whatasecretkeeper

[whatasecretkeeper]

The captain makes a guest star appearance in tomorrow’s NEW episode of Law and order

[whatasecretkeeper]

the OG cool kids

[whatasecretkeeper]

I heard this audio and thought of them

[whatasecretkeeper]

[whatasecretkeeper]

LITERALLY!!!! THAT IS SO DAMN TRUE!!! LIKE THIS IS DISTURBING AND DISGUSTING!

STOP DISRESPECTING AND FETISHISING BENGALI WOMEN AND GIRLS!!!! US BENGALI GIRLS DON’T DESERVE THIS KIND OF TREATMENT BY ANYONE ESPECIALLY A RANDOM BENGALI GUY!!! YOU BENGALI GUYS DON’T OWN US!!!

AND ALSO STOP DISRESPECTING SOME BENGALI MEN WHO ARE DOING THE RIGHT THING AND BEING RESPECTFUL! THEY ARE LIVING THEIR BEST LIVES AND DOING GOOD FOR THEMSELVES AND OTHERS! UNLIKE SOME BENGALI MEN WHO DON’T DO ANYTHING IN THEIR LIVES BUT GO ONLINE AND SAY A VERY DISRESPECTFUL AND DISGUSTING COMMENTS TO SOMEONE ELSE!!!

SOME BENGALI MEN HAVE FORGOTTEN THAT OUR WOMEN AND GIRLS HAVE BEEN EXPERIENCED GR*PE BY THE MEMBERS OF THE PAKISTANI MILITARY FORCES, BACK IN 1971 DURING THE BANGLADESH LIBERATION WAR!! AND THE WOMEN HAVE ALSO BEEN INVOLVED TO FIGHT AGAINST THE PAKISTANI MILITARY!!

LIKE STOP DISRESPECTING, FETISHISING AND CONTROLLING US BENGALI GIRLS!!!! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT!!! LIKE I SAID!!! YOU DON’T OWN US!!! SO LEAVE US ALONE!!!

WE CAN DO WHATEVER WE WANT,

WHO WE CAN LOVE,

WHAT WE WEAR

AND WHO WE FRIENDS WITH!!!

IS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!!!

WE HAVE LIVES TOO!!!

SO RESPECTFULLY STFU AND GROW UP!!!

End of the discussion!

(I decided to share this something serious today, so yea)

WTF IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE?

What is this gross fetishization and sexualization of Bengali women? I recently came across a reel on Bengali women, and it was a very simple reel. But the comment section 🤮

Men were slut-shaming and hurling creepy insults at Bengali women (even women were doing this). Almost every Bengali woman is apparently sexually active, a bloodsucker, and a man-eater. What is this? Slut-shaming an entire community for no reason at all?

Also, don't get me started on the whole black magic thing. I am tired of black magic jokes; they're not funny anymore. Especially when people are using it to justify their creepy behaviours. It's freaking 2024; you can't just go around calling women witches for being independent and liberal.

(that's not the only thing, they are also making homophobic comments on Bengali men , calling them weak and unable to control their women!

Oh also let me add, Bengali women are not ideal Indian women because they are too out spoken and independent.

OH FUCK YOU!

[whatasecretkeeper]

my beautiful punk princess

this is quite lazy apologies for the inaccuracy

[whatasecretkeeper]

♡ Pinky ♡

I don't know how but I've finished Pinky's photo shortly after Beatrice's! Long live the weekend and free time! 🥳 (Please ignore the hand, I know it's terrible HAHAH at some point I just gave up trying) I'm trying to get closer to the Bully art style + giving it my own touch. ♡

I hope you like it! 😙

>>> Next one is Lola!

[whatasecretkeeper]

[whatasecretkeeper]

FIRE EDIT!!!!

will the gta 5 fandom fw this edit i cooked up abt 9 months ago

[whatasecretkeeper]

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

[whatasecretkeeper]

hellou tumblr... it has been a bit...!

very excited 2 get these in! im a lot more active on instagram and twitter, but ill be using this account more from now on!

[whatasecretkeeper]

[whatasecretkeeper]

Hey!! Can you please do Framar(Franklin x Lamar) FanFiction please and can you also put some smut 🙈in it and also have the insane plot twist 😳at the end of the fanfiction 😃 thank you 🙏

Love ❤️

XZY

DRUGGED

“Eyy! The boy Frank!” Lamar’s voice was heard as he approached Franklin.

“Hey man, how you been?” Franklin smiled at his bestfriend, hugging him as they got closer.

"I'm cool, you know me, can't keep this boy down!"

"Damn that's right, shit's still good?" Franklin asked, the two of them walking through the parking lot of the Vanilla Unicorn.

