fedora.

[nicolodine]

Letter to friend ch(i)rca 2013:

Hey man,

You're generally right about some shit. Like my fonts generally suck. I dunno why. I guess I don't think about the font very much. You know how it goes and shit... Maybe you could provide me with some feedback on the font. I guess you're a Guru, a leader, or something or nothing. I dunno.

What do you see?

Inline image 1

So my parents thought I died. Just left my apartment with all the shit in it. I was temporarily treated like I'm crazy. Treated them like they're crazy. Seems to work. Pisses people off and makes them love you. I guess society's about to get fucked. Like fucked hard. I dunno. Gonna keep playing by the rules. Like I always play by the rules - honest and shit. Now I play like Mark. Be a shithead and lie and shit. Like fuck you/them, right? Yeah...Nah. Mindfuck.

Took everything except 7 shirts, two pairs of socks, one pair of jeans, some expensive skin ointment, and my phone (which I later sold on the street to some Indian dude for $50.) Pretty trippy. Stayed in a hostel in Chicago with some Japanese dude who had to return to the states temporarily to go to court for a DUI. Apparently if he didn't return, he wouldn't have been allowed back into the states. We smoked clove cigarettes from Indonesia, Gudang Garam's, in the hostel. We didn't start anything on fire. Both wished we had some pot.

Met this dude with PTSD on the AmTrak to Lawrence. He was an ex Airforce guy and a body builder of some sort. Works out to feel good. Still had problems not being able to sleep, tho. I sleep well - especially in hostels with white sheets when I've been traveling for 2 days.. I don't sleep well when I don't have a comfortable place to lay my head - like train stations, busses, and asylums.

So I partied for the last 4 days straight. Went out - met a bunch of people - the people are weird here, man. Like they're out of site. It's like stories of Florida, New York, Kansas, stories of Cali, and all shit wrapped up into one. Danced with some local cultural icon hotties last night. Couldn't break their monotony. Some dude accused me of being a faggot. I said, "Yeah, you're a faggot winner, too. Right?" ...The biggest asshole is always the biggest pussy. Damn this guy couldn't dance worth a shit and wasn't any help impressing these women. He was from San Fran. I don't think this says anything about people from San Fran. I dunno.

Tomorrow I spend $40 for unlimited Yoga sessions. The most beautiful women in town work there. Maybe they all have children, but you can't fucking tell. They're thin and shit, have long gorgeous hair, and are about my height. Skinnier, but my height. I like that. Marriage doesn't bother me. I bought this copper bracelet from a homeless guy here. He threw in a wedding band with it. I wear it. Pretend like I'm married. Gonna see how that plays out. It doesn't matter if you're married, I guess. Culture is in a world of pain or something. Send it on, right? Yeah...Nah

Cried with my brother's roommates girlfriend yesterday. She's like 19 or 20. Kinda immature or something. I showed her boyfriend some porn that I was going to use for the above image. She didn't like the raw images. Stormed out of the apartment. He stormed after her and then came back in. I said, "What's up with her?" "She doesn't like porn." I said, "ahh, shit, I'll go out and talk to her." Went to talk to her. She thought her boyfriend put me up to it. Wasn't the case. She told this story about how her father trashed her house and left porn mags all over the floor. The gesture was like, "Fuck You, Fuck my Family." I cried or something cause it seemed so tragic and destructive. Maybe he was trying to teach her and her mother a lesson. Seems fucked up, but I dunno. Maybe porn isn't so bad. I do know that if you're addicted, then the serotonin in your brain gets depleted fast and then you get ED. For whatever reason, this girl blocks out this shit entirely tho. Rather than dealing with in head-on she ignores it. Maybe she'd feel better if she watched some porn and came to terms with it. I dunno. Fuck it. Not my problem.

Anyway, came back to Lawrence to make a fuck of $$$. People buy some drinks - I (censor) them with some tracks and everyone's happy. I have like 3 parties to throw now. lol. You're like a professional partier. Fuck. Wish you were here to show these people how to do it.

Hey man, sorry I put you threw some shit. I guess I told you I'd do it. Shit's over now. My life's on the straight and jagged now.

Still love you and don't.

Nick

p.s. didn't revise this. 2 many drugs or something. 2 lazy.

