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@cloudyjoongie
The next time y'all going out/order take out/cook to eat kbbq or whatever restaurant you love most for the meat, think of our best girl.
Love you, Sasha. 💕♥️
Haruki is so relatable
being a bi man getting the chance to date a bi woman has tbh been such a fulfilling and amazing experience for me. it’s been so freeing for me to finally be able to get over many parts of my internalized biphobia and share my life with another bi person who cares for me so deeply and intricately.
bi men and women dating each other is an experience that is so nuanced and unique i can’t even really explain it properly — the both of us share a deep understanding with each other due to our shared bisexuality (and the fact that i’m a nb trans man, but that’s besides the point) that cishet m/f relationships simply do not have. quite frankly, it is unfair and not based in reality to think that the two could ever be the same or similar in dynamic.
it just rly goes to show how people who aren’t bisexual will continue to misunderstand how we as bisexuals have extremely complicated relationships with sexuality, sex, and gender, and us being in different gender relationships does not and will never take away from that.
ppl who aren’t bisexual i encourage you to rb this but please dont be a clown in the notes
This is why I don’t tell 99% people im bisexual
I love how gay people do it too. Just… really? You’re literally saying the same shit to bisexuals that straight people say to you, and you don’t see the hypocrisy?
If youre biphobic or hate bisexuals, fucking unfollow me, for serious.
If youre biphobic or hate bisexuals, fucking unfollow me, for serious.
Why is this a thing like really? Homosextual people of ALL beings should understand that you like what you like and if the answer multiple choice then that’s just more love to go around non?
BY REBLOGGING THIS YOU ARE SAYING THAT YOUR BLOG IS COMPLETELY ACCEPTING OF BI FOLKS!!! BISEXUAL PEOPLE ARE PART OF THE LGBT+ COMMUNITY AND IF YOU DISAGREE, PLEASE UNFOLLOW ME
BISEXUAL INDIVIDUALS ARE VALID AND LOVED ON THIS BLOG, PASS IT ON!
BY REBLOGGING THIS YOU ARE SAYING THAT YOUR BLOG IS COMPLETELY ACCEPTING OF BI FOLKS!!! BISEXUAL PEOPLE ARE PART OF THE LGBT+ COMMUNITY AND IF YOU DISAGREE, PLEASE UNFOLLOW ME
Yeah, if you don’t support bi people, unfollow my blog right fucking now. You’re not welcome here.
To other bi people, we are valid and we are here to stay. Bi people in straight relationships are just as valid as bi people in gay relationships. The likelihood of someone cheating does not depend on their sexuality, it depends on how shitty of a person they are.
So I coloured in this gif just to see how it’d look….
among us lgbt+ icons !!
Yunho and Wooyoung, but I drew them as Victor and Yuri 💕❤😍😭
Pls do not repost!
For more of my art, follow my IG @virgorisingart
Fans who didn’t read the manga: *making their predictions for the next episodes* *praying that thing x doesn’t happen*
Fans who read the manga:
One person; two personas.
one agape and one eros.
Don’t ever take your eyes off me.
Whatsnew inktober prompt rules:
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Nudity, gore, death is allowed but it will be tagged by us as nsfw, gore and negative
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me: gets distracted from hw and reads fanfic instead my brain:
As the small earth rotates, I learn to become more kind
I want to hug you once more, as soft as I can
You've been locked in here forever and you just can't say goodbye.
-Apocalypse, cigarettes after sex
This is the first time I am posting my artwork in my blog and it is both a pain and pleasure that I present to you Eiji and Ash. I just finished Banana Fish last week and and somehow and somewhere ya girl had to take it out on something and what better way than to draw the heartbreak, right? Haha, I don't think I will ever move on from Banana Fish just yet. I think that it will take a while like lol, the way I invested so much tears and emotion on this. As I am typing this, my heart still aches for my boys.
Anyway, I hope you like my artwork. The best couple there is. ❤😍
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters and are property of Akimi Yoshida. You are welcome to share, pls do not forget to credit.
