and i honestly advise you not to read it

Tackling Piles of Readings

Beautiful Instagram-worthy study pictures and colorful pen sets aside, tackling piles of course reading is something that very few individuals look forward to. Before I go ahead and tackle my homework for tomorrow, I thought I’d share with you all a brief set of tips as to how I get it done. 

  1. Sit in a place that’s cozy, but not too cozy. For me, that place is my dorm bed. I live between three different places and my bed at my parents’ home (which is only 30 minutes away from my university) is definitely not the place for me to be studying. For some reason, however, I can study perfectly fine on the bed in my dorm room. This isn’t the case for everyone. Lots of people advise against studying in your own bed. For me, I think it’s honestly just a personal preference. What I do make sure to do, however, is to not read under heavy blankets. Instead, I’ll do my reading while I am wrapped up in a thin blanket and am sitting up against my pillows. 
  2. Make sure everything you need is nearby. For me, everything includes a light snack and refreshing or soothing drink (today I’ve chosen bubble tea). Other items that may be useful while reading include pens and highlighters for annotating and a notebook/computer to take notes in. 
  3. Illuminate the room with light. Try to read in a place full of light. That way the darkness doesn’t trick your brain into falling asleep. 
  4. Have a notepad at hand. Write any random, distracting thoughts unrelated to your reading in this notepad. That way, instead of getting side tracked by sudden thoughts, you have them all written down in one place. 
  5. Music? No Music? Up to you. Just make sure that the music is instrumental only. Music with words might throw you off as you read. Keep it on low, if possible. I like to listen to tracks that repeat themselves constantly. That way I don’t get distracted by new chords. Here’s a particular favorite track of mine: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lX8QVBl-ZG0&t=205s
  6. Keep a dictionary at ready. Look up words you don’t understand as you go. Jot down notes into your reading. The more confused you are, the less you’ll gain from whatever you are reading. This is why clarifying terms is important. 
  7. Take breaks every so often. The human brain is like a sponge, but even sponges have limits to the amount of liquid they can hold. Similarly, your brain has a limit to the amount of concentration it can sustain in one sitting. Take a break when you start feeling brain dead. But time yourself. Make sure your break stays limited. And don’t check social media in this break (unless absolutely necessary). What I like to do is actually get something done off my to do list (like sending an email or filling out a form). That way, I feel better and more accomplished after I’ve taken my break. If I’m feeling too lazy to do that, I usually just jam out to non-instrumental music for a bit or watch a cooking video. The type of video you watch is important because you don’t want to go down that familiar rabbit hole of distraction. That rabbit hole, for me, is comprised of study bloggers, beauty vloggers, etc. Cooking videos just happen to not be rabbit hole videos for me. Find yours. 
  8. Don’t get down on yourself. Don’t get down on yourself if you’re having trouble reading or if you don’t find your reading interesting. Not everything in the world was written to be a thrilling piece of literature or an excitingly well-written research paper. Some pieces of work are just boring – and that’s okay. What’s important is that you finish the reading so that you understand tomorrow’s lecture or get a better understanding of a concept being discussed in class. You won’t always have fun studying. Studying is hard work and hard work is just that: hard. Just keep on at it. In the end, you’ll be glad you did. So will your GPA. 

Those are my eight tips for tackling reading! Happy Studying!

With love, hugs, and good wishes,

Huda

Yato Family - Thoughts

(I’ve been trying to get this post done for two weeks now, finally succeeded.)

It’s easy to fall into the mindset of trying to pinpoint who is right or wrong in the tragic Yato family past when I believe that no one is singlehandedly at fault. Everyone’s decisions contributed to the circumstances in some way, drove them to act as they did, and they all have valid feelings about what happened. Sometimes it is family who leaves the deepest wounds and sharpest stings.

Anyway, underneath the cut is a long post about the Yato family situation from my perspective – a semi-analysis, if you will. It’s almost 6,000 words, so kudos if you read it (can’t help it, I’m a writer and I also studied literature, so rambling is inevitable). There’s no pressure to read it, either. I just need a place to post my thoughts to. (Some spoilers ahead for next episode, I guess.)

If you cannot handle different opinions, then I would advise not reading further, because I speak honestly about this family, and I have no patience for people who will deliberately misconstrue it as hate because they don’t know how to differentiate between actual hate and an opinion that seeks to be objective in accordance with canon.