[kicksaddictny]

Nike Re-Releases Celebratory Nike Airforce 1 “West Indies 2” for Caribana - Exclusively at Foot Locker Canada

In celebration of Caribana, Nike is re-releasing its highly anticipated, limited-edition Nike Air Force 1 “West Indies 2”, available exclusively at Foot Locker Canada stores and other local boutiques. 

Nike released its original Air Force 1 “West Indies” in tandem with New York City’s West Indian Day Parade Carnival in 2002. Now 20+ years later, this re-release is launching in correlation with Caribana celebrations in Canada throughout July and August. The new release features an updated sock liner to include a more comprehensive list of West Indian countries, along with a 20th anniversary emblem on the tongue. The design features a near replication of its original highly celebrated design with a signature white AF1 base and accents of red, green and gold. 

Beyond this limited-edition release, Foot Locker Canada is celebrating Caribana with various pop-up events and activations including a Crocs x Caribana in-store event and a Nike community dance class.  

Available in unisex sizing from 3.5-13, the limited-edition Air Force 1 West Indies 2 retails for 140 CAD and is available for purchase at Foot Locker Canada stores below. Following the in-store launch, the sneaker launches online next week at Footlocker.ca.

Foot Locker Canada Locations: 

Scarborough Town Centre 

Brampton Shoppers World  

306 Yonge Street 

Square One Shopping Centre 

Yorkdale Shopping Centre 

[chandajaan]

hii chanda! hope ur week has been going well🌱

for the girl blogger asks, 13, 14 and 16 if that's ok hehe

It’s been an interesting one! Hope yours is going splendidly! Thankyouuu for the ask 🤍🤸‍♀️

13. I’ve always loved autumn best out of all the seasons most of my life but as I’ve grown older I’ve grown to love the warmth of spring! So slowly turning into a spring time girl

14. I think explore and shop in new places? I always feel either too rushed or slowed down by other ppl when I’m exploring whether it’s china town or the library or the gardens, if my goal is to explore a place I like to take my time and be alone!

16. My leather jacket (it’s in a tench coat style) and my white airforces are my daily staple but also need good thermals for the cold and cool socks!

[yakultii]

Oooo these are so fun!

It’s currently 4.20pm, I’m sitting in the exact same position I have been since 10.30am, at my uni library, learning content/reading for a test tomorrow! Although I’m taking a quick break rn to eat some overpriced homemade yoghurt :,) it’s vanilla and passionfruit with granola on it (v nice). Today I’m wearing an oversized green short sleeve tee with a white long sleeve top underneath, black wide leg trackies, black airforce 1s and odd socks as per usual, one has a twister board print on it and the other has twinkies on it lol.. there are heaps of people in the library this arvo but I’m on the quiet level so it’s pretty chill and my body hurting in so many ways but we power through :,) I’ll probably be here for a few more hours and then I will go home and lie in bed lol.

anyone who wants to pls do this <33 idk who to tag bc I’m so overwhelmed !!! lmao

i wasnt tagged but i love these posts so!!

what are you doing right now??

i am currently sitting in my double maths-science class, it is 12: pm. ive just finished drawing stars over my hand and im waiting for some of the ink to dry before i start doing work (thats a lie. im not gonna do any work). im listening to oldies station by twenty one pilots on a loop on full volume because everyone is talking around me, and i keep having to switch tabs because my teacher keeps walking behind me. im wearing the school pants, a long sleeve shirt (cuffed sleeves, tho you cant see that) and a jumper (sweater) that is very itchy and makes me want to roll my sleeves back down. im wearing an adjustable necklace as a choker, with a green stone inside of the chain.

no pressure tags :)) @rainswhenyourehere @kwilooo @yakultii @pardonmydelays @abodyhasbeenfound

@i-must-confess-i-am-an-idiot @loveyou-imsorry @evilteapot @the-paladin-gay @runwiththerain

@flowers-for-em @jittyjames @tylerssblurry @witness-of-existence @glcive

@nevermo0r @missmultipleaffairs @dormienscattus @andr0meda-gurl (VICK I DIDNT REALISE YOU CHANGED YOUR URL UNTIL JUST THEN ASJHDALJDH) @svnflowermoon and anyone else!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[lif3at3as3]

[legshortsocks]

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[destinedtobeloved]

Thank you so much for tagging me @veganismbymelaniecavill !!! Ilysm

Nickname: Faye :)

Hight: 5’8, 5’9 by now maybe

Sign: Scorpio! My birthday was actually this month :) nov 16

Last thing I googled: where to watch hot shots (LMFSO)

Number of followers: 116 I think! I’m still baffled!!

