The Problem With Visual Platforms Like Instagram And Tiktok (or Ones That Limit The Amount Of Words You

model minghao strikes again

i got you.

plot: you’ve had enough of the party lifestyle and you finally decide to say something.

A/N: was uninspired but i really wanted to post. let me know what you think :) ps: this is v soft (again ahh)

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i know it feels great when our white faves stand up for things that are important to us – especially if we aren’t used to them doing that – but just a friendly reminder that it is never, and has never been, appropriate to center them in the middle of conversations on racial justice. they are not the revolutionaries in a charge against systemic racism and discrimination, they posted a tweet and an instagram story.

instead of celebrating them for doing the bare minimum and “solving racism” maybe think about donating to frontline organizations in minneapolis like the bail fund, reclaim the block or black visions, start a petition asking your local police department to require body cams, commit to calling white voters in battleground states to get racists out of office, and do your research so that you can engage in impactful anti-racist action beyond just thanking a celebrity for posting on social media

grown ups itafushi doodles

TICKETS TO MY DOWNFALL is the album name bitches

Watch the Queen(s) conquer.

I just can’t fucking stop imagining Illumi in dating situations where his face is just fucking blank and soulless the whole goddamn time.  Zoo Illumi : <0> <0>                          \                         _

Movies Illumi : <0> <0>                               \                               _ Beach Illumi:  <0> <0>                              \                              _ Cocktail Party Illumi:  <0> <0>                                           \                                          _

Y/n: For once I want to be fucked by something that isn’t my life.

Dabi: Well girl do I have an offer for you.

on the down low — s. tendou

NSFW warning below the cut

content: nsfw/smut, fem!reader, friends with benefits, clothed sex, morning sex, don’t get caught word count: 1813

you share a dirty little secret with your host family’s son

─── ･ ｡ﾟ✹ ✧ °⋅ ───

At this rate, you were going to be late for school. Wouldn’t that look great; the one foreign exchange student in your homeroom stumbling into class long after the bell, out of breath with her hair mussed up and skirt wrinkled. You could only pray that no one on the school board would choose to call up your host family and tell them that not only was the exchange student they were housing tardy this morning, but their son was as well.

 You couldn’t exactly blame Tendou for initiating this at such an unusual time. He saw an opportunity, and he pounced on it, simple as that. With his mother out of town and his father already gone for an early morning business meeting, you honestly weren’t even surprised that he spent the morning spouting off flirtatious comments; only that it led to this.

“You’re not gonna have time for breakfast,” you panted down at him.

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