“Shits always good with me Frank.” Lamar laughed as they walked into the club, music drowning their voices out.

They both headed to the bar, ordering drinks as they talked.

"So you ain't found some girl you can call yours? Shit man, you got no game." Franklin teased.

"Bitch please! Go beg Tanisha to call you back." Lamar sighed, taking a sip of his drink. "I'm workin' on it."

"You're workin' on it? Or your dick is working on it?"

"Fuck you homie, my dick is always working." Lamar snorted. "But seriously, I'm working on it, just need the right one."

"Damn, when did you get all deep and shit?" Franklin shook his head.

"When did you start talkin' about your feelings and shit?" Lamar retorted, earning a middle finger from Franklin.

“Oh please,” Franklin laughed loudly at his incredibly sensitive friend beside him.

The club was loud, pop songs blaring through the speakers. Girls strutted around, flaunting their assets and staring up the men.

The two downed a couple rounds of shots, chatting about new gossip and random topics.

“It’s loud as fuck in here! Homie can we go outside quick?” Lamar said, pulling Franklin’s arm.

Franklin nodded, following his friend outside.

They both walked up to their cars, Lamar lighting a joint.

"I'm tellin' you homie, we should start a club or some shit, I feel like I could get down on that." Lamar chuckled.

"Lamar, you can't even afford a car."

"That's why we need a club, then we'll have money." Lamar rolled his eyes, pulling a water bottle out of his bag.

“The fuck is that?” Franklin said, making fun of him.

“Gotta stay hydrated motherfucker! Bitching at a homie for taking care of himself. You want some?”

"Yeah okay." Franklin took the water, drinking half of it.

He coughed, nearly choking as his body tensed up.

"Yo Frank you good?" Lamar put his hands on his shoulder, helping him.

“What the fuck is in that? Tasted like straight ass!” Frank shouted, gagging as he tossed the bottle back at Lamar.

“Stop bitching! Can we go to your crib? This place is draining the shit outta me.” Lamar replied, pushing Franklin and getting in his car.

"Man, a'ight. Fine." Franklin rolled his eyes, getting into his own car.

They both pulled out of the parking lot, Franklin speeding down the streets. He pulled up in his driveway, Lamar close behind. He was used to his best friend being in his house, Lamar usually hung there. He’d basically moved in as soon as Frank got the house, and as much as Franklin acted like it bothered him, he enjoyed having his closest friend around so much.

Lamar got out the car and walked straight into Frank’s house, sitting on the couch.

"Yo, why do you always got this place smelling like a fuckin' forest, homie? Poor chop probably stoned half the time.”

“This the scent of owning your own house, And not living with your mama at the ripe age of 25.”

“Homie that’s wrong. You know I love my moms, she my rock.” Lamar said, kicking franklin and throwing a middle finger up at him.

“Shut up and pass me the remote.”

It had only been about ten minutes before Frank started to feel very strange. It wasn’t a feeling he recognised. His felt face hot and sweaty, and his mood had boosted suddenly.

“Homie, what the fuck was in that weed? I feel weird as fuck.” Franklin muttered, fanning himself and getting up to turn the AC on.

“Pure cali! Maybe you used to the shitty bud your white boys be using.” Lamar said, looking at Franklin.

Frank walked back over, sitting next to him. he could feel Lamar staring at him, and it made his stomach feel fluttery. He was confused and turned to look at his friend to ask what was wrong. Suddenly a wave of attraction hit him, seeing Lamar in a new way.

"What's up with you?" Franklin asked.

"Nothin', just watching you."

"Why?" Franklin asked, his body starting to get warm again.

"Cause I can." Lamar smiled.

"Well don't. You look like you about to creep on me." Franklin laughed, standing up to grab a glass of water.

His legs felt shaky, and he could hear his heartbeat in his ears. He took a deep breath, filling his glass with water and returning to his friend.

"You a'ight man?"

"No."

"Why? Wassup?"

"I don't know. My head is fuzzy and my heart is racing."

"Maybe you sick?"

"Maybe." Franklin took a big gulp of his water, trying to calm his body down.

He sat there, staring at the TV but not really watching.

He felt his body heating up. It was becoming unbearable, and there was a new sensation that had just began. He realised he’d become extremely turned on.

Lamar turned to look at Frank again, feeling the attraction also.

"Fuck, you hot Frank."

"You can say that again." Franklin looked at him, his breathing was becoming laboured.

"Nah, I mean you lookin' hotter than usual." Lamar leaned in towards Franklin.

"I'm not sure I can say the same."

"Homie, you wound me."