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anonymous asked:

I don't know how to French kiss or introduce tongue when kissing. HELP! Does this make me a bad kisser?

First of all not knowing how to french kiss doesnt make you a bad kisser. A lot of people dont really like french kissing, its all down to personal taste. If you wanted to get really good at it have someone to maybe practice with, and how you introduce your tongue might just come naturally to you.

When you start kissing the other person dont immediately go in with your tongue. Start off gentle and slow and when you feel like the mood is good try opening your mouth a little during the kiss. Dont fully opening your mouth like youre trying to eat them, but something similar to pursing your lips. When you finally want to go in with your tongue DONT just shove it in ok. Poke your tongue out a little and lightly lick their lips while kissing them. Keep doing this lightly and slowly add more pressure until they start doing it to and then BAM french kissing achieved. 

Honestly this is a little awkward to explain and id fully recommend asking a friend or whoever you want to help you practice. Tell them that you want to try and learn how to french kiss and if you dont have anyone to practice with use your hand and try it out. :)

okay so we always talk about theatre kid aus but they are always the same and honestly wouldn’t happen, so allow me to give you aus based off of my three years of being in my high school’s drama club

  • you bought a copy of the script when you found out what we were going to do so you would be prepared at auditions and got the lead. i would be mad about your advantage except that you’re really cool and i think i might be falling for you
  • oh god, your significant other just broke up with you during a five minute break in the middle of rehearsal and now you’re crying in the greenroom and clutching your phone. shit, i’m sorry, but it’s your cue. um, you know what, i’ll just go read for you
  • i walked in one of the bathrooms while you were changing into a different bra/binding for one of your costumes and i am definitely not thinking about your tits whenever we talk what are you talking about?
  • our adviser/director this year hates tech/crew and you keep ranting about what a bitch she is when i’m not on stage or practicing my lines and you’re honestly adorable when mad
  • we are co-directors and i can’t believe that we’ve been friends for years because you are the last person i wanna see rn
  • okay you are a good actor and might be cute but you do not know how to memorize lines so i’m trying to help you and now it’s a love scene and this is awkward
  • two cast members were dating irl and just broke up and i s2g the show is falling apart bc of the small civil war splitting up the cast and crew (bonus points if the narrator actually likes one of them because that always happens in my club)
  • the entire game of “honey i love you” gives you situations like these:
  • this is the first time i have spoken to you and it’s during this stupid warm up game and now you have a boner which wouldn’t be so bad if i didn’t have a crush on you
  • we fell because you climbed on me to try and make me crack and almost did the anime kiss thing
  • i swear i usually don’t crack but you’re hot and i might be in love with you
  • and the more accurate version of love interests being played by enemies:
  • i’ve had a crush on you for years and now we’re playing worst enemies and i should not find our arguments this hot

feel free to add more because i could go on

Behind the Walls (Chapter 3)

Chapter 1 Chapter 2

Pairing: Professor!Bucky X Reader

Words: 3,087

Warnings: Cursing!

Summary: You are currently getting your PhD in Art History, your dissertation being about The Power of Nudity in Art. Your advisor recommends you switch from being her TA to another professor because she feels her health is declining and wants you to get the best help/advice from someone new. She recommends Dr. James Barnes and believes he will be of great help to you. Things don’t turn out as you plan.

A/N: No one is commenting!! Please people tell me your opinions.

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neohelvetica  asked:

Your comics give me life. I love them! 😍❤💯👌👌👌 Btw i'm starting to draw smut comics as well do you have any advice? I tend to get really carried away with 'action' scenes! How do you do them?

I honestly dont know what to advise because my story just came to me really natural, and also for the angle and the panle ;__; Perhaps if you read smut a lot you will kinda know what to draw. Also when you practice drawing often (I drew almost nonstop since September last year) you will eventually know what to do.

All the best!

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anonymous asked:

On the subject of adulting, have you ever written a recommendation letter for someone? A former colleague asked me for one (which I'm totally happy to provide!) but I just realized I've never written one and the templates online are kind of corporate and I work very much in an artsy field. I'd love any pointers! (Also if this falls into an advises, totally ignore me!)

You know I would offer some advice on this, but honestly I never have – nor have I read one, which I think is more vital. When you’re looking at writing something like that, you really want to know what the readers think, what they’re expecting or looking for, and I just plain don’t know. 

