KISS EACH OTHER!!! THROUGH THE BLOOD & SWEAT & FILTH!!!! THROUGH THE FORCED SODOMY!!! KISS!!!!!!!!
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KISS EACH OTHER!!! THROUGH THE BLOOD & SWEAT & FILTH!!!! THROUGH THE FORCED SODOMY!!! KISS!!!!!!!!
honestly we need more uke liam raping noel...... liam who uses his size advantage to clutch onto noel and pin him down and fuck himself onto his cock while noel swears and tears up and yells at him to stop and get off
been thinking of "Give it to me, fuckin' give it to me, Noely" did you think liam ever managed to trick his brother into having penetration?? i think he did 😌
I was talking about that in the comments LOL. It's actually so sexy.... Liam convincing Noel that by turning all the lights off in the room the illusion will be more vivid.... "Got us one of them warmers, Noely. Fancy, like, more real", getting them under the covers nice & cozy so Noel can't really see what's going on..... Liam covertly tossing the fleshlight to the side when it's time to tango and instead guiding Noels cock into himself 😇 (all nice and prepped from the hour before)
Noel has no idea, slipping into the seering, white hot of Liam. Modern fleshlight technology must go CRAAAZYY because it feels waay too realistic & good.
Liam is squirming, a rush of a tremble making his whole body quiver, face gone a ruddy red with drool cascading down his chin.
Noels like... Damn, Liam's kind of a good actor why is he selling this so hard to me.... He knows I'm still not going to say " I love you" after this right.
And when Noel finds out.... Heh..... Because he WILL find out.......
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Noel kicking Liam in the stomach so hard he pisses himself 🫶
Liam & Noel who don't do anal because it's a little too complicated for their fast-paced (and incestuous) lifestyle but eventually they start getting the itch so instead Liam surprises Noel with a fleshlight and has him fuck into it while encouraging him..... telling Noel how good it feels having his big brother inside him and how dirty & sick of a pervert he is.... Breathing into each other's mouths while Liam begs so sweetly, "Give it to me, fuckin' give it to me, Noely".
Noel cums like crazy just from the illusion of everything and eventually it escalates to Liam sitting on Noels hips and reaching behind himself to twist the fleshlight up and down; bouncing in sync with it to simulate that he's riding him. From Noels perspective he basically can't tell the difference (or so he THINKS) and it's literally so mind blowing he gets borderline nauseous from it lol....
So of course Noel is somewhat satisfied with this arrangement like "Alright, we finally found an acceptable (?) moral loophole so we don't have to think about That anymore" while Liam is side eyeing him from the corner like "LOL....Whatever you say Chief...." and immediately starts mouth breathing as he gets lost in thought on how he's going to sneak out into the big beautiful world to research how to give himself an enema ASAP.
Noel and Liam going to a random party while on tour. They start bickering about nothing in particular until eventually Noel fucks off for a bit to mind his own business. They're in an unfamiliar place, miles and miles away from everything that they know; but he's not his brothers keeper. He's got his own charcuterie board of coke and tits and weed to worry about and he's sick of the needy little asshole nipping at his heels every step of the way. He ends up fancying some townie girl, snogging her out on the porch, letting her whirl him around the light post in the reflective rain wet rock of the cobblestone streets. He's on cloud-fucking-nine when suddenly there's a commotion from the house. Lots of yelling. He figures it's our kid, when isn't it? But when he goes back in; ready for the inevitable row; it's bonehead giving it to some pantsless bloke Noel's never seen before. He comes over; tries to figure out why everyone's gone suddenly mad- and finds that it is Liam, just not in the way he thought.
He turns and sees a dark room, the door swung open casting light onto the vague mound of a person on the crumpled up cotton sheets. He walks in, hands white knuckled and his eyes huge and gluttonous for some grasp of understanding. Bonehead still has the bloke by the collar of his pleated shirt, the fellas prick soft and swaying between his legs in a way that's horribly human- ugly and pink, like an animal. Bonehead tells Noel, "This fucker was puttin' it on Liam, right, thought, thought maybe it was-fuck, but nah, it wasn't, it wasn't right. He's completely out of it. You've got to do something, Noel."
Liam is completely slack there on the bed, face mushed up halfway onto the pillow and a little sliver of drool escaping the thin slit of his lips leaving a dark patch below him. His kecks are down, the flat expanse of his ass glazed in a curious glisten. Noel tries to nudge him awake, fingers trembling. He quickly attempts to pull up Liams jeans over his boxy waist but it's a pain, and still, he doesn't move.
Noel mutters wetly under his breath in disbelief.
"Kidda, wake up. Liam... Get up. Really, now I mean it. Liam. Hey, c'mon.."
The pantsless bloke is swearing, apparently having gained his bearings back.
"He wanted it, mate, fuck you-!"
"Did you drug him? You fuckin' drug him?"