“I’m playing. You looking hotter than usual too. The fuck is going on?”

“Probably the molly I put in that water bottle earlier.” Lamar smiled cutely, looking at Frank eagerly.

“What?!” Franklin said loudly, looking at Lamar angrily.

“Dude, calm down. I knew you wouldn’t try it! So I had to substitute.”

Franklin didn't have a chance to respond, His heart was racing and he couldn’t hold back anymore. He wanted him, he needed him.

He grabbed Lamar’s face and kissed him.

Lamar was taken aback but responded quickly. Their lips were pressed together in a deep kiss, and Lamar pulled Frank onto his lap, making their position more comfortable.

They were kissing for a while before Lamar started to trail his lips down Frank's neck.

“Might aswell make the most of this molly, huh?” Lamar smirked, his hands on Franklin’s hips.

Franklin was lost for words, moaning softly and leaning his head back.

Lamar bit Frank's neck, licking over the bruise and smiling at the mark.

"Damn Frankie, you moaning and shit. Thought you weren't gay." Lamar chuckled, grinding his hips up against Franklin's.

"Fuck you, I ain't." Franklin growled.

Lamar flipped him over, pushing him down onto the couch. He held his arms above his head, grinding down onto him.

"Don't fight it, homie."

"Lamar,"

"Just trust me."

Lamar kissed down his body, pulling Frank’s shirt off, and exposing his abs.

"Damn." Lamar breathed.

He ran his fingers over the skin, making Franklin shiver.

"Lamar, can you hurry the fuck up? I feel weird as fuck."

"Patience is a virtue Frank." Lamar smirked, looking up at Franklin.

Franklin groaned, rolling his eyes.

Lamar kissed and sucked on his stomach, his hands roaming around Frank's chest.

"Fuck." Franklin moaned.

"I ain't even did anything yet."

"Fuck you, just- do something."

"Yes sir." Lamar smiled, unbuttoning his Franklin’s jeans.

He slid his hand into Franklin's underwear, rubbing his palm against the other man's cock.

Franklin whined, thrusting his hips up and panting.

"You like that shit, huh?” Lamar grinned, eyes locking with his best friend’s.

The atmosphere was hot, and their bodies were sticky with sweat. The room stank of sex.

Lamar tugged down Frank's underwear, exposing his cock.

"Damn, you bigger than I thought."

"Thanks?"

Lamar giggled, licking the tip and sucking softly.

Franklin groaned, his legs tensing up and his mind going blank.

Lamar wrapped his lips around Franklin's cock, taking the head into his mouth. He started bobbing his head, licking as he sucked him off.

"L-lamar.” Franklin whined, running his hands through Lamar’s hair.

He gripped his hair tightly, tugging and thrusting up.

Lamar moaned, his throat vibrating and his mouth tightening.

Franklin panted, his sweaty chest falling and rising quickly. He never expected this to happen in a hundred years, yet it was the best thing he’d ever experienced.

"Fuck- Lamar- I'm gonna-"

Franklin came in his mouth, and Lamar swallowed.

He pulled off, smiling at his friend.

“Told you to trust me.” Lamar whispered, pressing a soft kiss to Frank's lips.

Frank was still catching his breath, and his mind was a blur.

"Damn Frankie."

Franklin couldn't reply, his throat was dry and his body was exhausted.

"Come on, let's get you to bed." Lamar said, helping his friend up and walking him to his bedroom.

"Can you stay?"

"Yeah man, you know I got you."

"Thanks man.”

Franklin was half asleep, and he could barely keep his eyes open.

"Homie before you drift off into a peaceful slumber, we should probably talk.”

“Yeah, yeah probably.” Frank said, sitting up.

“Now I don’t wanna freak you out, but I do think that was fun. Maybe we should consider a repeat of this, but without all the molly. Lil friends with benefits vibe.” Lamar smiled, looking at franklin’s extremely exhausted face.

“Now that I can agree too. Now please homie, Let me sleep!”

Lamar chuckled and nodded, laying down and pulling Franklin close.

It was silent for a while, the two men almost asleep.

"Hey Lamar?"

"Mm?"

"Love you man."

"Love you too, Frank."

[whatasecretkeeper]

some gta v art of my favs THERES NOT ENOUGH OF THEM BRO💔

i might draw them again as this was from a while ago

the insta💯

[whatasecretkeeper]

ok fine heres edgar 😞 (pretty please ignore the tattoos i couldnt find a clear photo of them)

[whatasecretkeeper]

trying out new brushes and. do you guys think they would be bffs forever and have friendship bracelets. ???

[whatasecretkeeper]

saw this n instantly thought of them ♡

source ig?