If you like my art, you can choose to follow me on my IG handle: virgorisingart
I finished Banana Fish and EVERYTHING HURTS. I don’t think I’m going to get over this god damn series in a long, long time. So at 2am, delirious from so many emotions, I wrote this clunky as hell little snippet modelled after the infamous volume 19 splash page. Enjoy???
Intimacy was a difficult thing for Ash to understand. Lust, sure, he’d been on the receiving end of lust enough times to know the way it bent and broke those it wanted. Intimacy, though, didn’t seek to subjugate so there was no way to outsmart it or use it.
With Eiji, intimacy was a learning curve.
He’d spent the better part of the year as Eiji’s student. Learning how to smile, be held, and seek shelter in someone else. At first they had an intimacy that rivalled what he’d shared with Shorter, and then, when he wasn’t looking, it had become more.
Now, stretched out in the same bed in the Manhattan apartment, he felt surrounded by it. In the background, the repaired air conditioning started up with a rumble and the blinds clacked softly against each other. The apartment always smelled a bit like take-out and the laundry detergent that Eiji used to wash everybody’s clothes. Eiji’s laughter and Ash’s crooked grin were as worn into the place as Eiji’s favourite spot on the couch. It felt like a home, with the fond memories to match.
Ash had laughed the first time Eiji pushed their beds together.
“Pushing the beds together? What are we, a mormon couple?”
“So many nightmares,” Eiji had chided, trying to make light of the way Ash haunted windowsills and hallways after them. “You think I don’t hear you staring at me, or feel you sit on the bed to be near me. Like a child wanting to crawl in bed with their parents but being too shy to ask. Now you won’t be shy.”
“You can’t hear me staring,” Ash had huffed.
“So you admit, you do it.”
Eiji made jokes about the nightmares because what happened at night was too painful to examine by daylight. He normalized it, and Ash loved him for that.
And that love—the dangerous, warm thing their intimacy had so effortlessly rolled into—was exactly why Ash struggled to acknowledge the ways lust had begun to colour it.
His hand reached out across the bed towards Eiji’s back. Eiji was naked down to his underwear. They both were. It started when the air conditioner broke and then became the norm. Ash’s body had been seen by hundreds of men and yet laying near naked beside Eiji was the most vulnerable he’d ever felt—his defences left with his socks and jeans on the bedroom floor.
It would have been so easy to lay his palm against Eiji’s neck and run up the back of his hair to smooth the unruly bit at the top. Or to press a kiss along the top of his spine, just to feel how warm and sweet his skin really was. He wanted to breathe on his neck until Eiji couldn’t help but chuckle, or pull the older boy flush against him to make sure he didn’t disappear while Ash slept.
Ash’s hand curled into a fist inches from the small little hairs on the back of Eiji’s neck.
But he couldn’t. He had no right.
His past wasn’t the problem because the idea of purity was bullshit. Eiji wasn’t innocent, or weak, or some angel that he’d tarnish and ruin by simply touching him. Eiji had proven time and time again that he wasn’t breakable.
Instead, it seemed selfish.
Eiji loved him with everything and did so without expecting anything in return. He’d spent months helping Ash to understand that. What right did Ash have to turn around and put expectations on it? To colour their easy intimacy with the first little sparks of genuine desire he’d felt in ages? To put that on Eiji and hope and hope and hope he felt it back was self-serving.
Why was it so goddamn hard to finally want something?
Ash moved a little closer, falling into the shallow dip between the two beds. He sighed heavily, content with being closer to Eiji, and let sleep take him for a few hours.
Once his breathing had evened, Eiji rolled around to stare at Ash. The worry lines and tight jaw were gone—there would be no nightmares tonight.
“Maybe tomorrow night, hm, Ash?” Eiji smiled sadly at the hand extended across the bed towards him, caught wanting. He leaned over and pressed a kiss on one of Ash’s bruised knuckles. “I can wait.”
I wish to trap you in my memories…