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Dress Code (m)
➾ reader x CEO!jimin
➾ word count: 6.3k words
➾ warnings: incredibly filthy smut with no plot at all | cumplay | dirty talk | tit fucking | slight demeaning names/ name calling | face fucking | oral sex | unprotected sex
➾ summary: ceo!jimin takes it upon himself to discipline you when your attire doesn’t exactly adhere to HR regulations
➾ a/n: okay look this is just my excuse to write a ceo!jimin smut… i just felt like i owed him big time after what i did to him in instant gratification :”) i speed wrote this in a day and didn’t proofread whatsoever rip…
The clattering sounds of typing, clicking and pages flipping lull you into a state of lethargy as your eyes flutter half-shut in your cubicle. Having graduated as an arts major two years ago, you’d never imagine being holed up with a mundane 9-5 office job that had almost nothing to do with your major. But bills needed to be paid and rent had to come from somewhere, so you find yourself trudging to work soulessly every morning, day in day out.
“Hey, are you almost done with those files I gave you this morning?” The voice of your co-worker Mingyu in the next cubicle jolts you into awareness immediately.
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Love Magnet ; Park Jimin
Summary: The Love Magnet is not a strip club- no, it isn’t a sex toy shop either! It’s a place to find love and… No, I’m not just saying that because I met Jimin- stop! I don’t know if Tae’s dick is big!
Alternatively; The Love Magnet holds all of your dreams as a kid, dreams of magic and an escape from the world. You never would have imagined to find yourself a lover, but it seems that the Love Magnet really is just that; magical.
Pairing: Jimin x reader
Words: 14066
Genre | AU: Fluff, romance, slow burn, smut, crack-ish | Magic!AU, CEO!AU
Warning(s): NSFW!! 18+ Cunnilingus, some magic fun, fingering, masturbation, public sex, sexting, explicit sex, dirty talk, orgasm denial, overstimulation
a/n: I just could not stop myself from writing smut in this one, I just couldn’t you guys. ALSO!! Big thanks to @jihiri for not only editing this monstrous fic, but also giving me lots and lots of ideas (for this fic and goddamn spin-offs)!! <3 <3 <3
You swear this building has never been here before. Years of walking past this area, you’re pretty sure you’d notice a building painted in red hues. It’s unmistakable, what with the afternoon sun highlighting the place. The sign reading “Love Magnet” tells you that this is a stripper club. If not, then it’s definitely a sex toy shop. You wish you had brought that neon green dildo Jeongguk gave you as a gift for Christmas - maybe you could have returned it. Or sold it. You aren’t picky, you just want it away from prying eyes. The colour makes you want to puke.
Walking into the building, maybe against your better judgement, you realize that the Love Magnet could also be a shop that simply went full out for Valentine’s Day. Three months early, when every shop in premise is already putting out Christmas decorations. You pray that this was the case. You do need a job after all.
Your last job had not worked well in your favour. One of your coworkers had sex with the boss to up her status and pay in the company, how cliché. The boss even ended up giving her a raise just to fuck her more, a raise that you rightfully deserved. Jeongguk agreed, huffing a “I’m ready to beat him the fuck up, Y/N! Just tell me when.”
You carefully had to tell him that there were laws that would go against him in court. “In fact, I’m pretty sure you’ll get sued and go to jail.”
He simply replied with a “I’m stronger than any law,” and a flex of his bicep to prove his point.
You hate Jeongguk with a passion. His antics have never changed since high school, and you wonder why and how you’ve remained friends with a guy that flexes so much. You swear to never tell him this, but you wouldn’t have it any other way.
You enter the shop slowly, ready to run had there been any sign of naked people or sex toys. Having seen none, you enter the Love Magnet fully. The temperature rises ever so slightly, and it’s with surprise that you hear a low buzzing that masks the otherwise silent building. It’s the tell-tale sound of magic being used, an odd noise that no one knew the answer to, despite magickind insisting that magic needed to release energy, which takes the form of both sound and heat.
A childlike glee runs up your spine. You’ve never been fully immersed in a place literally buzzing with magic. You blame the government, even if it were for the safety of society. The education system split up the schooling of magickind and humankind. Having a non-magic user suddenly be bombarded with the strength of magic never seemed like a smart idea, especially since every magic user has a magical aura of some kind. You’re not too knowledgeable in the topic though, your teachers have only spoken of it sparingly.
Never having step foot into a magic shop before, you allow yourself to marvel at the store’s contents. At first it seems just like any other store, but the Love Magnet has a distinguishable haze to it; the haze that magic brings to those not familiar, the unmistakable wave of magic curling in between the aisles. The magic that lingers in the air holds comfort. It feels like home, but magic could never replicate human emotion fully. The store still holds a level of oddity - you suppose it’s merely because you’ve never been exposed to a large concentration of magic.
Rows of shelves distinguish different sections of products, its shelves strewn with potions. Most potions advertise for an enhancement of beauty and luck of some sort. You stumble across a product with a “70% hit rate” blinking at you from the potion’s labelling. Literally. It flashes several different colours.
People of all sorts of bloodlines live in the North. Something about the cold weather bringing the potency of potions higher than anyone could have ever expected, so the influx of magickind in these parts is not surprising.
Though you wonder if magic is capable of hiding the construction of a building, you’re pretty sure it can. Maybe your observational prowess has failed you because swear to God the Love Magnet was not on this street before.
