#keep pushing blues

[pernillecfcw]

THIAGO!!!💙💙

[sophies-junkyard]

Change is incremental, but something CHANGED today. You weren’t sure about voting for Biden? You don’t have to anymore! And now is the time to RALLY. The world is fucked up, but letting Trump win will not lead to the political revolution we’re waiting for. Wake up.

Im gonna vote for Kamala Harris in November because I don’t want a wannabe dictator running our country. Simple as that.

[bluerosefox]

Saying Sorry Will Never Be Enough

Feeling a bit angsty so I had this idea.

Danny is dating one of the Bats/Birds, and everything is going great, amazing even! They know each other secrets (from powers to everything etc), they have a wonderful place to live (even if its in Gotham), Danny is in college on the way to becoming a space engineer (and he does side jobs for unrestful ghosts), he's actually getting sleep again since leaving Amity Park, gets along with their friends and family (those who Danny or his partner still talk to, up to the writer), there is even talk about marriage and perhaps adoption/kids in the future between Danny and the Bat/Bird he's dating!

Everything is setting up for a good life in his future, something Danny didn't think could have after his accident. He was happy finally, and currently packing up his old apartment because he's moving in with his partner in a few days.

So he felt like his core was being pulled out of him when he opens his apartment door one day receiving a knock to find his parents, who had hadn't seen since they kicked him out of the house after coming clean about being Phantom (their words of anger and denial that their son was 'dead' and now a monster, still hurt)

Sure they didn't attack him or proclaim he's dead but still their last words and anger HURT.

Danny didn't give them a chance to open their mouths, both looking nervous and guilty, before he slams the door close and turns invisible, grabs his phone, and fly's out of his apartment to his partner's place in a panic attack.

His partner, isn't happy.

[missunderstood-with-ideas]

Hera: children you have not found the love of your life if you didn’t find them in the trash!

*Sabine and Ezra both look at Kanan*

Kanan: why do you assume that I was in the trash?!

Leia: no she’s got a point

Ezra: does this mean I can space Kallus cuz Zeb didn’t find him in the trash!

Kallus: Bridger I swear

Zeb: kid….Kallus was the trash

[st4rstudent]

Winn + Mac fusion idea. lalala.

[shayberri789]

Something about how in chapter 4 of trc Adam is insecure about the fray on his second hand sweater, and how it's a symbol of his background and insecurities, and how most people don't notice it, and if they did, they didnt think better of him for it

And how Blue saw it immediately and it was something she liked about him, a girl too good at seeing the vulnerabilities of other people, but Adam didnt want someone to see his insecurities, didn't want someone to acknowledge that life

But Gansey did. Gansey needed someone to see him at his worst and love him for it, and blue did that

And how Adam needed someone to see him at his most unruly, and encouraged that

And Ronan makes Adam loud

[theshadowrealmitself]

Back to the Spiderman au I have where Peter has radioactive venom and accidentally bites Miles when the kid is trying to help him, and because he’s so full of guilt at accidentally doing this to the kid (especially in one of those universes where people absolutely hate the x-men and stuff, being mutated might ruin that person’s life), he takes him under his wing to teach him everything about his new powers and before he knows it, Miles is working alongside him as a new hero

For that au, I’m now thinking about that version of Peter trying to rescue Gwen, and in the end the only thing that can help her is for her to be turned, so he shares his venom, and to Peter it’s this incredibly horrible event where he’s dragged another person into this life of being mutated, but Miles, who is next to him and has never once been unhappy about gaining powers, is like “welcome to the web warriors!!! you’re one of us now!!! :D”

[itoshi-s]

*escapes from jail* street racer! rin taking you in the back seat of his car with your legs thrown over his shoulders until the expensive leather is soaked with the slick of filthy, post-race frenzy sex

RIVER !!!! U CANT KEEP GETTING AWAY WITH THIS :((((((((((((((((((( the way i am sooo dizzy thinkin abt this i hope it throws u back into the street racer thot hours bc thats what u deserve for riling me up !!!!!!! >___<

street racer! rin who's well known not only for his smooth drifting and steel concentration on the roads, but also for his foul mouth and short fuse. his temper isn't something to be toyed with - but sometimes, these newbies just don't know about it (which seems impossible, given his authority among the streets that makes everyone shudder) or are simply dumb, with the way they want to try and rile him up.

street racer! rin, who already has the worst frown etched into his sharp features, doors of his metallic navy chevrolet courvette slamming as he get out of the drivers seat. he's tall n strapping as he approaches the other car, a glitter to his turquoise eyes and perspiration gleaming along the back of his neck. there's a crazed look in his eyes, adrenaline steaming off him in waves as he nearly hauls the other guy out of the vehicle. "that's how you want to fucking play? huh? fuck right off. son of a bitch." he snarls, slams the guy (who, by the way, looks no older than nineteen - but the ravenette doesn't seem to care) against the side of the car and gets ready to swing.

street racer! rin, who does many not necessarily favorable things - but when he wants his dopamine rush, he does it fair. he knows that his way of getting his fill is dangerous enough - and that there's a pair of open, warm arms and lovesick eyes waiting for him back in his roppongi penthouse - or, if he gets lucky, standing by the finish line and looking out for him to reach it first. that's why no matter how good it feels, he makes sure to come back to you in one place. and no fucking dipshit trying to play dirty, purposely getting way too close to grazing the rear of his sportscar and trying to leave it tumbling to the side, will get away for stopping him.

