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Staff: *bans female presenting nipples*

Me: goddamnit this is exactly how Japanese tentacle porn was created

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I really want a science fiction story where aliens come to invade earth and effortlessly wipe out humanity, only to be fought off by the wildlife.

They were expecting military resistance. They weren’t counting on bears.

THIS IS THE HARDEST I HAVE LAUGHED IN SO LONG YOU HAVE CURED MY DEPRESSION

aaaaaa trans rights!!!! fuck

Fuck insomnia.

Small Rant About my Stupidity

I'm an idiot and I can't believe it took me this long to come to such a FUCKING OBVIOUS CONCLUSION but I'm demisexual. I am SO ANGRY at myself. This would have saved me so much FUCKING TROUBLE. ARGH. I have lied. To. So. Many. People. About. Having crushes on celebrities. Finding people in my class attractive. Just. So. I. Could. Feel. Normal. I thought something was wrong with me? I was never sure if I was gay or not because I have only ever been attracted to one person. I have had conversations with my bi friend about female celebrities and who's the hottest and I just picked women that I admired because NONE OF THEM WERE ATTRACTIVE. She was like "Marzia right?" And I was like "HAHA YEAH HER TOO." And I can't tell my friends because then I would have to explain why I know I'm demi and not ace which involves telling everyone that I have a crush on my best friend. And no one wants that. So I swear to GOD past me. Why are you such an IDIOT? Now I'm stuck in a hole and I know my friends will completely accept me when I do tell them but I can't just yet because then I would have to explain crap-tonnes of shit that I've said so I could pretend to be sexually attracted to fucking Maya Hawke or Zendaya but I'm really not I just love them as people so yeah now I'm just ready to die.

✨ REBLOG IF YOU AGREE THAT THERE ARE MORE THAN 3 SEXUALITIES ✨

Some words to use when writing things:

winking

clenching

pulsing

fluttering

contracting

twitching

sucking

quivering

pulsating

throbbing

beating

thumping

thudding

pounding

humming

palpitate

vibrate

grinding

crushing

hammering

lashing

knocking

driving

thrusting

pushing

force

injecting

filling

dilate

stretching

lingering

expanding

bouncing

reaming

elongate

enlarge

unfolding

yielding

sternly

firmly

tightly 

harshly

thoroughly

consistently

precision

accuracy

carefully

demanding

strictly

restriction

meticulously

scrupulously

rigorously

rim

edge

lip

circle

band

encircling

enclosing

surrounding

piercing

curl

lock

twist

coil

spiral

whorl

dip

wet

soak

madly

wildly

noisily

rowdily

rambunctiously

decadent

degenerate

immoral

indulgent

accept

take

invite

nook

indentation

niche

depression

indent

depress

delay

tossing

writhing

flailing

squirming

rolling

wriggling

wiggling

thrashing

struggling

grappling

striving

straining

i’m concerned about boys with mental illnesses and eating disorders and abusive relationships and sexual assault survivor stories and self-harming tendencies who never get the attention or care or help they need because all of those things “don’t happen to men” or because “all men are horrible monsters” and i just wanna say if you’re a boy and you’re struggling with something hard, your gender doesn’t diminish or dismiss your struggles or make them any less significant or difficult and i love you and i’m here for you

say it LOUDER for the people in the BACK

Ahhh. Yay it's done!

You turn on the radio one morning to find another one of those Rap songs where every 4th word is a swear. Naturally the Radio bleeps it out, but you realize that it sounds familiar. You realize that the rappers are speaking in Morse code.

not to be That Guy but nobody cried this much when brazils national museum burned down in september, just goes to show how much people favor white history!!!

Flarriel

Oh God

Find your REAL Angel name

• First two letters of your last name • First vowel of your first name • Third letter of your middle name (or parent’s first name if you don’t have a middle name • Last consonant of your last name • Add IEL or EL to the end!

Happy, about to stitch Peter up for the third time that week: I'm warning you, this is gonna hurt pretty bad

Peter: I can take it

Happy: no matter how good a hero you were/are there's absolutely nothing you could've done that would have prevented Tony's death and throwing yourself headfirst into increasingly dangerous situations isn't making you a 'more competent hero' it's just distracting you from the pain of losing a third father figure and saving you the terrifying ordeal of having to accept that things are out of your control sometimes

Peter:

Happy: I did warn you

*muffled sobbing*

I miss yuri on ice!!!

Sero x Shinsou x Kaminari (SeroShinKami)

They want to hang out with him.

 I just want Shinsou to be in Class 1-A is that too much too ask for? 

Please reblog if you can <3 

くコ: 彡 くコ: 彡くコ: 彡くコ: 彡くコ: 彡くコ: 彡

Reblog those rainbow gay squids and something good will happen to you

A Timeline of Women’s Fashion from 1784-1970 (source: http://kottke.org/17/07/a-timeline-of-womens-fashion-from-1784-1970)

Watch: This plus-size dance company is blowing away outdated stereotypes about what kind of body you should have to be a savage dancer

Dancer Akira Armstrong has been featured in two Beyoncé music videos, but when she flew to Los Angeles, she couldn’t find an agent to represent her — due to her size. So she decided to form her own dance company, and they are killing it.

