#i miss the textures of their skin

[digitalsymbiote]

Feeling really lonely and touch starved lately

[pcktknife]

i cant stand stupid ppl bro

[hyunpic]

hyunjin on instagram: long time no see #hyunpic

[nim-lock]

late night doodling bodies from imagination to see if I’ve retained the info :>

[black and white sketches of fat bodies dancing around; some are interacting. Some look like they’re from a different perspective entirely and are just standing there.]

[andr0nap-wf]

absolutely fucking not!!

[thedreadvampy]

like not to be Horny On Main but for real bodies are so beautiful. the curve of the lower belly over the pelvic mound? impeccable. the smooth line along the ribs and the u-curve under the bottom rib that's made to fit an arm or hand? perfection. the landscape of backs and shoulders flexing and shifting and how they're never symmetrical but moving above and below each other? god lives there. hands. HANDS. oh my god the taper at the wrist the elegance of the shape HANDS. necks and you can see the structure of tendon and bone and throat move and interact and the rise and hollow of the throat and collar. the weight and stretch and fluid shape of breasts at any size. bodies are so fucking beautiful and people. are gorgeous.

[beebrainedstudios]

Somebody was long overdue for a redesign (and a design that actually went beneath the bust)- here’s Osaron in all his shadowy, flowery, “ancient-thing-that-crawled-out-of-the-leaf-litter-after-being-buried-for-hundreds-of-years” glory! I like to think he started off with just the black stony skin and his thread cloak when Holland found him, and then as he goes through the other worlds he adds the threads and ribbons to try and “fill himself up.” The red markings are a sign his magic is active. Also he’s always been digitigrade in my mind, I think it’s fun.

[jewishjeffmoreau]

fuck it shepard post

[oathofkaslana]

I wish we could bring whoever designed xinyan back. she also has a darker skin than any of the sumeru characters. like bring that guy back

LITERALLY 😭😭 like her design isn’t perfect (and i don’t think i need to mention how they handle her story..) but the fact that she’s darker than all the sumeru characters is so when several of the sumeru characters are also/should be black 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[rashfordian]

daily shuffle ting 📸

[sucktacular]

YALL THEY FINALLY HAD MY ACNE CREAM IN STOCK AGAIN LISTEN ITS BEEN LIKE A MONTH!!! MY FACE FEELS TERRIBLE!!!! LIKE, FUCK!!! BUT I HAVE IT IN MY HANDS!!! HAZAA!!!!!!! GO TO HELL ACNE AND OILS!!!!!!!!!!!! AND STAY THERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[elytrafemme]

actually you know what i’m going to ask anyway idc. if you wear a skin color shirt and someone (you have a positive relationship with) tells you that they love when people wear skin colored shirts is that a normal statement. 

[dawnlotus-draws]

Self portrait that got a little out of hand because I miss the rain and I miss the forest soo much all the time.

Click for quality rip

[ranger-kellyn]

i've been having so much fun with the sims lately like....i missed playing with my dolls

[buck-yyyy]

everything is wrong so fucking wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong

edit: i hit tag limit. warning for an insane vent about maybe-abuse i guess though i doubt many people will read it

[sashaforthewin]

Multi-chapter fic on Ao3

Steve had been enjoying a nice relaxing lounge by the pool despite it being night. He had his hearing aid off and his fruity drink and a romance novel Robin had let him borrow. He was determined to have a good time despite the circumstances. 

Someone tapped his foot, scaring the crap out of Steve and making him drop his book and nearly knock over his drink. 

It was a fellow cruise passenger and he was saying something. Steve turned his hearing aid back on.

“Sorry, what?”

“I asked why you were out here instead of at the concert,” repeated the man with a smile.

“Oh, um. I’m not actually a fan of metal music. It gives me headaches if I listen to more than one or two songs in a row,” Steve admitted sheepishly.

This stranger was still clearly a metal head, but he looked significantly less scary than most of the ones he had seen so far that day. Everyone Steve met had been nice, but Steve hadn’t felt comfortable telling anyone he wasn’t a fan until now. Maybe because it was just the two of them out here and he was smiling so cutely. 

“Not a metal fan? Well damn, not to critique your life choices, but I think maybe going on a metal cruise wasn’t an ideal choice for you? I’m Eddie, by the way.”

“Nice to meet you, I’m Steve.”

There were plenty of deck lounges around, all empty, but Eddie sat down on Steve’s right next to his legs. 

“Steve. So Steve, why are you on a metal cruise when you don’t like metal? These tickets were not exactly cheap and there’s no way you missed the theme, it was pretty clearly advertised,” Eddie asked teasingly.

Steve looked Eddie over, noting that he was actually pretty cute. Pretty eyes, nice full lips, dimples, and he was that type of lanky Steve was drawn to. He had good skin and his hair had some volume and texture to it, Steve could work with that. Bit of a fixer-upper, but a better starting point than most of the men that had flirted with him since his last failed relationship. He also had the vibe, so Steve decided this guy would be fine to open up to. 

“Well, Eddie, I bought this ticket for my dear friend Dustin for his birthday, but then the little shit went and outed me to my parents. Accidentally, of course, and he feels like shit about it. But still, that got me kicked out of my home so maybe I’m being petty but I decided he shouldn’t get to go on this cruise after all. I forgive him, it really was an accident, but still, gotta teach him a lesson.” Steve shrugged. “And I would’ve gotten the ticket refunded but the money would’ve gone back to my parents and they clearly don’t deserve to get anything back from me. So, instead of trying to figure out how to sell a ticket to a very niche interest cruise, I figured I deserved to just come and treat myself for four days before I have to go back to living in my ex-girlfriend’s basement. It’s actually pretty nice to have the ship to myself while all you guys are in there shaking your heads to loud music.” Steve gestured to the pool and the drink.

“Ex- girl friend’s basement?” Eddie asked.

“Shut up, I’m bi.” Steve smacked Eddie on the arm with his book. 

Eddie grabbed the book and looked at it as he replied, “Hey, just checking to make sure I’m not barking up the wrong tree.”

“Oh? Is that what you’re doing, barking up my tree?” Steve said, playfully.

“If you’ll let me,” Eddie flirted back.

“So how come you’re not in the show right now?” Steve asked, gently stealing his book back from Eddie’s grasp.

“Oh, I’m touring with those guys right now, I have heard them play the same set like fifteen times already. I’d much rather be out here getting to chat with you. You know you’re beautiful, right? How come you don’t live with your boyfriend? Or girlfriend?” Eddie asked, quite obvious in his fishing for information.

“I’m single and yes, I do know I’m beautiful, but I still like hearing it. Are you like a roadie or something?”

“Actually,” Eddie said, “I’m the lead guitarist in the headlining band. We play tomorrow night. Can I buy you another drink? Maybe dinner?”

“The, uh, the bill goes to our cabins,” Steve answered, too shocked that an apparently famous musician was asking him out to respond appropriately.

“Baby, I’ll put your entire tab on my cabin if you’ll let me. You are the most beautiful, and dare I say cleanest man on this entire boat. Metal heads are great, but they aren’t really my type.”

Steve takes a sip of his cold drink just to make sure he’s not fallen asleep and dreaming. The ocean is calm and the moon is full and he is most definitely awake.

“And what is your type?” Steve asked. 

“Handsome men with soft hands who will let me pamper them,” Eddie said, picking up Steve’s hand and feeling his lack of calluses. He placed a kiss onto each finger tip. “These hands aren’t meant for labor, let me spoil you rotten.”

Well, Steve reasoned, even if this ended up being just a weekend fling, it was going to be worth the price of admission.