I would maybe suggest consulting someone else in your field – I wish I could help, but I don’t want to steer you wrong! 

inkyhorror  asked:

i'm not sure if this is a technical question or an opinion thing but would it be beneficial or detrimental to do multiple tarot readings for the same thing? for example if i do multiple advise readings for a situation would it be more informative/show a different perspective or would it confuse the energies and muddle the advise?

Honestly, my opinion is that you are probably going to end up with different routes to the same end, but you are never really going to know the correct path to take or what will be the easiest or have the most beneficial outcome. You are likely just going to muddle up advice, or your tarot deck is going to get annoyed and get sassy. Mine does it, lmao. This is actually a good article on the exact question you have as well, if you are interested.

anonymous asked:

do you have any accomodations at university ?

not really- i have a disability advisor who doesnt actually advise me on anything (she just says “so how are you” and i say “coping” and we talk about the plans ive already made for the upcoming week and she says “ok, see you next week”)(im sure shes great with other students but as an art student i dont think theres much she can do for/with me)(but honestly for me it just means having to go into uni on a day off to use 20 minutes of a 1 hour appointment because we have nothing to talk about) + i also have some software for my laptop that helps me read better + also a mindmap software (but i dont really get much use from either)(again- because im an art student)(most of my work is just practical sketchbook stuff)

so i mean kind of?? the uni claim they’ve given me all the accommodations that are available to me but none of it benefits me or improves my quality of life/chances of getting my degree + they refuse to discuss the possibility of anything else (e.g. extended time for deadlines, dropping a module a semester + doing an extra year, that kind of thing)

so whenever people ask this im always like ?????? do i ????? 

TL;DR i have some accommodations but not any that benefit me for or feel worth all the paperwork i had to do to register as a disabled student detailing the ins and outs of my life that evidently didnt factor into what they gave me

Misguided Writing Prompts: The First Time (M)

So yeah, I have been gone for a while. A loooong while…. Sorry about that. But anyway, one of you little perverts asked for it, so here it is. (lol like I honestly thought all of you would let me get away with writing no smut in a fic you’ve read over 270k words of) If it’s not good, we can all just pretend I never wrote it. (This happens directly after the events in Chapter 143 obviously) Please, be advised that this is smut (or is it considered erotica?), and it is not intended for underage readers; you know who you are.

One of Jane’s hands found its way to the back of Sirius’ neck, lingering there, fingers tangling in his still damp hair. The kiss lasted for what seemed like forever, and Jane was beginning to wonder if he planned on just kissing her for the entire night, which she wouldn’t have minded. She quite liked the way his lips moved against hers; she liked the small nips of his teeth against her bottom lip and the way his tongue glided so easily over her own. Sirius didn’t seem to be in any sort of hurry, and that was more than okay with Jane.

Finally, Sirius’ right hand trailed down Jane’s side at an agonisingly slow pace, just barely brushing the fabric of her t-shirt before he grabbed the hem of it and began to tug it upwards gently. Jane broke the kiss to remove her shirt for him.

Sirius moved back to look down at her lying beneath him. His eyes raked down her bare torso, as Jane had decided to forgo her bra, her chest rising and falling with her unsteady breathing. He reached out a hand and caressed her cheek. He carefully drug his hand down, his fingertips grazing over the skin of her lips, jaw, neck, then collarbone. When he reached the valley between her breasts, he could feel the rapid thumping of Jane’s heart. His hand continued its journey until it reached her hips, and while his fingers lingered on the fabric of her cotton shorts, he didn’t move to remove the garment.

Jane watched his face as he looked at her. She vaguely noted that he had only looked at her like this a few times that she could think of, the most notable time being right before he’d kissed her for the first time. And she found herself wondering just what he was thinking.

“Perfect,” Sirius muttered before looking back into Jane’s eyes. “You are perfect.”

He said it in a way that made Jane believe it. The finality of his tone didn’t leave any room for debate, and the words echoed through her mind. For a moment, it caused all of her insecurities about her body and lack of experience to melt away.

Sirius finally kissed her again, bracing himself with one arm and pressing his chest against hers, careful not to suffocate her under his weight. His other hand ran up and down Jane’s side before siding under her back, trying to press their bodies even closer together.