Song stuck in my head: the comedown- rainbow kitten surprise

Sleep: I got to bed hella early so I sleep like 12 hours but still wake up at 7:10 for school 🤭

Favorite instrument: guitar! It gives such good vibes in some of my favorite bands, especially rks!

Wearing: spandex shorts, pink shirt, and my flannel lookin comfy and black socks !!! I’m very sleepy lol

Media that summarizes me: Jerry Maguire when he says “you like my jacket? Do you want it? I don’t need it because I’m CLOAKED IN FAILURE” #real, Jerry, REAL

Favorite author: Taylor Jenkins Reid solely because of Malibu rising

Funfact: my dad was in the navy and my sister goes to the airforce academy!!! But I’m too young to do anything yet LMFAO

Dream job: airforce wso for fighters, or airforce medic or really any airforce job!!

Favorite song: matchbox - rainbow kitten surprise

aesthetic: I dress like any other teenager, pretty basic white girl stuff lol sometimes cowboy lookin stuff when I want to

Lucky number: 23 because that’s when my sister graduates and she LOVES that number and I love her so of course it has to be mine to

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I’m too lazy to tag!!! Anybody who wants to reblog can and definitely should!!!!

17 questions, 17 people

I was tagged by @larosezen ! thanks, i haven’t done one of these in a long time ^^

nickname: lisou

sign: libra

height: 1m69 (which makes me 5'6)

last thing i googled: how to convert my height into ft and inches lmao

song stuck in my head: i woke up and instantly wanted to listen to ausgehen by annenmaykantereit (my beloved)

no. of followers: 1 391 (but most are deactivated or bots lmao)

amount of sleep: i had a hard time falling asleep and woke up several times during the night so i have no idea but i guess 6h?

lucky number: none because i don’t believe in that but when i was a kid one of those fortune teller machines said that my lucky number is 7 so i always answer that haha

dream job: diversity manager in a public administration

wearing: my PJs (grey shirt and dark green pants with blue leaves) and a white fluffy robe

movies/books that summarise you: oof that’s a hard question. idk, i’m so me i don’t have the faintest idea what i could answer

favourite song: i don’t have one but for the sake of this post i’ll answer wastin'time by the shoes

favourite instrument: the organ. smh. otherwise i’d say it’s a tie btw… well idk, there are too many great instruments ! the piano, guitar, trumpet, washboard, drums, double bass etc etc etc

aesthetic: a fluid mix of vibrant colors, corporate, urban lesbian and soft comfy cotton. if that makes sense.

favourite authors: i’m only gonna answer one bc it’s a tie btw too many others, except for her : claire mazard

favourite animal noise: don’t really have one

random: i really love roaming in cemeteries, even though i don’t do it enough.

As I haven’t done this in a while, I’m gonna tag a shitton of people! But no pressure, you do you : @thasminlove @pia-writes-things @queerwegian @maikanna @niimuue @imthatqueerkid @profiterole-reads @white-caged-bird @chaoticgoodvixen @graindedune @batnbreakfast @iricolor @jupiterianvampire @tracing-rivers @wolfsnape

[theboysdeath]

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[sleazyricky]

[prioritysope]

Cheating

Reader: Female

Character: Oikawa Tooru

Rating: Explicit

Chapter: 12/26

please read the prologue first!

It's been a couple of days since the fight between Oikawa and Iwaizumi at Gaby's now apartment. Hajime and she only saw each other for two days, since he went to get his things to go live with Scarlett. She prayed that Iwaizumi didn't spread the whole problem throughout the school. She knew him so much that she knew he was going to change everythingto his own favor.

That same night Oikawa spent the night to comfort her, since Iwaizumi's words hurt her a lot. It was amazing how understandable Tooru is. Gaby ended up asleep on Oikawa's chest, while he gently stroked her back and gave her some kisses on her head. He's hurt by seeing the girl he loves in that state, even if he felt a little guilty about what happened.

