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Oh HEY bitch. I know u didn't reblog that Kissing Prompts post bc ur already behind on the word prompts and also this isn't even on it but um. gimme fricking. shoulder kiss. Zhang Daddy Rishan. i love u
omg babes! hello!!! Wow u knew just what I wanted today! Which was... to be evil. >:)
(the post I was referencing was from @humanlighthouse so if u have Kissing Needs float on over to her ask box after this)
His body is a lonely house.
The saying goes that the body is a temple, but that’s a blatant falsehood. There is no one left to worship. Temples are just houses for the string tendrils of faith, and once there is no one to tie the threads, the spidersilk dissolves and leaves cobwebs in the rafters.
Zhang Rishan has been hollowed, empty, for years now.
The chinks of his armor were once buffed and polished and his edges lay smooth and bare and Tiezui, with his laughing eyes and whip-snap tongue and his fingers dancing with light, light, would press his fingerprints into the tattoo writhing faintly on Zhang Rishan’s chest, would trace the beast residing there, would tame it with soft words and Zhang Rishan would shudder, shake, would feel his heart pulse in time with the words that sat against the roof of his mouth, airy and delicate and pounding.
Love you love you love you
Tiezui liked his shoulders. He like leaning his chin into the nook between the round hill of his upper arm and the hollow of his neck, liked the position it gave to his mouth, because Tiezui’s mouth was the prettiest part of him, pink with words and pink with joy and pink passed across from Zhang Rishan’s own, a trade secret, blood beating blood beating blood.
Zhang Rishan had been young and clueless and twenty-three to Tiezui’s twenty-eight, and now he is young-but-not and weary and he is somewhere past one hundred and Tiezui is younger than him forever because Zhang Rishan is encroaching on having lived twice as long as Tiezui, an entire lifetime without him, and Tiezui is far, far, far underground, a relic, and Zhang Rishan could spend another three lives searching for him with all the skills he has gathered from deep and terrible tombs and he wouldn’t find him again. His breath was always whisper-soft, lilting gentle/
He sits naked on the bed and Tiezui is behind him, arms limp and loose and his face is pressed into his neck and shoulder and his lips, his lips/Zhang Rishan catches his wrist, holds it combatively, but Tiezui knows him, knows that Zhang Rishan is folly and fear and the delicate bone under the skin is never in danger despite his hands being strong/there’s nothing but fire and heat in his veins he is blinding and brilliant and he never says Tiezui’s name in public because then everyone would know how far gone he is.
He’s an empty bed in an empty house and sometimes, when there’s quiet and darkness, when he can’t quite remember how ghosts feel, when the echo of breath on his neck is too strong and his heartbeat ricochets around him like pistol fire, Zhang Rishan turns his chin downward, presses a kiss to his own shoulder, stamps love into his skin love you love you love you like a blood transfusion, because once upon a time, Tiezui had pressed his lips to Zhang Rishan in the cold, dank stomach cavity of a tomb, and therein he lies, in the ridges of skin, in the delicate pucker of flesh against teeth, and Zhang Rishan feels him forever.
He kisses his shoulder and buries him deep.
I know for a fact other dimensions and realities exist because that’s where some of you people are watching tv
i think that harry styles dies really frequently to like putting forks in outlets n shit, and they gotta use a factory to make more harries. but one day one of the fucked up defective harries escaped and they couldnt catch him in time before he became famous and so they just had to let him do this thing. and thats timothee chalamet
Cascades of earrings spangle the ear of an ornately beaded Ubo youth. Mindanao, Philippines, 1970s. Dean Conger
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rebecca black was right. It’s Friday
TOOLTIP: you can get more funny juice by performing the "jerking off" activity. find it by selecting genitals from your inventory!
> use genitals
You can't use that right now!
> use hand on genitals
You can't use that right now!
> use genitals on hand
You can't use that right now!
> help
I don't know that word.
You are clobbered by the OGRE!
You have lost your genitals. . .
man fuck this game
i feel like people aren't getting how dire ai is. we are running out of drinkable water. our brains aren't engaging as much with what we see and hear. people near data centers don't get clean water and experience electricity blackouts. it's being used to make pornography of underaged people and women. it often just lies. it affirms everything. it lies. it has made people kill themselves. it lies for gods sake. and people act as if im dramatic for being staunchly against it. 'now i KNOOW you hate ai and whatever, but look at this cute video' this isn't me being a new age puritan about internet videos, this is about the fucking earth and our future living on this planet. people are suffering now, people will suffer more, and my friends and parents will roll their eyes and think im annoying for despising ai so explicitly. we need to wake up because we cannot live like this
God
by Michael Bazzett
for Ada Limón
Look, it’s not that I believe in him. Nor he in me. We have moved beyond all that. I just like having someone there in the dark. Usually we sit in silence, waiting for passing headlights to glide across the ceiling and knock stray prayers loose from where they got stuck on their way out, so many years ago. It’s almost like finding old piñata candy, says God, picking one from the floorboards. He unwraps it, takes a quick taste. Winces. Nods like he’s just remembered something for the thousandth, thousandth time. What is it? I ask. It’s kind of like chewing tinfoil, he says. All that aching naked hope.
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was talking to a coworker and realised i could not for the life of me remember his name but i was too embarrassed to ask because we've spoken multiple times so mid-conversation i started concocting a plan to nudge the conversation towards the ID photos on our building passes so that i could be like oh my ID photo is awful haha the camera they use to take these has a real talent for making me look as unphotogenic as possible and then he would say oh yes me too haha everyone says that (because they do) and then i would be able to say well let me see yours it can't be as bad as mine! and he would show me his ID because we are coworkers and why wouldn't he and this would allow me to see his building pass which of course would have his name on it and then i would be able to say well yours is perfectly nice it must be me that's the problem! and then we would have a polite chuckle about it and i would have his name without needing to ask for it and he would be none the wiser and all would be well but then before i could execute this fine plan a little voice in my head went "so this is some light yagami bull shit you are about to pull" which was such a violent reality check it shocked me completely out of my embarrassment and i went "hey im so sorry your name has slipped my mind could you remind me" and he did and it was fine.
"This is some Light Yagami bull shit you are about to pull" <- Littany against avoiding small embarrassing/awkward moments that don't matter with over the top ass mind games.
Me: Tom Cruise I picked up more plain steamed fish for you to eat for every meal because of your pathologies
Tom Cruise: thank you so much. By the way I feel that we have been through enough together - you doing a Misery on me and breaking both my legs, etc - that you can just call me Tom
Me: Thank you for saying that Tom Cruise
maybe this year i will watch two movies
no lame shit formed against me shall prosper.
the prosecutor's proposal is proof that when you lean into what your country's good at (homoerotic police procedurals) you fuckin knock it out the park holy shit this show is so good
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she touch my yippee till i yay