Jane sighed in a content way as Sirius pulled out of the kiss slowly, his teeth lightly tugging on her bottom lip before letting go. He moved to place delicate kisses up her jawline, stopping just under her ear before lightly sucking and nibbling on her earlobe. Then, his lips continued their path down her neck, and Jane let out a small moan when Sirius began sucking on a spot just above her collarbone, leaving a small purple mark there before he pulled away.

Sirius removed his hand from her back and moved himself slightly further down the bed. Jane’s eyes fluttered shut when his mouth moved over her right nipple, sucking on and flicking it with his warm tongue as his hand came up to knead her other breast. This didn’t last long because suddenly, Sirius detached his mouth from Jane. When she opened her eyes again, he was looking down at her curiously. His hand still rested over the top of her left breast, unmoving, feeling her heartbeat under his palm.

“You’re heart’s already racing,” he said. “I’ve barely even touched you.”

Jane let out an unsteady breath.

“I’m a bit nervous,” she admitted, causing Sirius’ brow to furrow.

“What are you nervous about?”

Jane fought the urge to chew on the inside of her lip as she looked up at him, thinking of what to say. Sirius waited patiently for her to respond.

“I’m just worried that– Well, I don’t have a lot of experience with this. I just– I don’t want to be a disappointment,” she finally managed to say aloud.

Sirius only shook his head, moving his hand back up to cup her face gently. Then, he leaned down to kiss her for a moment. It was soft and reassuring.

“You could never be a disappointment, Janie,” he whispered to her once he broke the kiss.

Sirius kissed his way around Jane’s face with sweet pecks against her cheeks, nose, and forehead before he kissed her lips once more. Then, he pulled back slightly, his eyes boring into hers.

“You have to promise that you’ll tell me if I do anything that makes you uncomfortable,” he said. “It doesn’t matter what I’m doing, just say the word, and I’ll stop if you want.”

Jane just nodded slowly, and Sirius shook his head again.

“No, you have to promise, Janie.”

“I promise,” she finally said.

Sirius leaned in to kiss her again before saying,

“Good. Now, don’t be nervous anymore, love. You’re in good hands,” he said, a small smirk forming on his lips as a tinge of his usual arrogance invaded his voice.

Jane had to stop herself from rolling her eyes, but she thumped him on his chest playfully.

“Don’t ruin the moment,” she said.

“I wouldn’t dream of it,” he said, flashing her his teeth in a smirk.

Jane had already thought up a sarcastic reply to Sirius, but she forgot it as he suddenly trailed his hand down the side of her body as he placed hot, wet kisses on her neck.

“All you have to do,” he assured her between kisses, “is let me take care of you. Do you think that you can do that for me?”

Jane, whose eyes were now closed again as she felt him lightly tug on the skin of her neck with his teeth, could only nod. Sirius’ hand that had been making its way down her body finally came to a stop at her shorts for the second time that night. However, this time, it slid under the fabric of not only her shorts but her undergarment as well. And she gasped quietly at his touch as he slowly slid his fingers over her carefully.

Sirius watched Jane’s face lovingly as he traced and glided over her most sensitive parts, trying to memorise the way her face contorted in pleasure. He wanted to remember the way she looked with her closed eyes and knitted brow and slightly parted lips, which were still a bit swollen from the kisses they had shared. He never wanted to forget the sensation of feeling her hands gliding along his back, her nails gently grazing his skin. And when she shifted beneath him, pushing her hips harder against his hand, a faint smile crept onto his face. Then, he increased his pressure slightly, giving her the friction that she craved before dipping into her and curling his fingers slowly.

Jane bit down on her bottom lip to suppress a moan, and Sirius immediately pressed his lips to hers, causing her to free her lip from the hold her teeth had on it.

“Please, don’t do that,” he murmured against her lips. “I want to hear you.”

Jane could feel the blush that was creeping onto her cheeks at his words but nodded in response anyway.

Sirius pushed away from her, removing his hand from her centre. He grabbed onto Jane’s remaining clothes and tugged on them. Jane lifted her lower half slightly so that he could pull the offending garments down her legs slowly. Once free of all clothing, Jane’s nervousness came back, and she wanted to clamp her thighs together because she was feeling very exposed, but she didn’t because Sirius’ hands were back on her, running over her inner legs. He moved himself further down the bed, hooking his arms under her thighs.

Jane watched as Sirius dipped his head down. He started at her inner knee placing soft kisses to her skin as he worked his way up her thigh. Occasionally, he would stop his ascent to bite or suck a purple spot onto her skin. As his face drew nearer to her core, he gently placed her thighs atop his shoulders.

