#I’ll remember this feeling forever

[badgal-noriri]

a love that feels as easy as breathing.

[gatzbright]

almost one year ago ……. 🥹🥹🥹

[toffeelemon]

I don’t feel like our love is brand new. There must have been lovers, soulmates, before us, experiencing what we get to have. And it’s giving me comfort to imagine there will be many more like us to come. Our kind of love is the kind of love that makes this rotten world worth living in.

prince simon in madrid

a pilgrimage along the world that @prince-simon created 🥹

Simon’s neighbourhood, Chueca

“It’s actually the Queer Neighbourhood of Madrid, and coincidentally also where I live.” He lowered his voice as if to tell a secret, “It’s actually not a coincidence at all.” (chapter 2)

Casa de Campo (view from the Royal Palace lol oop)

Wilhelm didn’t even recognise himself. He didn’t think he’d ever looked that happy. And Simon… his eyes were closed and his curls were a mess and Wilhelm had never seen anyone more beautiful. (chapter 3)

El Retiro

Simon looked at Wilhelm much too adoringly for a statement this goofy. “The ducks are gay!” He yelled at Santiago and Paula, “Just so you know!” (chapter 9)

Palacio de Cristal

“Here’s a funny thought - bear with me, okay? But just imagine. Flowers. Everywhere, like on the ceiling, up the walls. Fairy lights scattered all through it. It would be so gorgeous as a- uh, like. For a wedding…” Realising where his train of thought had gotten him, Wilhelm fell quiet, looking at Simon with wide eyes. (chapter 9)

El Palacio Real de Madrid (more specifically the Throne Room lmfao)

Simon traced his fingers over the bruises on Wilhelm’s neck and in the opening of his dress shirt, humming contentedly. Wilhelm followed the movement in the mirror, and marvelled at how good they looked together, how well they fit together and how much Simon belonged right here – on the throne, with Wilhelm. He deserved the world and so much more. (chapter 12)

Museo Nacional del Prado

Around them, the other visitors kept moving, admiring the art on the walls, and for the moment Wilhelm felt infinite, imagining himself a painting, looked at and analysed hundreds of years from now. El Abrazo de los Príncipes.

Lo Spasimo, Raphael, 1515-1517

“Are we allowed to kiss in front of Jesus on his way to crucifixion or is that tasteless? Because I really want to kiss you right now, Simon.”

Las Meninas, Diego Velázquez, 1656

“He made me look at Velázquez in the painting and how he was looking back at the viewer, at me. I still remember the exact tone of his voice, how he was so certain when he told me that I had every right to be where I am. That I am the subject of this painting, the king being painted. All those tyrants, King Felipe and Emmanuel and all those that came in between, they are trapped in that mirror forever while I am here, alive, we’re here. Velázquez is looking at two queer princes, ready to paint us.” (chapter 13)

Casa Alberto

“So, tell me more about this special part of Madrileñan history.” He was slightly teasing but mostly actually curious. 

Simon seemed all too eager to answer that question, and it hit Wilhelm how genuine Simon’s care for his city — his country — and its people was. It made him a little sad to know that a lot of people didn’t get to see that because they only focused on Simon being too gay or too Latino, or even just too carefree and enjoying life because he was young, to be their future king.

bonus content:

Iglesia de San Antonio de los Alemanes (where Simon goes to church)

“I think I need to go somewhere.”

“Oh?” Wilhelm said softly, “Right now?”

Simon hesitated before he nodded. “I need to- get some clarity? Or - I hope that I’ll get it there?” He whispered, voice shaky.

“Do you want to tell me where you’re going?”

“To- uh, to pray? I mean- to church? I don’t know if I’ll pray…” Simon’s voice was shaky, uncertainty shining in his eyes when he dared to look up at Wilhelm. (chapter 11)

[ghoulhusband]

i’m obviously incredibly biased but i do think it’s kinda more interesting if the courier isn’t mad that benny shot them. for whatever reason! but especially if they come from similar backgrounds where it’s like “well it was respectful. he clearly didn’t want to kill me specifically it was business. and he basically threw me a funeral while i was still alive” and then their bigger issue is figuring out what to do now that they’re not dead. do they get revenge out of principle, do they try to solve the mystery of it all, do they hunt him down just to ask him to apologize, do they get roped into it by victor, or just general events? idk i obviously understand the revenge angle is very motivating, i just think a courier who doesn’t hate benny is really interesting and fun to play with. and not just because he’s my favorite guy and i could never hold it against him

[coldercreation]

Sometimes I think crappy shit like

if I was a shelter dog, would they just put me down because it’d be too much work to rehabilitate me?