"I didn't fuckin' drug him, listen, he's drunk, you're crazy-"
Noel comes over and suckers one right between his eyes; right into nose where the cartilage breaks way with a spongy sounding snap. Blood burst out in an instant; a jammy cascade of pulpy red down those ugly lips that are curling up in pain- but it isn't anything to him, it's nothing at all. Noel keeps going, he goes until somehow they've dragged each other to the streets and their bodies are twining over the wet stone like they're caught up in some kind of repugnant dance. White billows of hot breath sucked in through broken teeth, Noels knuckles are bleeding just as furiously as every other part of himself. He's pulled away in a daze, a meandering crowd of onlookers hooting and hollering at his pageantry of rage- when Boneheads back to him. They've got to help Liam.
Please, please, please.
There's a few women in the room around Liam now, brushing his sweat slicked bangs back and trying to comfort him even though he isn't awake to accept any of it. The band wraps a knitted blanket around his limp body, buttons his jeans up, starts lugging him out to the streets where they hail themselves a cab.
What is Noel to do?
In the morning, it seems Liam's got no memory of the night before. He emerges from his room no less perky than usual, if not wincing a bit when he walks too heavy. A weird twinge in him he can't care to place. Probably slept wrong, maybe ate something bad that's hurting his stomach. Nothing a nice cuppa and a hot shower won't fix. Liam doesn't know why the band is giving him this odd look; like-like he's got a hole in his britches he just hasn't noticed yet and they're too embarrassed to go on and tell him about it. He keeps trying to fancy himself up in his reflection but nobody is saying owt- especially Noel; who's practically twisting up his body to be as far away from Liam as physically possible. Tapping his foot, biting his fingernails. Liam points out his busted up knuckles with an innocent air of intrigue, and Noel blanches; all the color spooled out of his face into a sickly, paling gray.
How's he supposed to look his baby brother in the eye, into those horrible, baby blues, and say 'Look, Liam, I've really got to tell you. Last night someone caught you being raped by another man'?
He slaps Liam away, suddenly mortified and furious at the thought.
Of course it all spirals into an evitable fight, how can it not. That's all they know how to do, isn't it? Burn each other alive, pour gasoline on the flesh, sear the other ones bones to blackened ash and then broil that alongside everything too. Some bastard stuck it in his little brother like a pig on a spike and of course it all lands on Noel to deal with the aftermath.
So he tells him.
No, that isn't right- he blames him.
Because it's Liam's fault, isn't it? Acting like a God, spreading himself out into the world in one great, loud smear. Taunting dolly lashes and self-imposed immortality. Look at me, love me, play with me. Of course you got fucking raped, you idiot. What did you think? What did you think was going to happen, really?
And Liam doesn't believe him at first. Of course he doesn't. But then why did Bonehead look so awfully sad this morning, and why did Guigsy flinch from meeting his hand when they both reached out for the pepper shaker, and why did Tony refuse to meet his gaze?
Unless everybody knew except for him.
"I bet you were fuckin' gaggin' for it, kid."
He twitches away from Noel like his words can divvy up inside the parts of him that are already emptied out and ruined. And maybe Noel wants that. Wants to crawl into the wounds made by another and lick the oily drip from the hallowed out walls inside until that hurt is his too, and there's nothing left of Liams that he doesn't completely, and utterly own. If he can just fill up that part of him, add to what was taken- then maybe that shared hurt will become something other than this.
And Noel doesn't even know if it's love or hate that perpetuates this filth inside him- this need. Is it love towards his brother and a compassion he doesn't know how to express or is it hate for all that he can't have, hate that someone peeled into the soft supple plump of their bellies and gobbled them up again.
FUCK YOUR BROTHER AND YOU WILL BOTH BE CLEAN AMEN!
hi wow :p first drawing um hi tumblr i dunno how u work but here ❤️❤️ any way noely g beating his little brother half to death unnghghh 🤤
I'm going crazy i could've sworn i saw a picture of a shirt on here that read out SORRY FOR TOUCHING YOU WHEN YOU WERE YOUNGER but it's disappeared into nish. did i hallucinate this. did i see it in a dream.
noel..............
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someone show dennis cooper the loch lomond kiss
dO yu care if I share dis
I'm going crazy i could've sworn i saw a picture of a shirt on here that read out SORRY FOR TOUCHING YOU WHEN YOU WERE YOUNGER but it's disappeared into nish. did i hallucinate this. did i see it in a dream.
noel..............
liam crossdressing but in a 'girl-next-door' sorta way... nonchalantly showing up at the pub to meet noel in a long wool skirt and a big sweater with a hint of shimmering rouge on the apples of his cheeks. his fingernails are delicately manicured and his perfume is rich & warm. he wears satin button up pajamas to bed, pink & white and gentle on the skin. lets his hair get long and grows it out to curl around his face nicely. wears training bras and homely looking panties because it's not even a sexual thing, he's just likes being in touch with his womanly side and such. he likes knitted sweaters and neutral colors and skirts that stop around the knee the best. it drives noel fucking insane <3
I think it's so moe how liam always hunkers down when kissing noel so noel is in the more dominant position... he wants to be little so bad........
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