Jane stared up at the ceiling, her cheeks burning scarlet by this point, she could feel the heat radiating from them. She could feel Sirius’ breath against her now, and her lips quivered in anticipation. Then, a groan ripped it’s way out of Jane’s throat as Sirius licked a slow, hard strip up her folds, his tongue pressed flat against her. He repeated this a few times before finally circling her bundle of nerves with the tip of his tongue and sucking it carefully into his mouth.

Jane let out a sudden cry of pleasure, and she grabbed onto the blanket beneath her as though it were the only thing keeping her from floating off into oblivion at that very moment. Sirius flicked his eyes up at her, watching her body writhe, and he smiled against her, sucking harder now. Jane tried to stay still but her hips seemed moved of their own accord against him before he reached around her thigh and placed a hand firmly on her lower abdomen, keeping her in place as his mouth worked its magic.

His lips released her, and he moved lower, sucking lightly on her folds as he went. His tongue lightly circled her entrance before he drug his tongue back up over her, weaving it through her folds in a fluid motion. When he came back to her small bundle of nerves, he flicked his tongue over it once. Twice. Three times before sucking on it again, even harder this time, and Jane’s thighs clamped around his head. This didn’t seem to bother him; in fact, he seemed to try and pull her even closer to him, his hands now going to grip her sides roughly.

As soon as his hand left her lower abdomen, Jane’s hips moved against his face. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she was wondering how Sirius wasn’t suffocating with the tight grip she had on him. However, that thought was far overshadowed by the mounting pressure in the lower half of her body. As Sirius continued to suck on her, he traced his tongue over her nerves in a fast, repetitive, upward motion.

Jane’s back arched off the bed, loud moans emitting from her mouth. The sound was muffled to Sirius by Jane’s thighs, but he could still tell that she was close to being pushed over the edge. His hands let go of her sides and moved along the bed to find Jane’s hands, which were still gripping the blankets. He coaxed her into letting them go, and he interlocked his fingers with hers, and her fingernails dug into the back of his hands. Sirius pressed his tongue hard against her as her hips moved faster now. Suddenly, Jane’s moans seemed to get caught in her throat, and her body stiffened. Her legs shook, and Sirius could feel her toes curling from where her feet rested against his back. He couldn’t help himself as he moaned against her, carrying her through the shockwaves of her pleasure.

Finally, Jane stilled, and her thighs released Sirius as all the muscles in her body seemed to be drained. Her eyes were still closed, and every now and then, something like an aftershock of pleasure rippled through her body. Her head was spinning, and she wanted to say something, anything, because that had been amazing, but her mouth didn’t seem to want to form words, so she just sighed as she tried to catch her breath. When Sirius detached himself from her core, she look at him through half-open eyes, and a chill ran up her spine. His face was flushed; his mouth and chin were glistening with her residue. His pupils were blown-out, and he had a dark look in his eyes as he looked at her.

Jane watched as Sirius ran his tongue over his red lips, still savouring the taste of her. He freed his hands from hers and slowly crawled up the bed towards her. His eyes searched her face before his lips crashed into hers. He sucked forcefully on her tongue, and she could taste herself on him. Jane ran her hands over his arms and down his torso, his muscles tensing under her touch, setting his skin on fire.

Sirius moved to her neck and bit down lightly, sucking and nipping until he pulled back. He smiled faintly at the splotchy purple mark now gracing her skin, and he leaned in to make another one. Jane groaned, now running her fingers through his dark hair. She was becoming greedy; she wanted more of him.

Jane lifted her right leg and hooked it around him, pulling him into her. She moved her naked hips against his stilled clothed ones, and Sirius groaned lightly at the friction, stopping his assault on her neck. He looked back down at her and let out a small laugh, running a hand gently over her leg.

“Careful, love,” he told her. “I want to take my time with you, and you are making it rather difficult.”

The last word caught in his throat as Jane pulled him tighter to her. She smiled up at him, and he chuckled slightly.

“Patience is a virtue, Janie,” he said, moving to kiss her neck again.

“We’ve been together for eight months. I think you’ve waited long enough,” Jane teased, and Sirius brought his lips to her ear

“That’s nothing, love. I would’ve waited a lifetime for you.”