But then I remind myself that I’m my own rescue and this is a no-kill shelter

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

AH YES ANOTHER PERSON OF CULTURE (zero escape fan)!!! Though I suppose I should not be surprised when you did mention loving time loops!!! Akane Kurashiki is truly my girl of all time....

NIKUUUU MY BELOVED PERSON OF CULTURE… yes…. the time loops ………. my biggest weakness 😔 uchikoshi is insane in the head (AFFECTIONATE!!) but i truly think he’s a genius for turning the classic video game format of diverging paths into a real part of the story …….. it’s just theeee coolest thing ever AND AKANEEEE OUR GIRL!!!! hehe i knew i could trust your taste :3 sigma n akane are my favs too!!! they’re just so silly…. a little insane…….. very tragic & doomed 💔 my type in other words (i think gojo and sigma would hit it off so well but i also Really don’t want them to i feel like their meeting would destroy us all)..

ok but niku ….. 👀 i neeeeed to know what you thought abt ztd . plot and lore aside i thought the carlos/junpei/akane dynamic was just so great……… i love them all so much <333 two divorcees and a Himbo

[leverage-ot3]

okay leverage buddies I have a quest for anyone who knows computers/hacking

does anyone know how to access a deleted youtube video that hasn’t been captured on the wayback machine?

not to go too deep into my Lore but when I was like 17 and in the twd fandom this popular youtuber made a hate video about me for asking him to stop posting his anti stuff in the tags

it wasn’t emotionally damaging or anything, I actually found it funny and would really like to be able to watch it again and to have evidence it actually happened lmao

here’s the link and his account was rayonisrayon

anyways if you are able to access it I’ll love u forever 💖💖💖 genuinely you’d make my year if you could recover it

edit: here was the thumbnail if that helps

[cosmictap]

I ride horses! and as of the 30th april it will officially be TEN. years of it??

Anyway i still ride like shit so at least we still have that (still get put on like 13.2hh ponies too.. the horse in the back is 17.2hh for reference)

The silly little guy in question, he’s a twat and i love him <3 (stirrups are short bc we were dicking around a little that lesson)

me 10 years ago 🥲 i remember that pony vividly he took me through hell and back LMAO love him with all my heart tho!! Polo <333

[the-casbah-way]

grabs my computer screen and starts shaking it how to cure gender dysphoria HOW TO CURE GENDER DYSPHORIA

[johnny-and-dora]

it’s truly wild how much sway a finale has in making or breaking a show’s legacy and the way it’s talked about FOREVER. i’ve never seen a single episode of how i met your mother i exclusively know it as the show with the really bad ending that pissed everyone off…same with got…maybe sometimes the unexpected twist ending…is worse

[vulcanette]

hmm… gotta go back and rewatch or wait for another moment w law bc I was thinking like. I know law is tall. He’s big. But. Is it goofy when he’s drawing Kikoku bc she’s such a huge sword. Like. What is the draw like on that bad gal

[tooshyy]

I’m so sorry I don’t act like I’m obsessed. I’m so sorry I left you. I’m so sorry for hurting you. I know it’s my decision and I’m the one at fault. I know you tried to keep me from doing this. I know I made you sad with my decision. I’m so sorry for making you feel unworthy. I’m so sorry. I know you blame me for the current situation. I too blame myself. But i just don’t have the courage to do it.

It hurts to see you like this. To see us like this. I know I am the one because of whom you’re struggling so much. I’m the one at fault.

I know we talk but it hurts to see us like this. I’m so sorry for not showing my obsession and being at fault and hurting you and breaking us.

I’m so sorry for breaking us up. I am so sorry for making you sad. I’m sorry for making you feel like this. I’m just sorry.

[winnie-the-monster]

“Because as far as I can tell being immortal means being alone. Being alone is hopeless.”

