#i'm gonna faint

[weirdoartsy]

Here have some CJ doodles while I procrastinate my comic

[foul-milk]

George bids goodbye to Lewis ☹️💔

[madamadragon]

Xiao Shunyao as Di Feisheng dressed in blue in the Mysterious Lotus Casebook Theme Concert

This men is too gorgerous for this world

[astrophysicist-guitar-god]

(x)

[teddybeartoji]

sporty suguru… in his sweaty tank top 🤤… and his bike shorts 🤤🤤 who def makes eye contact with me when he works out because he knows i’m around the corner lurking and watching and drooling……

( 🪼 anon )

YESSSSSSS!!!!!! HE ALWAYS KNOWS THAT YOU'RE THEREEE:33333 he's a little freak like that fr..... he wants your attention and he WILL get it too hehehhehee

[pinkkhb]

in sum random toilet loolz

i was on adventure tdaay ;3

[kathhey]

ME WHEN THEY FINALLY BROKE

[acourtofidiots]

DICK GRAYSON IN A LEATHER JACKET AL;SKDJF;JSDKF;ASDFK;JASDFJ

[bee-dot-exe]

Um he um hi Dreamy

[ganeshkfp]

WTF?! IT'S REAL!!!!!!

[loki-hargreeves]

Oscar fucking Isaac. That’s the post

[yllowpages]

sender and receiver make eye contact across a busy room.

The lobby is large and sprawling — much bigger than New York. Its style : timeless. Under different circumstances, it would be a perfect vacation. But he isn't exactly here for the food or the sights. ( To be in a place and to visit a place are ... very different ; a visit to Paris will have to wait. ) He adjusts the strap of his luggage on his shoulder, redistributing the weight, as he takes a coin from his pocket and slides it across the concierge's counter.

There's a surprising amount of hustle and bustle in the room. John glances over his shoulder as the Continental employee checks him in. People lounge about the plush seats, coming and going from the cocktail lounge just off of the lobby — conversations of all language and region. He turns back and the concierge slides a room key across to him with his assigned number. He thanks them, takes the key, and steps away from the front desk to go toward the elevators.

He presses the button for the upper floors and waits for the elevator doors to open for him. John turns once again, observing his peers. ( A strange ilk they all are. ) But as some people part ways from one another, they leave a clear line of sight to the cocktail lounge. And there at the bar ... a familiar face. ( He could call her an acquaintance with the limited interactions they've had thus far, but her reputation precedes her, at the very least. ) He realizes Eden doesn't see him at first, but her head turns just enough ...

Their eyes lock. There's a sense of mutual respect, understanding, and ... warning. Maybe it's coincidence, that they're both in this city at this time. But that almost seems too good to be true. ( He knows she's just as good as anyone else. ) So they both seem to know exactly what the other is here for ; and that's the issue, isn't it? ( Those open contracts ... They both want the same thing. ) John offers a light nod, either as a polite greeting or a simple acknowledgment. She doesn't return it ... but the elevator doors open and he looks away from her without a second thought and steps inside.

@decimatlas / eden emerson.

[madamadragon]

I opened Pinterest and the first picture was this:

Me:

[won-2-3]

KSHDHJSJWJWJW

[poetusa]

Que suerte tiene esa mujer tener alguien tan bonita y real llena de amor como usted...😌

Así me quedo 😳😳😳

[silly-wizard]

there was a bit of that latest philosophy tube video that made me like. unfathomable lust. utter holy shit moment. my eyes had huge hearts in them