“Shit!” Swearing furiously under your breath, you nearly stumble over a lone cauldron. It’s odd that the company placed a cauldron in the middle of a shop. You have a sneaking suspicion that no matter where this cauldron is placed, it’ll move as it wishes. Staring at the cauldron as it sways slightly - was it doing that before? - you nearly scream when a sign zooms in front of you, almost hitting you in the face before stopping abruptly. You take a few steps back as it levitates above the cauldron.
LOVE POTIONS AVAILABLE Ask assistant clerk for details
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Real life locations from Kimi no Na wa.(Your name) -seichi junrei (Tokyo side)
By: @crean(Medium.com) Instagram: @artwoonz
OH MY GOD THE DELETED SCEne OF 39
BEN HARDY AS ROGER WITH THE FUCKING TAMBOURINE END ME PLEASE BDHSHSGSG
My friend just came out as trans and this was his name reveal party… enjoy :)
im still suffering whiplash from that scene where raquel seductively asked the professor to look under the table. i was reeling, “this crazy bitch really not wearing unDeRWEAR??????? IN PUBLIC??” and when he did, there was a gun pointed at him and i fell out of my bed. it was truly amazing
the professor when the police does everything as he planned
a mood: ben being cute and hot at the same time
Credit to Dara Muscat for photographs. Check out the rest of her art!
post malone for @proffesional-fangirl-potterhead & @goodvibes-and-gangsterrap :))
;snack thief (m)
pairing— jeon jungkook x reader genre/warnings— smut; oral (female receiving), some type of dry humping? (I googled and it seems to he called intercrural sex? basically jungkook fucks between ur thighs lmao), established relationship, fluffy and domesticated 🤧 words— 3,139
Jungkook steals your snacks while you’re away. Can he make it up to you? He’ll try his best…
a/n— just something small i originally started for his birthday! Was going to scrap it altogether because I was too busy to finish on time, but i thought it would be a shame, so here you go, take this mindless drabble 😭
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Dark Desires ( JJK/ Demon AU)
Pairing: Jeon Jungkook| Reader Words: 6.3K Rating: NSFW (18+) Genre: Demon AU Warnings: pwp. smut. fingering, oral (receiving/giving), cumplay, edging, orgasm denial, dom/sub undertones. Synapse: You’re a herbalist looking for herbs and the reason behind the mountains being off limits. Surely, the hills must have more medicinal plants, but, what lies there, is something far more sinister.
For my lovely wife @barbika1508 who requested me with a prompt that turned absolutely filthy under her influence. I’ve got no regrets whatsoever. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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“Its inevitable, high school is gonna end, we are gonna move to different towns. We aren’t going to see these people everyday anymore, we have six months left together. Six more months of lunches 5 days a week at the same table in the same room in the same school. About 150, give or take a few, days until we graduate and leave this school forever. 4 years of our lives is done. And some people might think that this is a dark depressing thought, that in six months we will leave our best friends behind and move on to another part of our life story. But I think there is a difference between me and someone who thinks this is dark and depressing. You, who thinks this is a dark thought who doesn’t want to hear it, you are probably scared, terrified for the inevitable future that awaits you. And thats perfectly fine, be scared to leave your best friends, that fear is going to drive you to make the most out of these last six months together. Its going to make you want to go out and go to games, dress crazily for spirit weeks, not give a crap about what other people in the school think because you are enjoying yourself for the last time with these people. The difference is I am okay with me and my friends splitting up. I have seven best friends and we hang out all the time. I know that these people are going to be the ones I can count on, these people are going to be with me for the rest of my life, most likely the ones I want to have in my wedding. There is going to be distance put in between us and it will be hard to talk. Seven different people, seven different schedules, seven different towns, finding the time for everyone to talk will be so hard but I’m not worried. These are the people that I know I can count on, that will call me out when I’m lying and will help me through a bad day. I know that we might be able to talk everyday, and I think I’m okay with that because I know that these are the types of people that I don’t need to talk to everyday because I know that they will always be there for me. That doesn’t mean I’m not going to try to talk to them, believe me I am, but it means that I will be okay if there comes a point where everyone is too busy to talk everyday. Now with all this being said, and how I am not scared, that doesn’t mean I won’t take advantage of these six months, I will. I will enjoy every moment that we spend together, every lunch, every dinner at my house, every song played on my guitar in my room, every old movie watched together, every car ride blasting music. I’m going to love every minute of it, but I know that I will be okay when it comes to the point where all of that is just a memory. I will be okay when we all leave, yes I will be heartbroken but I know that we will always find our ways back to each other. I think more seniors need to understand this. People think when high school is over they end a book, they think of there life as a book series, but its not, its one long novel. High school is just a chapter in it, and just because the chapter is over doesn’t mean the main characters cease to exist. Yes new characters come into the story, but the main ones will always be there, maybe not like they were before, and maybe not in the next chapter, but they will come back into the story. It might be years down the line, but the people who are supposed to be in your life, have a way of coming back. These are your best friends, the people you meet in high school and if your lucky they will be there for the rest of your life.”
— Something I said during my religion class today
deus abençoe um homem
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Lara Jean realizing she didn’t really had feelings for josh
Attached at The Hip | Peter Kavinsky
The music pounded loudly against my ears as I danced with Lara Jean, holding hands to stay close together while we sipped from the classic red solo cups in our opposite hands.
“Hey where’s Peter?” Lara Jean whispered into my ear, trying to talk over the loud music.
I looked around, trying to spot my tall brown haired boyfriend in the sea full of people, but saw none of his familiar curls.
“Umm I’m not sure. He was talking to his boys before but now he’s not even in the same room anymore.” I shrugged and pouted.
“That’s surprising. Usually you guys are attached to the hip.” She teased.
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