Thinking about how they had Landon say this at the very beginning of s2. Only for the writers to turn around and have that exactly be what his ending is. Bc if I remember right Brett said something about how Landon is immortal again, now that he’s the ferryman. So he’s immortal, forever alone in limbo and lost all hope of ever leaving. 😡😡😭😭

[collectivecloseness]

how would kurt be with mutual masturbation? we know how needy he can be. Like one day hes really horny and he thinks you guys are about to have sex but you're like "no touching, you can only touch yourself"

I was literally thinking abt this yesterday! You’re right Kurt can be soooo needy sometimes (most of the time).

See if it was just you bringing up the idea of the two of you jerking off together, say it’s pretty early on in your relationship, and you were kind of planning on just rubbing one out but suddenly Kurt was there, he’d be more than happy to sit in bed with you and watch you get yourself off as he touches himself. He finds your invitation to that extremely hot. He’d never seen you touch yourself before, and best believe he is paying really close attention to see exactly what you do, and how he can do the same next time. Kurt gets a little shy at the prospect of jerking off in front of you, it seems like a pretty shameful thing, weird of him to want maybe. But seeing you go first, and knowing he was allowed to masturbate right next to you, in your bed, as you did so, is so sexy to Kurt. Making all of his porn fantasises come true, while creating brand new ones in his mind, all with your face attached.

But in a scenario like you said, Kurt finds it a lot harder, pun intended.

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Kurt’s been waiting all day for you. He woke up super horny (which isn’t unusual), but then he had to leave early to drop you off somewhere, and by that point he was already in his car, so he might as well start work. Normally he’d jerk himself off in bed while you shower, or in the shower himself, or even in his car, although that’s not as common now he’s with you. But he thought he’d survive, not realising this problem was going to be popping up all day. But the thought of saving all of his cum for you, gets him to wait.

Later that night Kurt’s so obviously hard under his sweats, and he’s been waiting for you to notice, he’s been wanting you all day. Holding off touching himself, doing anything. When you finally notice it, you just stare. You’ve never seen his sweats that strained before. Until you finally flit your eyes up to Kurt, and he feels excitement rushing through him. Eagerness, anticipation, building up down there.

“You feeling needy Kurtie? I can see it.” You ask, Kurt is already nodding before you can add on “You need help down there? Looks like you’ve been waiting all day.” You slowly lean forward and place your hand on his thigh, instead of his cock where Kurt thought you were going, but he didn’t mind. “Mmhm! I wanted to save all of myself up for you.” He shuffles closer, aching, lovelorn. “I’ve been so good all day.” He leans over to kiss you, and you accept it, kissing him back slowly. Kurt calms his kiss a little bit, but he’s laughing into it, as he slots his wet lips between your own, over, and over, and over, kissing lovingly against your mouth. The small sounds of kissing filling the room, his smile obvious against your lower face as you two mould closer, him slowly tasting you. Kurt goes to place his hand on your thigh, like yours, but you move back. He’s confused for a second, wondering if he did something wrong, until you tell him “No touching me. You only get to touch yourself.” Kurt tilts his head in confusion, hands off for now to obey, but he quickly gasps when you move to sit across from him, spreading your legs. “I’m going to touch myself too.” You start slowly rubbing your core, through your pants, and Kurt’s eyes are glued to you, his heavy balls aching. “But you don’t get to touch.”

This boy will whine, and beg, and barter, and plead, and cry for you to just please touch him a little. Just to give him some release first. He’s been waiting all day for you!!! But once you promise you will touch Kurt as much as he can ask for until he can’t speak anymore, once he’s been good and done this with you, then he’s more eager to try. I mean, he’d be eager to try it anyways, but Kurt always loves to tests his luck and see how far he can push, and the both of you know it. Luckily, you’re also really good at handling Kurt. And even though sometimes he’ll whine because he just wants to go down on you, or fuck you, or have you touch him so bad, he knows being patient, and playing your games, or sticking to plans you two had made, always works out so so good in the end. His impulse control is just not great, if you weren’t there, he’d always be wanting to go straight into treating himself with things, instead of drawing them out to make them even better.