Inside herself, she knew this was all going to happen sooner or later, and it was better now than dragging it out even longer. Another thing she didn't believe was how fast she fell to Oikawa. She didn't know if it was because of how good it felt to be with him or because she was not alone. She doesn't want to hurt him either, because he doesn't deserve any of it. At times like this, she would be with her best friend asking for some advice, but she no longer has anyone. So, she was now talking to herself with the mirror, while she waited for Oikawa for a walk through the Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden.

"I feel like the best thing in this case is to tell Tooru about going slow. I don't want either of us to get hurt, it would be unfair." She murmured into the bathroom mirror, both hands holding onto the sink. "I know he will understand, he's always been so understandable. I'll talking to him first." She felt kind of pathetic talking to a stupid mirror.

Gaby turned on the faucet to the sink, letting the water fall and dipping her hands a little to rub her face a little. She plunged into her own thoughts, but the moment she came out of the bathroom, she heard the doorbell. Which meant only one thing, Oikawa Tooru. She looked at the clock at the end of the hall. 4:32 pm. Just in time. She felt like a zoo in her stomach, just thinking about everything. She put her thoughts aside, walking toward the door. His hands felt sweaty. Gaby raised her hand to turn the doorknob, opening it slowly. Seeing Oikawa in front of her, she did nothing but smile. He was wearing brown striped pants, white airforce ones along with long socks, a long-sleeved shirt with a turtle neck. His brown hair with its perfect waves. He looked totally handsome. He always looked good with anything.

"You look handsome." She whispered shyly, playing with her fingers.

She heard a laugh from the brunette. Her reactions seemed so cute to him. He stopped to observe her outfit. She looked so beautiful. A skirt in the same style as his pants, but in gray with a brown belt, a long-sleeved brown wool shirt and black leather boots. Besides her hair it was loose, with slight curls.

"You are not left behind, princess. As beautiful as ever." He said with a tender smile, approaching to her and taking her by her waist, pulling her closer to his body. He moved her left hand up her curves, then taking her chin and leaving a short, tender kiss on those lips that he missed so much. Then he pulled away from her, taking her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Let's go?"

She smiled at him a little, nodding, but then she remembered that she have to speak to him.

"Wait." She gently tugged on his hand to stop him. "I need to talk to you before we go, and I hope this doesn't ruin everything. I know you'll understand me though." Her voice betrayed how nervous she was.

"I'm all ears, baby." Oikawa gave her a smile and another squeeze on her hand, reassuring her. He knew her well enough to know that she was nervous. He also couldn't hide his own nerves about it.

"This is something I've been thinking about since that argument with Iwaizumi. First of all, I don't feel anything for him anymore." Gaby began to speak, the nerves fading little by little. "But I feel like everything between us has gone very fast. It's been three days since I broke up with Hajime, and it would be very suspicious for you and I to start a relationship that quickly. My feelings for you are the same, I like you very much, Tooru. I'm just saying we should go slow. Enjoy the moment." She finished, with a small smile and looking for a sign of anger on Oikawa, surprised to see nothing.

"Were you really nervous about it?" Oikawa giggled softly, shaking his head. "I fully understand what you are saying, and I respect it. We will take everything in stride, until everything is perfectly fine overall." Tooru approached Gaby again, giving her a kiss on her forehead.

"Stupid." Gaby shook her head, laughing softly. She ran to the living room, taking her purse, hanging it on her shoulder, without first checking that the keys, phone and wallet were there, returning to the door next to the brunette. "Now we can go, Kawa." She murmurs as she takes out the keys to the apartment, and thus closes.

Tooru smiled at her, taking her hand again, intertwining their fingers. They decided to go by the elevator. Thank God there was no one, so a couple of exchanges of kisses and laughter could not be missed. They were both completely happy. Everything was genuine and beautiful.

When they reached the main corridor of the building, they left at a slow pace and without fear of anyone seeing them. They arrived at Oikawa's car, a white 2020 Volvo XC60 with slightly tinted windows. As a true gentleman, he opened the door to her. He waited for him to settle in, to close the door carefully and go to his side. He climbed in, pulling the keys out of his front trouser pocket. He started the engine, releasing the emergency brake, but hoping it would warm up a bit.