At his words, a sort of warmth seemed to spread very rapidly through Jane’s body; though despite this, her skin broke out into goose-pimples. She just couldn’t take it anymore. She dug her fingers into his back and pulled herself closer to him, leg still tightly wrapped around his waist. She let out a small whine that made Sirius chuckle again.

“Please, Sirius,” she begged in a whisper.

Once those two words left Jane’s lips, something in Sirius seemed to snap, and for a second he froze, savouring the words, savouring her as she clung to him desperately. And suddenly, he wasn’t in her arms anymore. Jane’s eyes shot open, but before she could say anything, or even fully process the fact that he wasn’t there, he was back on top of her, ravishing her mouth hungrily. She moaned when he rubbed his hips against hers, feeling that he discarded all his clothing. She ran a hand through his hair as he pressed himself against her.

Sirius pulled out of the kissed and looked down at her seriously, trying to even out his breathing.

“Do you need to take anything?” he asked, and Jane shook her head.

“I’ve already taken it,” she said, trying to catch her breath as well.

“Remember your promise?”

Jane nodded again.

“I mean it, Janie. I’ll stop whenever you need me to. I don't—”

“Sirius,” Jane interrupted, her heart feeling as though it was going to burst open with anticipation, “I want you to stop talking and get on with it.”

Sirius let out a bark of laughter, his eyes crinkling around the edges and shining playfully as he looked down at her. He shook his head before leaning down to kiss her again, softer this time.

“I love you so much, Janie,” he whispered.

Jane watched him as he pulled away from her slightly. One of his hands made its way to her thigh, nudging it slightly, and Jane took the hint and opened her legs wider for him. She closed her eyes at the feeling of him pressing against her. Sirius softly pressed a kiss to her forehead before pushing into her for the first time.

The slight stinging sensation of stretching around him was gone almost as quickly as it came, but still, Sirius stopped, having noticed the tiniest and briefest contortion of Jane’s face.

“Are you alright?”

Jane sighed as she opened her eyes to see the worried expression on his face.

“I’m fine, Sirius. Please, don’t stop.”

Sirius gave her a semi-skeptical look, and Jane let out a small laugh.

“Who’s the nervous one now?”

Sirius let out something between a scoff and a laugh, his warm breath fanning over Jane’s face. She encircled her one of her arms around the back of his neck and pulled him down into a kiss. She could feel her body aching for him to move, and she wondered if he felt it as well. If he did, he was handling it with much better self-control than her.

“You don’t have to worry,” Jane said after breaking the kiss. “I’m not going to break.”

Sirius smiled faintly before finally pushing farther into her. Jane gasped in surprise and then exhaled in a sigh as some of the tension inside of her was relieved. Jane’s hand, that was still holding the back of Sirius’ neck, tangled itself into his hair as he rocked against her slowly.

Jane could feel that pressure starting to build inside of her once more as her hips moved with his. She let out a moan as he leaned down to bite and suck on her neck softly. She wrapped both of her legs around his waist, trying, if it was possible, to pull him closer to her. She arched her back, pressing her chest flush against his, enjoying the warmth his body offered to hers.

His name was carried off of her lips in a breathy sigh, and Sirius faltered for the briefest moment before groaning into her neck. Suddenly, the warmth disappeared from her upper body as Sirius had raised himself off of her somewhat. The cooler air around them travelled over her chest but the way he looked in the dim light of the beside lamp was what had caused her to shiver. As he pushed his dark hair from his eyes, Jane could see the small sheen of sweat on his forehead. She raked her eyes and her hands over his torso, tracing lightly over the muscles there with her fingernails.

Sirius closed his eyes, enjoying this, enjoying her. How many times had he dreamed of this? Imagined this in his head? Now, it was really happening. It was really her beneath him, touching him, saying his name. And it was better by far than anything his mind had come up with before. So different it was from anything he’d experienced, and he had been with plenty of other girls before. This was different. She was different. Being with her felt like the first sip of cold water on a hot day after the most gruelling practice. Like finally getting something right after months of getting it wrong. Like coming home after having been away for a while. Yeah, that was it. She felt like coming home.

Sirius pulled out of her and pushed back in, quicker this time, causing a shock to ripple through Jane’s body all the way to the tips of her toes and fingers. She let out a moan as he did it again and again, hitting deep inside of her each time. He watched her intently as her face contorted in different ways as her arousal overtook her senses. He slowed his pace again, rolling his hips into hers gently.