It’s a little harder for Kurt because he’d been anticipating sex, especially since you’d noticed his ‘problem’, not that he’d ever expect it from you of course! You could do whatever you wanted, Kurt would be fine with that, seriously! But doing this instead was a bit harder, when he’d been waiting (so patiently, no matter how hard) to touch you all day. When he always craved your physical touch, but now he couldn’t have it. Especially when it meant he wouldn’t be being very good, if he broke the rules. But he knew you. He knew to stick to the game, that it’d be worth it in the end, he always trusted you. And honestly, it did sound kinda fun...

Kurt at least gets completely naked, hoping it will subconsciously incentivise you to do the same, and he is soooo happy when it does! You tell Kurt that he doesn’t know what his body does to you (not that you’re letting it ‘do’ anything right now), and about how fucking pretty he is. How you can’t belive you’re with someone this gorgeous, how much you love his body. How much you always wanna touch it. And Kurt gasps a little as he realises you didn’t even mean to say that last part, because it wasn’t to do with the game about no touching, that was coincidental. You just really did love his body, how hot Kurt is, and he starts to melt into believing you more and more each time you say it <3.

Kurt can’t believe he forgets to even jerk off at first. That seemed to be all he ever thought about before. But this time, as he watches you move your hand between your thighs, even watching your hand completely cups your cunt meaning he can’t even see it, he sees your torso, your tits, bouncing like hiccups, as you jolt yourself with each and every sensitive touch, his eyes glued to your body. To the minuscule movements of your hand, that was almost teasing him, by only just letting him see what you were doing because of the effect on your body. Almost like wearing lingerie, so intensely sexy, but just not letting him get the full peek. When you remove your hand after only a few seconds, and it’s wet, Kurt lets out a gratuitous moan. You raise an eyebrow at him, smiling down with a flitted look to his own situation, and Kurt sees his strained cock screaming redly at him, rock solid as it begs him to be touched.

You’re wantonly moaning as you touch yourself. Watching Kurt jerk his dick so hard, nearly choking it, as he gasps and keeps his attention so dearly on you, makes you so so wet, that when your fingers aren’t slipping around too much, your walls are so sensitive. You tell Kurt what you’re feeling too. You tell him how your clit is literally pulsing, it’s thumping so hard it’s greater than your heartbeat, as your fingers travel to stroke over it. Only managing to run a couple of circles before you gasp and have to pull away, rocking on your leg, which also feels good on your cunt, because you’re just so fucking sensitive right now. Kurt looks like he might cry when he watches that part. He’s squeezing his dick so tightly, near to his head, that you’re afraid he’s going to explode it, but he slows down as he once again begs, “Please let me touch you...” His voice is laced with desperation, the first part of his word inaudible as only a squeak, his throat watery as he swallows hard. You merely tell him though “Keep touching yourself Kurt.” And when he obeys your orders, slowly, you finger your slit “You’re getting me so wet.”

How can he not help with that? Kurt’s been so obsessed with stalking your body that he hasn’t been paying as much attention to his own. He had of course, been very aware of his dick, gasping and moaning as he fucked his fist, letting himself drool down onto it for lube, and heart hammering as you watched with a “fuck...” He could practically see your mouth watering. And knowing he was getting you off by fucking hismelf, just as much as you were doing to him, drove Kurt insane. A small “ah.. ah!” Left his lips as he swore to himself, crushing his balls between his hands as he got needier, watching your slick starting to stick to your thighs now. Being a voyeur to the way your slick glistened in strings, attaching your soft thighs together, as he could hear your cunt gushing more, getting needier. Needy for him? Fuck, that was too hot. Goddamit, if you kept staring at the way his fist was trembling against his cock, he was going to cum soon.

When you start getting closer, Kurt can tell, he’s made you cum more than enough times himself (a fact he is very proud of) that he knows what you look like when you’re close. He had matched your movements when he could, to feel close to you. If you’d speed up, Kurt sped up. If you rubbed your clit, Kurt was thumbing at his sensitive tip. When you created some sort of rhythm, Kurt was following along as best he could. He just wanted to feel like he was actually fucking you, to pretend he was. Sort of like how he did before you two got together. Except this time he could watch you as he stroked himself, pretending it was your hand, or your pussy, doing so. Squeezing him so well. Wanting him to cum for you. But Kurt also had your voice saying these things. Especially as you got so close. “Kurt... I wan you to cum... Please. Want you to cum with me.” You got out while practically shaking, your whole arm twisted to try and pleasure yourself in that spot, at that angle, you’d just hit.

