anonymous asked:

I had been wanting to have sex with this boy for the longest when I finally had sex with him I found out he had a girlfriend now I highkey feel guilty for having sex with him but I lowkey dont want to stop having sex with him

i wouldn’t continue having sex w him, imagine how his gf feels. i know i’d be really devastated if i found out my bf had sex with another girl while i was dating him. idk it’s something to take into consideration, im not ab the home wrecker life

LILITH IN THE HOUSES

1st House, Adrenaline Junkie:
big temper, violent father figure, experiences with violent men in general, parental betrayal, isolation, sexually licentious and immodest, esteem issues, subjects herself to unspeakable disrespect and degradation, violent death

2nd House, Sugarbaby:
fad diets, eating disorders, remarkable sense of taste, some fit the definition of functioning psychopath, often slandered, “come-back kid”, feral “earthy” sex, crimes involving money, success in business

3rd house *Exalted, The Other Woman:
deception, unwed mothers, miscarriage, abortion, death of child, loss of child custody, obsession, an “Eve” wife who knows about a “Lilith” mistress (or vice versa), talented writer/speaker, “shape-shifting”, problems (or abuse) involving siblings, extreme loyalty to siblings, “Lilith” sibling(s), dark humor, extremely clever

4th house *Detriment, Immaculate Misconception:
cold childhood, abandoned by a parent (due to deployment, divorce, or death), “black sheep”, “rags-to-riches” (somewhat uncommon), mixed ethnicity, bilingual, early awareness of difference, frequent problems with obsession, childhood abuse (usually sexual), talent in acting (manipulation), paranormal disturbances (could be demonic), “cursed” lineage, “Lilith” offspring

5th house, Lotto Winner:
“Lilith” offspring, trust issues, paranoia, gambling, incredible luck bestowed at least once, talent with writing, “Lilith” physical appearance ( very dark or red hair, lithe body), children outsmart them

6th house, Ms. President:
rejected by their teachers, exposure to dangerous activities in childhood (or during development of their own Lilith-like qualities), little patience for the mindless routine jobs, switches jobs quickly​, problems with hygiene/health (sometimes), self-preservation, authority

7th house, Mary Magdalene:
may be viewed as a slut even if she is not sexually promiscuous, either the person becomes “Lilith” or looks for someone (often a spouse) to be “Lilith” for them, refusal to share resources with others, wants others to “see the light”, preoccupied with relationships, strong-willed spouse

8th house, Persephone:
intensely intimate, unsettling, may exploit others sexually, may have been threatened as an infant, childhood abuse, power struggle, objectified from a young age, keeper of secrets, attracted to dark people, occult interest, occult gifts, intuition, “Lilith” soulmate

9th house, Bride of Dionysus:
wants to transcend all limits, needs to be revolutionary in ideas, drops out of higher educations because they are bored, switches schools, encounters Lilith-types on long-distance travel, do not remarry, unorthodox philosophy

10th house, The CEO:
miscarriage, envious, power hungry, could be a talented dancer, manipulation of others through the career, ladyboss, Patroness of Illegitimate Children, cold mothers, demise of “Eve”, home-wrecker, perfectionist, shrewd

11th house, Rebel Rebel:
odd sexual fantasies, not accepted by peer groups, greater maturity, “restlessness” with regard to children, marriage to a “friend” or a “friend with benefits” which causes problems, “Lilith” best friend, hatred/suspicion when it comes to trends, groups, and government, vigilant protester

12th house, Mardi Gras Queen:
post-natal depression/psychosis, nightmares, sleeping problems, paranormal disturbances, shadow people, face of “Eve”.. mind of “Lilith”, “Lilith” nature is not recognized by others, hold their friends close and their enemies closer, leader, popularity, lover of costumes and masks, serves others

Trouble in Canada

Request: “I’m your husband, it’s my job.”

a/n: I hope you enjoy this itty bitty 10 page writing that I’ve been working on for a few days now ! 😉 ALSO @whitechocolateperfection wanted some angst so I wrote some angst and I hope y’all enjoy and I’d love to know your thoughts!!!

Your name: submit What is this?

