#solos

[halt-yall]

Hawaii Part II mock album covers! All by me!

[nocternalrandomness]

U.S. Navy Blue Angels solos with the "High Alpha Take Off" at Luke Days 2026

[love-live-radio]

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[atlas-of-the-sea]

First it was the vinyls, then the T-shirt merch, and now is SWIM in each member's "version"

This is so funny to me because it brings me back to when the members started releasing their albums and Army were saying that solos will never matter, that they WILL NEVER BE ACKNOWLEDGED by BTS or the company.

And here we are in the year of the lord of 2026.

I see that the acknowledgement has come, because what do they think these member version stuff means for an album and comeback that is about the group reuniting again?

If it was only Army then, wouldn't everything be about all members as before chapter 2 started? You know, since Army support all members. 🤔

I guess solos are part of the business too...

Just here wondering...

[solxs]

Las cosas que haría por besarme con las estrellas…

Sir. Samuel

[itsmythang]

Prince with literally the greatest 'hold my beer' moment of all time. What a solo that was! Do ya shit, Prince.

Prince, Tom Petty, Steve Winwood, Jeff Lynne and others perform "While My Guitar Gently Weeps" at the 2004 Hall of Fame Inductions. http://rockhall.com/

Rumors say: collectors still search and pay millions to find the guitar he used on this "hold my beer" moment solo Prolly one of best solos & appearances ever.

[minki-ya]

His eyes pinched shut as he sank down, thick thighs flexed to support his slowly descending weight. He’d waited all week for this, apartment empty for the night. He whined softly as his hand braced on the floor in front of him. The thick toy slowly splitting him open as he worked himself lower and lower with little bounces.

His lips parted on a moan, settled fully down onto the thick silicone as his breath caught. He waited a moment, grinding his hips in slow circles to adjust. His hands traced his own skin, over his spread thighs, avoiding where his cock hung heavy and needy between his legs. His hands continue up his frame as he gives a hesitant bounce, shallow even as he cups one of his own pecs in his palm.

His thumb swipes over his nipple and he whimpers, hips jerking down on the toy and sparking pleasure up his spine. It’s a chain reaction, he falls forward on both hands and rocks his hips back down, fucking himself on the toy to keep chasing that spark. Broken sounds fall from his lips as he finds a manageable pace.

The sound of the toy sinking into him was slick and wet, only encouraging him to ride harder. His moans grew in volume as he rolled his hips just right, the blunt tip of the silicone length grazing that sweet spot with every pass. His legs began to shake as he went harder, sweat trailing his skin. He was leaking, a string of precum connecting him to the blanket he’d laid out beneath him on the floor.

“Fuck-“ his mouthing open as he ground against the toy, the blunt head pressed firm against his prostate. He babbled to no one, talking himself through it. “Gonna come, gonna come, so close, please!”

He worked himself harder, hips jerking unevenly as saliva pooled, dripping from his parted lips as he fucked himself stupid on the toy. He’d needed this, needed to let go and give himself a proper orgasm and he was so close he could taste it.

His back arched until it almost hurt, thighs getting weaker as his orgasm approached. He almost wished he had a partner, someone to keep driving into him as he collapsed against their chest. The idea of that, being fucked into over stimulation set him over the edge. A high pitched cry leaving him as he came, a mess made of the blanket beneath him. Sweat rolled down his back as he sank down on the toy a final time, body spasming around the girth and prolonging the high.

It took everything, his thighs weak as he lifted off the toy and fell aside. The pink and green silicone stood proud and slick with lube, a sign of an orgasm well earned. He reached for his phone, checking messages before going on bubble with still shaking hands.

“My thighs are about to burst.”

It was fun to tease them, the out of context messages so normal for him no one would think twice about his confession.