Learning how to draw a clover because my friend asked me to dress up as Treyjade with her <3

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Learning how to draw a clover because my friend asked me to dress up as Treyjade with her <3
Me when always
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Casually rewatching Kakegurui for the third time <3
open to males. bottoms encouraged.
location: his bedroom, titan’s base’s bedroom, his dorm at college.
There was a benefit to being half kryptonian, and others to half human. And while he appreciated the way that his human side manifested, and kept his emotions on check and didn’t bring him any sense of egotistical maniacy that manifested in most of his kryptonian kin, Jon found it hard to enjoy his human part. At least, at the time he was.
tired from a practice ─ something that he should not feel but he felt because his invulnerability showed up only when bullets were involved and not when a man twice his size thrusted into his front prompting him to elbow them and dodge all only to feel a lot of tension on his lower train ─, Jon removed his uniform piece by piece until he was down to a jockstrap that he didn’t bother taking, and a harness ─ that he wore to reduce the strength of his elbows on those clashes as they absorbed part of the impact he could generate ─ that pressed tight and required an amount of flexibility that his sore body couldn’t handle at the moment. He dropped down on the bed, legs spread and breathing heightened as he grimaced with pain on his thighs, knees, and feet overall, leaving him with a mighty need to get a massage, but not energy to provide it himself, at least, until he took a rest.
Time for a steaming salt water bath... I deserve it 🥺
The Strokes, Julians acceptance speech at the NME awards
- 2006