"If you want you can put music on, honey." He smiled at her, starting to drive out of the parking lot.

Gaby listened to him. She connected her phone via bluetooth to the radio, going to Spotify. She searched through her many playlists and put on one of her favorite songs, Teeth by 5 Seconds of Summer. Oikawa placed her free hand on Gaby's bare thigh, caressing it gently with his fingertips. His gaze was on the road while he only had one hand on the wheel, sometimes moving his fingers to the beat of the song. He could hear Gaby singing in a low tone as she gazed out the glass at the scenery and played with Tooru's hand.

"Fight so dirty, but your love's so sweet. Talk so pretty, but your heart got teeth." Gaby sang a little bit loud, bringing a smile to Tooru.

After about thirty minutes of walking, they were already in the parking lot of the place. It was already getting a little dark, and the park was dimly lit. There were couples, families with children running around. The blooming flowers, giving color to the place. She got out of the car with Tooru's help, thanking him. They held hands again as Oikawa locked the car with the key button.

"This is beautiful." Gaby whispered as she watched the place admiringly. She rested her head on Oikawa's arm as they continued walking.

Tooru saw a cotton candy stand, and he pulled Gaby a bit to go there. He asked for a small blue one to share between them. Everything felt like a dream. Although they had chosen to go slow, they were not afraid of being recognized by someone. In the end, they are best friends to all of them.

They continued walking until they reached a fountain, which had led lights. They decided to sit on a bench, while they continued to share the cotton. All between laughter and little kisses. Everything became a silence, but one without tension or anything, it was just the two of them quiet while they watched the couples walk and children play with their parents.

"Thank you very much, Tooru." She broke the silence, getting Oikawa's full attention.

He looked at her in some confusion, "Why thank you, darling?"

"For absolutely everything. I don't know what would become of me right now. Capable of still holding Iwaizumi's shit." She whispered, while playing with the hem of her skirt. Oikawa placed his free hand on her thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze.

"You don't have to thank me, honey. I just did what was right at the time." He told her, seeking to comfort her a bit. Tooru placed a kiss on her head. "You are everything I want, babe. You will always have me here, whatever it is. Even if we end up dating, I will also be your best friend. Your confidante and partner in crime." That last words made Gaby giggle.

"I love you very much, Kawa." She whispered, clinging to him and hiding in his chest. He hugged her, preventing the cotton from touching her clothes.

"I love you too, pretty one. More than you know." He said against her hair, leaving another kiss there.

They parted, smiling at each other. Tooru looked at the watch he was wearing on his left wrist, noting that they had already been in the place for almost two hours. Time went too fast. That is what happens when you are so comfortable with someone.

"Do you want to go to the apartment yet? Or we can drive around town in the car." Oikawa asked, squeezing her thigh again.

"Let's go to the apartment, we can watch a movie or anime." Gaby replied.

[mikuswh0re]

Dabi

Fire, smoke, lighters, matches, gas stoves, permanent eye bags. Nose, lips, tongue and ear piercings

Fashion

Techwear, grunge, skater

Baggy pants

White tee shirts

Black and white striped shirt

Horror graphic tees

Thrasher, Vans, Hot topic

Flame designs

Black socks

Boots

Black airforces

Dirty trainers

Chains

White collar shirt

Black belt

Personality

Cold

Distant

Sadistic

Twisted or dark sense of humour

Quiet

Few close friends

Disorganised

Intelligent but for their own gain

Loves the smell of smoke

Skateboarding

Parkour

Graffiti

Vandalism

Arson

Petty theft

Space

Messy room

Clothes on bed and chairs

Plates and cups everywhere

Energy drinks

Sleeps late

Rock band posters

Pins on bag.

Music

Rock, Deathmetal, Glitchcore, Emo, Screamrap, Grunge, Indie.

My Chemical Romance

Infant Annihilator

Sewerslvt

Scarlxrd

Nirvana

Slipknot

Underground/early Xxxtentacion

Mindless Self Indulgence

"I suppose I love my scars because they have stayed with me more than most people." - Dabi

[blakkulture]

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