You rocks your hips into your fast moving hand, until your clit screams, your knuckles pressing as hard and fast against the button as they possibly can. And you finally cum, squirt gushing out of you so violently it sends your body trembling, the pressure of that release makes you scream. Forcing yourself to catch of glimpse of your boyfriend coming across from you, you feel your thighs and the bed beneath you warm. Hot and damp and soothing, so deep around you as your squirt sinks below your lap, surrounding you. Staining his bed.

Kurt purposely aims himself, knowing he’s been stocking up his cum all day for you, and he’d trained so well to be able to hold off, until the second you came. As he watched your face screw up in pleasure, his loud cry matched your moaning scream. Kurt angled his dick and stroked his cum straight out of him, shooting it across your way to splatter across your skin. Groaning so hard his chest was rippling, as Kurt milked all of his load from his heavy balls, he’d been waiting to empty all day. Watching it fly and landing on your thighs, joining the mix of your slick. Droplets of his white cum stuck on the sticky webs of your slick, while your squirt poured out of you. Your hand mixing his cum unknowingly with your own squirt as you needily rubbed your cunt more and more, enticing that last moment of your orgasm out of you...

Sometimes if you two are feeling a bit lazier, a bit more tired, mutual masturbation is the way to go! When you’re both too exhausted to even move a hand closer to jerk each other off, which you’ve done before, you both just need to share a look before you’re pulling the covers back, and sticking your hands down your pants. Kurt loves these sessions with you. You don’t think it’s weird, and it’s something he enjoys just watching. He loves being able to watch you, so in your element, and being able to touch himself as much as he wants at the same time. He’ll normally masturbate anyways, sometimes when you’re showering and he’s still in bed, sometimes in the shower himself, occasionally in his car (although that’s less common now he’s with you); so being able to do that while also watching you get yourself off? Revolutionary. It also means he can snatch your hand into his when he’s asked if you’re done, so he can lick all that sweat and those juices up from your knuckles, and in between your fingers. Getting that sweet sweet taste that makes him feel ready to tackle the world, all while keeping this intense, and simultaneously almost innocent eye contact with you. Which makes you moan as he just stares, sucking on your fingers until they’re squeaky clean. Kurt takes his damn time. He savours it.

Also, sometimes that gets you extra worked up, and because of how wet your fingers are with Kurt’s spit, and how hot he’s gotten you making him watch him do that, you’ll put in just enough effort so Kurt will slide down his bed, and you can sit on his face. He’ll lick you so clean after you’ve had such a nice session making yourself feel so good :). He might even stroke himself, where you can’t even see, as you ride his face, and he waggles his tongue against your pretty pussy. Nibbling your clit with his lips as he thumbs over his leaking head, watching your eyes screw shut in pleasure.

I’m also gonna add this as a bonus. If Kurt had accidentally stumbled across you masturbating before you got together, he probably would’ve watched as well. He wouldn’t have gone out of his way to stalk and catch you at a time just to see you touching yourself, but if he accidentally found himself in that position... he definitely watches you, with those curious, and slightly darker, brown eyes from the shadows. He stays, to watch. Maybe he was peeked behind your door, having come to hang out, but now palming himself through his sweatpants as he watches you. He wouldn’t have taken any pictures, he knows how bad that is, he saw a tiktoker get cancelled for doing the same thing to their girlfriend last year, and he didn’t want to hurt your trust. But he also had to commit the sight, and sound, and smell of your scene to memory, because he knew he wouldn’t be able to keep quiet if he came while watching you. He’d just have to wait till he got home. For now, he can just barely rub himself, spark up that heat already scorching in his groin, as he watches you fuck yourself... God, Kurt would do anything to be able to do that with you while you know he’s there. Luckily, he wouldn’t have to wait long

[peapod20001]

Anyways I love reading and I love hearing people and I love learning and I love breaking down and discovering the meaning behind things. That’s why I’ve always said reading classes were one of my favorite classes. I love hearing instructors explain the meaning behind text

[i-am-beckyu]

Lackadaisical

I think you found a word to describe how I’ve been feeling atm. Except I feel more unmotivated and just not super social.

Dear anon if you’ve been feeling this word I hope it passes soon and you can get back to creating very soon ❤️