Hello! I'm Pookerella- also know as Pookie_Mookie94 or Yzzi94. I'm 19, female and I come from the land down under! This is both a personal, art and a multi-fandom blog!
Personal favourites are Hetalia, Naruto, Free!, TF2, and all the sports mangas you can poke a stick at! Oresama teacher and Pumpkin Scissors are right up there too ;)
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I was researching for my media essay and I found a full length essay solely on Boys Love. 


Track: Island Song
Artist: Ashley Eriksson
Plays: 1,920


lately I’ve been thinking a lot about makoto and haru’s first kiss. there are so many lovely possibilities, from dramatic to awkward, but the one that is currently my favorite is just the two of them laying down, talking about everyday things; their eyes start to get heavy, but makoto still talks… about the joke their professor made or that movie that’s playing on the cinema or how his mom made all their white underwear turn purple.

and haru just listens with a little smile on his face, noticing every note in makoto’s voice, how his speech is gradually slowing and the way he is trying so hard to stop yawning. and just as makoto closes his eyes, haru snuggles closer letting that strong arm rest on his waist.

he spends a few seconds looking at that sleepy face, his eyelashes and eyebrows and the shape of his half-opened lips. and he kisses him. just like that, with no worries or pain. and makoto kisses back like it’s only natural. gentle, honest, delicious sleepy kisses




nothing is more satisfying than someone walking right past ur hiding spot in hide and seek

how old are you

"thatkilljoy" living up to the url i see


I don’t think you guys understand how much I love fanfiction cliches in my smut. I love them so much. I could read a hundred stories where two characters get locked in a small space or have to share body heat or get caught in a rainstorm and have to take off wet clothes. I’m being completely genuine when I say that I live for smut fanfiction cliches.

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