Ibaragi Noriko, from “The Fruit,” featured in “The Penguin Book of Japanese Literature,”

Just Victorian Vampire Things (Naughty Edition)

- Love bites and being constantly pushed against the wall with force - Skinny dipping with your mortal (or immortal) lover - Seducing your lover or otherwise being seduced by your vampire lover in subtle ways that drive you mad - Love making is slow but fierce and sets your soul ablaze with passion - Your immortal lover loves to whisper in your ear and disappear when you turn around - Immense pleasure and pain that intertwine

• Capelet.

Date: 1890-1899

Medium: Black silk satin, black organza, bright purple moire silk lining.

Marcasite Heart Locket Necklace and 925 Sterling Silver

Orleans County Monitor, Barton, Vermont, April 10, 1876

Charlemont, Massachusetts

circa 1850

oh, to be the protagonist of a gothic novel, running around in a haunted mansion.

Please go watch Sex Explained on Netflix. Not only is it a great resource for the basic sex education that is sorely lacking in the U.S., but some of ya’ll need to take a deep breath and remember the difference between fantasy vs reality. This purity culture thing that we’re going through right now is directly harmful to responsible, healthy sexual expression. BTW this woman, Lisa Diamond, is a noted psychologist and has been pushing for greater understanding of womens sexuality as a whole.

Detail of a Roman statue of Aphrodite (or Venus), 2nd century CE. Marble.

you are whole as you are

Don’t even pretend that you’re not watching daddy’s hands 😈

miles: dad can i please get airpods

jefferson: no

miles: but come on, everyone has them

jefferson: do you see spiderman running around with airpods?

miles: 

Freaking call out post

some small sigils I feel everyone could need from time to time. take care of yourselves friends!

When sunlight hits brown eyes >>>

Zeus is so problematic. He waters our crops, administers justice, maintains order, provides refuge, demands hospitality, and overseas the household among many other, terrible things.

How dare a king of gods behave as a king and a god.

set my soul alight

summary: loki finally has you right where he wants you.

warnings: slight dubcon, very very nsfw. knife play, enemies to lovers because if you’ve ever spoken to me you know i’m about that shit. as always, don’t read if you’re under 18. 

A/N: okay this is like… almost pure filth i don’t even know what to say. but in honor of no nut november being over imma share what i finished writing the second i had an orgasm for the first time in a month. title from supermassive black hole (yes the one from twilight!!)

tags: @gagmebucky @thewritingdoll

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You’ve done plenty of stupid things in your life. Chasing whiskey with wine coolers, texting back people you probably should have blocked – deciding that yes, working alongside the Avengers seemed like a perfectly reasonable career path for the rest of your life.

You could deal with the spies, the weapons dealers, the abandoned Hydra bases you’d raided for intel from time to time. You’d made peace with the fact that at any moment, you could be summoned for a mission you wouldn’t return from. And, well, it’s hard to regret your decision when it’s more than just walking the line between life and death. It’s the bonds you make with your teammates, the lifelong friendships you know will last with people that leap into the abyss right alongside you.

Oslo, Norway. It was supposed to be simple. You weren’t supposed to get caught. Taken. The question of how you got here is unnecessary, simply chalking it up to just another ill-advised decision you’d make in your life. If it lasts.

The God of Mischief stands before you, clear blue eyes raking over your bound form as he observes you. Your wrists are tied up above your head by what feels like silk, your ankles tied with the same material, bound to what feels like a post attached to a wooden beam. You’re upright, head lolling around on your shoulders as you rouse into consciousness. You become extremely aware of the fact that you’re still in the jeans and top you were wearing while you were supposed to be undercover earlier. Undetectable. So much for that.

“You’re awake.” Loki remarks, taking a calculated step towards you. No shit, you think. You drink him in, clad in an all black suit with his hair brushing the tops of his shoulders. He’s still disarmingly attractive, which is an in-fucking-convenient thought for you to be having considering he’d kidnapped you about – from what you can assume by the absent sun outside the window to your left – one or two hours ago. “Good. I’ve missed you, darling.”

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