street racer! rin, who lands the first punch that's enough to leave the kid stumbling to the side, blood splattering onto the concrete, but the white noise dies down as soon as he feels sharp nails digging into his bicep - a familiar voice reaching his ears. he whips around, frenzied eyes searching for yours, and it's almost visible, the way his shoulders slump and broad frame relaxes upon the sight of you. "stop it," you breathe, heat still red on your cheeks as you drag him away, instead grabbing his face to pull him down for a messy, needy kiss. he nearly groans against your mouth, hands firmly resting on your ass to pull your frame as close to his as it can physically get. "y'won. made me proud, as always." you whisper, hot against his parted lips - and the cold sweat that crashes down his body is better than anything he's ever felt.

street racer! rin, who has you folded in half in his backseat barely fifteen minutes later. deep grunts bounce off the fogged up windows, air thick with lust and the leather squeaks as your clammy skin drags along it. his pace is relentless, hips rutting up into yours so heavily it makes your head spin and thighs burn from the way he has you spread so nicely - hamstrings pressed flush against his chest, one hand wrapped around your throat and the other pushing your ass higher up, creating an angle that makes you cry. "mhm- just like that. fuck." it's low and guttural, searing on your skin as he presses an open mouthed kiss to your jaw, already bruised with his need and affection. "my good luck charm. knew you'd be there." he snaps his hips against yours, tilts his pelvis so that his cock buries so deep in your cunt, you almost feel him in your guts. you whimper and give him a teary eyed look as well as an urgent nod, at loss of words from the rough treatment he gives. "couldn't pass up on seein' me like that. on being a sleeve f'me. right?" your mouth falls agape in a muffled sob, eyes rolling backwards and back arching as the head of his cock nudges your cervix. unsatisfied with the lack of verbal answer, he grabs at your jaw, fingers digging into the bone, and looks at you - "right?" he repeats, but this time, there's a desperation to his baritone that pulls the trigger and leaves you babbling. yes, rinnie, all - all f'you, baby. wanted t'see you so bad, need you so much.

street racer! rin who is absolutely smitten with you - his prettiest arm candy, the most passionate lover, and future wife that he'd be ready to drop this fucking racing nonsense for, if you ever did as little as ask. rin, who plows you into the seats for hours more, leaves the leather soaked through with your filth - and knows that you're the only thing that gets him higher than all of this.

[everyryuujisuguro]

[sysig]

Now that they can, would they want to spend a lot of time together? (Patreon)

[blueskittlesart]

profs will set the due date for the final as april 24 and then STILL NOT HAVE THE FUCKING ASSIGNMENT UP TO SUBMIT THE PAPER BY 11PM ON APRIL TWENTY FUCKING THIRD

[7lizardsinacoat]

a loose color test wip of a painting im doing of richie from nerdy prudes must die

Edit: Severely hate all the progress ive made since ive posted the color test including the test colors so im redoing 80% of it

[capricioussun]

It always comes back to the same problems. Tale, Fell, Swap, the majority of all my other AUs, Sans feels tremendous amounts of pressure to take care of his brother and tries hard not to let Papyrus know just how difficult it truly is for him, Papyrus can obviously tell anyway, and feels tons of pressure to take more responsibility for himself.

Papyrus is so easily influenced at such a young age, and learns to keep the struggles a secret from Sans, and later on unintentionally doing the same thing Sans did by trying to hide the burden so it wouldn't weigh on his brother.

Maybe the exact why or other circumstances vary but it always ends up that way. Sans thinks he has to do everything on his own and Papyrus just wants to help him, but the only way he knows how is to do the exact thing that only worries Sans more but neither will just talk about it. For one reason or another. They are locked in knowing the other cares, wanting to take care of them, but failing to ever actually do things to better their relationship, only creating more, and more, and more distance.

Because distance is safer than dragging each other down. It takes a very long time to realize they were doing that anyway (if they ever get so lucky).

[doki-doki-imagines]

Just an idea, but:

Bodyguard x VIP AU! But the bodyguard is the reader and Michael is the bratty superstar (the kind that screams like a little lady when the water is slightly colder than usual) that needs protection. Michael desperately tries to woo you, coming out of the shower with only a towel covering his pubic area, but you only reply with "if you catch a cold they'll pay me less, go dry yourself" so Michael hides in the bathroom with his tail between his legs. Michael's heart doing triple jump when you lift him when he twisted his ankle while escaping from thugs. Michael then tries to impress you with his football skill and fails because "I used to bodyguard this guy named Yoichi and he could do way more dribbles" and he can't stand that a nobody from Japan can beat him in football AND love (all in his head, Isagi at maximum offered you lunch for all your hard and good work). You fall for him when while escaping you found yourself next to each other near a bonfire talking about your life and Michael tells you how hard was living and trying to overcome his OCD; the soft Michael you catch a glimpse of making your heart rate speed up way too much for your likings. You wound up, but happy because you both escaped from the burning building alive, but why Michael looks like a kicked puppy? He is finally free, he should wag his metaphorical tail! "Thanks for everything Michael" With a trembling hand you cup his cheek and bring him closer, finally allowing yourself to kiss him. Michael's anxiety spikes up, for once not because someone is touching him, but because you have too many wounds and sadly for his poor eyes, soiled with tears he can't even see your happy face. Michael never leaving you in the hospital, waiting for the doctor to tell him if he can finally live a happy life with him.

[mo-ok]

What's a Red without their Blue?

Kyukyu Sentai GoGoV

Matoi Tatsumi & Nagare Tatsumi

[pilvimarja]

Why is Tiktok suddenly showing me all these Get Ready With Me videos from KIDS WHO LOOK LIKE THEY'RE 12??? And why do they all have more skincare products before their pores have even opened up than I've had in the last decade??? 💀