Gifs: The Scene

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Summer break romance ♡

prints & art zine available aurigae.tictail.com ♥(ˆ⌣ˆԅ)

This is at the same time the greatest and most terrifying thing on this website and I love it.

memeception

I wrote 28K of Otayuri as a secret Santa gift for @softieghost 💗  Hopefully you’ll enjoy it, dear.  Summary: Best friends have no secrets. Best friends know everything about each other. So how come, when two best friends fall crazy in love, that everyone around them notices. Everyone but them? I couldn’t decide between writing angst, smut or fluff. So I wrote all of it with a big side of mutual pining and heartbreak. Psss! There might be a happy ending too?  @secret-otayuri-and-rarepairs 

The many times Victor Nikiforov dreamt of how soft and pliable Katsuki Yuuri’s lips were seemed to be endless. But he knew boundaries, he wouldn’t kiss him unless the circumstances called for it, and god did he hope for them to call for it.

In Hasetsu, Victor found himself falling out of love with the idea of him and in love with the very core of Yuuri. His drive, his unrealized beauty, his passion the moment he glided across the ice and truly became the most beautiful person he’d ever seen on the ice, were what drove him to remain patient and hopelessly loyal. Victor figured if his lips wouldn’t be graced by the soft plushness just yet he would find an excuse to brush at them every chance he had. Whether it was to demonstrate his own Eros by asking him to show his true one soon while gently traversing the softness of his lips with the pads of his thumbs, or applying lip balm on his constantly chapped lips, or even swiping away at a grain of rice that stubbornly strayed at the corners of his mouth no matter what he did, it was enough for Victor especially when he was rewarded with a blush and a shy look down to the ground for the first few weeks.

Victor had gotten close once to knowing the feeling during a beautiful summer day where he had decided that they should have an off day and explore the beach. He adored the way the sound of the seagulls reminded him of Piter, but the beauty of the beaches of Hasetsu were enough to render him speechless. He’d sat at the shore with Yuuri an endless amount of times, but he wanted to truly explore it with him.

He couldn’t remember the last time he smiled so broadly that his cheeks hurt from the flawless effort. Makkachin seemed more like a puppy as she kept up with chasing them around the water, Yuuri had even initiated a water fight as he splashed Victor senseless, eliciting a chorus of giggling and laughter. After a long day chasing Yuuri and Makkachin across the sand, getting enveloped in the salty ocean water and only resting to have a few snacks that Hiroko had graciously packed for them, eventually it was time to call an end to their day by rinsing down in the accessible showers to get the remnants of sand away. As soon as he twisted the spout on, Victor saw Yuuri staring at him through the gentle waterfall. His heart shaped smile only grew broader as he reached over to rustle up Yuuri’s hair and he returned the gesture as they laughed together under the spouts with Makkachin prancing between them and shaking excess water against them.

As they reached to turn off the water, Victor made a grab for the towels and worked to pat away at the droplets that clung on to his silver tendrils and again he caught Yuuri staring.

“Do I have something on me?” Victor asked brightly.

Yuuri furiously shook his head and continued to look on with a look that was a mixture of awe and possible curiosity. After a few moments Yuuri appeared to find resolve and found the nerve to ask something that Victor had learned seemed to be truly intimate in Japan.

“Could I dry your hair?” Yuuri inquired.

Victor threw the towel over at Yuuri and stood directly in front of him, peeking over his shoulder with a wink.

“Of course, I’ll leave it to you, Yuuri!” Victor said absolutely delighted.

He could hear Yuuri laughing nervously but soon his hands were working the towel gently against the length of his hair. It was something Victor thought he could get used to if only to have any excuse to be this close. He hadn’t realized he was in a daze and that Yuuri was done until he opened his eyes and saw Yuuri was directly in front of him.

“Will you do mine now?”

With softened eyes, Victor nodded and ran his fingers through the dampness of Yuuri’s hair. He had previously worked with his hair as they tried to figure out what look would be best suited for him when he was out on the ice, and each time he got lost in the raven strands. Today Yuuri smelled like the ocean and he could still make out the scent of his shampoo. Just as he was sure there were no more stray drops, Victor nudged Yuuri and smiled fondly down at him.

“Shall we head back for dinner and a soak in the onsen?”

Yuuri nodded and walked beside Victor, his body seemed less stiff than it usually was and Victor was delighted to witness that.

“Hey Victor?” Yuuri began.

“Yes, Yuuri?”

Yuuri abruptly stopped walking and looped his arm around Victor’s shoulder, bringing his head down so he could lace a quick kiss against his temple and the top of his head.

“I...I feel a lot of gratitude right now and I didn’t know how else to show it so.” Yuuri said clearly flustered.

Victor’s heart threatened to burst from his chest, as he gently placed his finger tips against his temple, though it was quick the feeling of Yuuri’s lips against them were even softer than he could have hoped for.

Yuuri was about to apologize for the intrusion when Victor asked, “May I show you mine?”

Wordlessly Yuuri’s mouth gaped open in curiosity, his eyes searched Victor’s for a clear answer on what he was about to do, but he nodded all the same. Victor smiled gently down at the man before him, as he drew a lithe hand up to rustle at the tendrils of sunkissed hair once again. Victor then made the swift move to kiss against Yuuri’s temple and then his forehead. He heard Yuuri gasp at the forehead kiss and glanced down to see that same lovely blush he loved to see starting at the bridge of his nose and scattering to the edges of his cheeks.

“Thank you for a wonderful day, Yuuri.” Victor said softly.

He noted just how close he was to Yuuri’s face, and was surprised that Yuuri hadn’t repelled back as he usually would have. Instead, Victor had to be reminded once again that Yuuri was a world of surprises especially as he felt Yuuri’s fingers interlocking with his own. There were no more words that had to be spoken between them, and for now Victor was more than okay with working through the feeling of how wonderful it was to feel the warmth of his hand against his own as they walked back to the inn in absolute harmony.

🎵 Turn around, Look at what you see~~~ 

Not The troop we deserve, But the troop we need.  👌💜✨

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This is why I don’t tell 99% people im bisexual