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Oh im fucking sick to my stomach. Chill
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do not forget the patron saint of these weeks that we celebrate ourselves proudly and openly in the streets
her name was Marsha P Johnson, and we have her to thank for so much.
remember, the first Pride was a riot, and she was one of the brave souls who endured it to help carve the path which so many of us walk today. she helped found several activist groups regarding LGBT safety and wellbeing. and she was absolutely radiant, too.
thank you, Marsha. we remember you.
GLEN POWELL for THR COMEDY ACTOR ROUNDTABLE (2026)
pride month!!!
Is that a miette?
Pride for you! Pride for a thousand years!!
you COME OUT to miette? you come out to her as queer? oh! oh! pride for mother! pride for mother for One Thousand Years!!!!
i feel like that picture of ben affleck smoking the cigarette and looking so tired all the time
Is it really you? Is it really you, Pluto? Sailor Moon Crystal - season 3 episode 7
SAILOR MOON SAILOR STARS > episode 5
ONE NIGHTSTAND WITH LEWIS PULLMAN | BUSTLE
I love dandelions!
*puts a dandelion in your hair*
Reblog to put a dandelion in prev's hair
supercut of us, a jack abbot college fic coming soon!
AKA the one where jack abbot accidentally knocks up robby's little (step)sister in his final year of college
Layla, you've got me on my knees.
The lyrics echo in his head, and for the first time in his life, they don't feel like hyperbole. If Clapton hadn't written it fifty years ago, Jack is pretty sure someone would have to write it about you tonight.
Begging darling please, Layla
He catches Chloe’s eye as his hands drop to your waist, and he immediately glances away.
They're not dating. They have zero obligations to one another.
So why does she look so pissed?
Darling, won't you ease my worried mind?
The guitar solo is screaming through the speakers, matching the frantic, heavy rhythm in Jack's chest. He looks down at your mouth, then back up to your eyes, and realises he is completely text-book losing his mind. A freshman bumps hard into his shoulder, but he barely registers it. He's entirely done with this crowded room, done sharing the way you move and the sweet smell of your perfume with a hundred drunk strangers.
Pulling you flush against his chest, he dips his head until his lips brush the warm skin just below your ear. “Come upstairs with me,” He murmurs, his voice tight with an impatience he doesn't even bother trying to hide.
He doesn't offer a lame excuse. He just pulls back to look down at you, waiting.
Instead of answering, you slide your hand up his neck, tilt your chin, and press your lips directly to his.
Jack lets out a quiet, defeated breath against your lips, his hands instantly sliding up your back to anchor you against him. The kiss is intoxicating, tasting like the drink on your breath and the heat of the room, completely shattering his usual composure.
When you finally break apart, both of you breathing a little harder, you slide your hand down into his open palm and squeeze it gently. “Lead the way, hockey boy.”
Reblog if you’re a true 90s kid and you remember this tumblr
everyone knows that soap, ghost, and even john can be absolutely disgusting during sex, thought it kyle gaz garrick who is the biggest freak of them all.
he's blowing a load on your face and then licking it off. dragging his soaked tongue and mashing it against yours. he's fucking your face until his dick is covered in spit, then uses it as lube to slip inside you. cooing as you gasp at the stretch of him and slipping his thumb into your mouth to quiet your whines. he fucks you deep and hard, knocking you until you're at the edge of the bed and your head is hanging off.
you squeal around his finger, sending an upside down stare right towards the three men sitting across from the bed–all of them with stiff cocks and rough breathing as the watch gaz rail you silly.
"bleedin' jesus," johnny breathes out at the two of you, a wet stain on the pants he's already accidentally come in. squirming in a silent itch to get a little closer.
to his left sits john, who's flicking his darkened gaze between you and gaz, hand squeezing at his bulge every time you sob out a cock-drunk mumble of curses.
and to johnny right is simon. teeth clenched and eyes unblinking, his entire body pulses as he can't decide which one of you or gaz does he wish to switch places with...
© 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐯𝐚
Ewan McGregor as Obi-Wan Kenobi Star Wars: Episode III – Revenge of the Sith (2005)
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Hellooooo night shift 🤤
GLEN POWELL as BEN RICHARDS THE RUNNING MAN (2025)