“I’ll see you at the next session?”

            You picked your head up from rummaging in your bag and smiled at Ethan, your cooking class instructor, “My husband might be back in town, but I’ll see,”

           Ethan nodded his head steadily.  After a while of looking at each other, you diverted your gaze down towards the wooden table.  You saw his tapping fingers slowly make their way towards your hand that was rested on the table.

           Quickly, you moved your hand, and placed your engagement and wedding ring back on your left hand.  You did’t like cooking with your rings on in fear that they could fall down the drain if you were washing your hands, “Uh, Thanks for the lesson, I’ll see you later.”

           You heard an audible sigh escape his lips, “See you next week, Mrs. Mendes.” 

           As fast as you could, you scurried out the door and saw your friend, Jessie, waiting for you outside.  She saw your flustered expression and smirked, “Looks like the teacher has a crush on the student.” 

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skam fic rec masterpost

so i love reading fic, its like my favorite pass time and that’s all i’ve been doing for the past three months so here’s a huge fic rec list of some fics that i have read and am currently reading and im in love with

big thanks to fic writers! yall are amazing and so important to the fandom <3

a lot of these authors are also on tumblr im sure but i don’t have all the urls so i’m gonna put the ao3 usernames for now. please if you’re on tumblr and would like your url to be in this instead of your ao3 username, just holla at me and ill change it! <3

(ps i’m so sorry i had to shorten up the summaries on some of them so it wouldnt be too long!!)

(pps i update this very frequently as i read so feel free to come back from time to time to look for any new fics!)

make sure you read the trigger warnings for some fics as they can get angsty

okay here we go :) happy reading <3

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Not Enough

PAIRING: Reader x Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes 

WORD COUNT: 4.1K (it’s a monster)

WARNINGS: SMUT, Threesome, Oral (male receiving and female receiving) ANGST.

Well, it has been a while, I’m sorry I haven’t written anything for a long time. But I poured myself a cup of tea and forced myself to finish this. I’m not sure if I like how this turned out, but it’s better than nothing. This fic is based around the song by James Blunt “Don’t Give Me Those Eyes” you can listen to it here. I hope you enjoy x 

Gif Not Mine

Originally posted by piscesandpercy

Staring at you naked
Hotel room in Vegas
I love you but I hate it
And we can’t tell anyone

Your mind raced as you how you found yourself in this situation. Tony’s big plan of whisking everyone off to Las Vegas for the weekend seemed like such an innocent one. Well as innocent as a weekend in Vegas could be, but still how you found yourself stood fully clothed staring at the two Adonis-like men. Chests bare, their jeans low on their hips. Both of them sporting straining bulges (a fact that you noticed right away) Yeah, you still quite hadn’t worked that one out yet.

“You gonna keep us waiting doll?” your eyes flicked to the brunette with uncertainty. Steve picked up on this, walking over to you slowly as not to startle you.

“We want this (Y/N), we want you. And I know you want us both” well shit. You thought, swallowing the dry lump in your throat. This was dangerous, so dangerous. After all, they were the couple in this situation and they were practically laying it out on a silver platter for you. You were not sure of the rules in this situation; yes you had been with other men before. And often wondered what it would be like with more than one partner in the bedroom, but here they were Captain America and the Winter Soldier wanted to have a threesome with you.

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And this is how we danced: with our mothers’
white dresses spilling from our feet, late August

turning our hands dark red. And this is how we loved:
a fifth of vodka and an afternoon in the attic, your fingers

sweeping though my hair—my hair a wildfire.
We covered our ears and your father’s tantrum turned

into heartbeats. When our lips touched the day closed
into a coffin. In the museum of the heart

there are two headless people building a burning house.
There was always the shotgun above the fireplace.

Always another hour to kill—only to beg some god
to give it back. If not the attic, the car. If not the car,

the dream. If not the boy, his clothes. If not alive,
put down the phone. Because the year is a distance

we’ve traveled in circles. Which is to say: this is how
we danced: alone in sleeping bodies. Which is to say:

This is how we loved: a knife on the tongue turning
into a tongue.
—  Ocean Vuong, “Home Wrecker”