NEVER
And I mean NEVER
Have I folded faster than this moment right here

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NEVER
And I mean NEVER
Have I folded faster than this moment right here
Cheese!!!!
Last photo of the night
Screw a ‘Hear me out cake’. Im boutta make a ‘Hold me back’ cake.
Here's a headcannon ::
Connie,Jean,& probably Sahsa listen to WAP (probably religiously)
Levi, coming from around the corner: “what are you rejects listening to now?”
Sasha: “a—ah!!! Levi- s-sir! Nothing! We were listening to nothing!!”
Jean, and Connie in sync: “GOBBLE ME, SWALLOW ME, DRIP DOWN THE SIDE OF ME-“
Levi: “….”
Levi: “what the fuck?”
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Lol~ 😭✋🏼
no but like that’s actually hilarious lmao
it would end up being a tradition for them, they gotta get their daily WAP listen in
they’re getting ready to fight a titan & connie is like yo hold up one sec and then they play it and bop out and once it’s over he like nods at the titan and is like ight continue
I know right! Connie just whips out a speaker and is like- “alright bet, let’s get this done!”
The titan would be so confused 😭
And Levi would be shaking his head in disappointment in the corner! 😂😂
Reiner the man that you are let me take u to pound town
The Fallen Angel Levi Ackerman
True love 😮💨
“is nanami single?”
suguru’s face drops, like the nature of what you’ve just asked him is much, much worse than it is.
your best friend’s gaze slowly flicks over to the man sitting alone in front of you, typing away on his laptop only a couple yards away.
“that nanami?” he sighs.
you watch kento pause to take a long sip of whatever foamy drink he’s nursing, running lithe hand through the shaggy bangs you’ve daydreamed about more times than humanly possible.
“yes him, who else?”
“how many times are you going to ask me that this week? i don’t know.” the catty tilt in your best friend's tone is unsurprising.
it’s quiet for a bit, suguru returning to his homeowork without so much as a peep. you consider asking again, maybe rephrasing the question differently. he had to know something. anything to clue you in on whether or not your efforts to woo the campus’ hottest nerd were in vain.
suguru can feel your train of thought from a mile away, dragging a hand down his face before speaking up a little louder than he needs to.
“oh for fucks sake—kento! you single?”
you were 100% going to kill him for that. maybe sneak into his dorm and smother him with a pillow tonight. the only tangible solution to offset the way your adrenaline spikes and your stomach drops.
the man behind you perks up at the noise, scanning the library with a confused look until his attention settles on you. not suguru, but you.
the blond stands, making his way over to you, eyes narrowed with intrigue. your stomach twists, half anxiety half anticipation.
nanami stops at the edge of the table, smiling down at you with a kindness you're not even sure you deserve on account of suguru's behavior.
"so?" your best friend pries. head resting in the palm of his hand.
“well is he asking me, or are you?” nanami holds your gaze, drumming five perfectly manicured fingers against the table you kind of wish you could disappear into right now
“me— uh. sorry.” you breathe, not quite knowing what you’re apologizing for.
you glance over at suguru, silently pleading for some backup. something, anything to alleviate what will probably go down as the most humiliating confrontation of your life.
your friend obliges you, holding in a laugh while he speaks.
“y’know you should probably be nicer when a girl is asking you out.” he jests.
“is that what you’re doing?” nanami sounds perfectly composed, eyes never leaving your own. you don’t know whether to blush or flinch with how steadily he’s looking down at you through his fringe. taking in every minute expression that crosses on your face.
you clear your throat, fiddling with the hem of your sleeve.
“would you..” you’re not even sure how to phrase it without sounding ridiculous. “do you want to grab lunch sometime? like… together?” was that a solid proposal? did nanami even do lunch?
the blond pretends to mull your offer over, leaving you suspended in amber for what feels like an eternity.
“i’d like that.” nanami tells you. he sounds softer around the edges now, kinder. almost like he’s rewarding you for coming out and telling him what you wanted.
suguru could honestly win an award with how wide the smile on his face is, taunting you in your peripheral with a saccharine sweet look that says “i told you so” louder than words ever could.
when you forget to close the door while using the bathroom
Author’s Note: this isn’t nsfw, but it’s ~explicit for other reasons. 🚽🧻💩 #shitposting #literally
when you forget to close the door while using the bathroom
Hashira x Reader, Kamaboko x Reader
Word Count: ~800
CW: explicit language, poop references
~faqs~
⋆.ೃ࿔. sanemi wants to fuck the hashira out of you
tw: rough sex, breeding talk, cum play, degradation/praise
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Everyone was terrified of him.
Abrasive. Sharp-tongued. Quick to anger. Even the other Hashira kept their distance when his temper flared.
And sure, you got the rough edges, the blunt words, the scowl — but you also got the way he pressed bowls of food into your hands after missions, muttering that you were “too damn skinny.” The way he pulled the blanket higher over you when you slept, grumbling about how you “never know how to take care of yourself.” And, sometimes, the way he suggested you quit being a Hashira altogether.
horny brainrot: demon slayer
andy's notes: hiii everybody a bitch is depressed AF but she saw infinity castle recently and got infected with this. dividers from @strangergraphics
characters: sanemi shinazugawa, giyuu tomioka, shinobu kocho, douma, gyomei himejima, akaza
cws: f!reader, somnophilia, thigh fucking, references to reader as "wife", "pet", praise kink, virginity loss, self-loathing (giyuu), premature ejaculation, poison play, sadism, vaginal beads, demon fucking obviously, blood play, predator-prey kink, size kink, overstimulation
sanemi loves fucking your thighs, especially if he comes home to you asleep. you just look so cute with your cheeks smashed into the pillow and his clothes draping your frame. you always like to wear something of his when he's away on missions, and seeing your bare thighs peeking out of his haori turns his cock to stone. he undresses and slips in beside you. you're so warm and soft; sanemi sucks in a breath through his teeth when you shift against him. his haori smells like you now, and that's all he can think of with you pliant in his arms like this, his cock throbbing along your lower back. careful not to wake you, he nudges your legs apart and settles himself between your silken thighs, pumping slowly so he won't wake you. slick gathers at the top of your thighs, little gasps falling from your mouth while he works himself slowly. "my darling wife, waiting here just for me."
my ichihime 🩷