Jane’s hands had fallen away from him, and once more they clutched at the blankets underneath them. Sirius braced himself on one arm as he traced his other hand over her right arm down to her hand. She released the blankets and allowed him to interlock his fingers in hers. He pinned her arm slightly above her head, and her eyes fluttered open to look at him before he kissed her, easily slipping his tongue into her mouth.

This slower pace, pleasurable though it was, was almost too agonising for Jane at the moment. She wanted—no she needed more. She tightened her legs around his waist. Sirius groaned against her lips before pulling away from her. With one hand still pinning hers to the pillow, he grabbed the headboard of the bed with his other before picking up his pace again.

Lewd sounds filled the room every time his skin met with hers. These accompanied with the sounds of Sirius’ breath coming out in pants, Jane’s soft mewls of pleasure, and the bed groaning beneath them played out like a beautiful symphony around them.

Sirius cursed under his breath when he felt Jane tightening around him. He let go of her hand and dropped his other from the headboard, bracing himself on his arms, which Jane immediately grasped onto as she gasped for breath. Sirius leaned down to rest his forehead against hers. She could feel his sweat mingling with hers, and the tips of his hair tickled her face as it brushed against her.

Sirius released one of his arms from Jane’s hold and it travelled down between their bodies. His fingers rubbed against her in circular motions to stimulate her further. Her breath caught in her throat; it was almost too much. She squeezed her eyes shut.

“Open your eyes,” Sirius said almost instantly, nudging his face against hers again.

Jane didn’t hear him; she was too busy trying to keep her sanity.

“Janie, look at me.”

It seemed to take all of her strength, but Jane forced her eyes to open. She saw Sirius’ eyes staring right back into hers, as though he could see straight into her soul. It was one of the most intimate moments she had had with him, and a wave of emotions overtook her, and along with the overload of physical sensations, she couldn’t stop the tears that threatened to well up in her eyes. So she kissed him, in hopes he wouldn’t notice because the last thing she wanted was for him to stop anything that he was doing.

And in the next moment, Jane’s body trembled and tensed beneath him as she was brought to her high for the second time that night. Sirius pulled away from the kiss to study her once more. Her back arched off the bed and a sort of strangled cry fell from her lips as she dug her nails into what ever she could find.

Once she relaxed into the bed, panting hard, Sirius brought a hand up to caress her cheek. He wiped away a single tear with his thumb as it escaped the corner of her eye.

“Are you okay?”

Jane heard the question, but her mouth couldn’t seem to form coherent words at the moment. So she settled for nodding her head as she caught her breath, trying to convey to him with her eyes that she was far better than okay.

She seemed to get her message across just fine because Sirius grinned, and her heart felt as though it were going to burst wide open at the sight.

“Good because I’m not finished with you yet,” he said, causing Jane to laughed before he kissed her again.

So yeah, let me know how it was I guess. I’m not too sure about it. Also sorry for disappearing again. You guys are the greatest and deserve a more reliable author. I’ll try to do better.

anonymous asked:

As a teenage Intp I am always in the loop of wanting to make life mistakes, so I can improve and "no I'm to smart to make those types of mistakes" to myself. Do you have any advise for going through this, or did you go through this too as a teenager?

Sort of? 

I mean, I wasn’t what you’d call a wild teenager, sneaking away to drunken parties and stuff like that that grown-ups think of when they think of teenagers making life mistakes. I honestly was one of those annoying kids who did nothing but sit around and read all the time in blissful oblivion of everyone and everything else. I can’t say I ever wanted to make those mistakes

However, I do think I had some misplaced pride in the fact that I was “too smart” to e like other teenagers. Which is really idiotic, because I made plenty of my own mistakes. I realize now just how much time I spent scheming to fool others so that I could get out of doing things with people. Like, not necessarily in nice ways. Which, while that is not a very traditional life mistake and therefore probably not thought “as bad” as getting drunk or doing drugs or wrecking your parents car or whatever “normal” teenagers do (I feel a sad lack of knowledge about this, come to think of it), it is still a pretty horrible thing to have done. I mean, I literally pretended to be sick multiple times just so that I wouldn’t have to do things with people. So, yeah. I was dishonest.

And maybe you don’t think that’s a very dreadful thing, but now I have to struggle against that dishonesty in myself. And now who is going to trust me if I get sick? They’ll just think, “Oh, she’s trying to get out of something she doesn’t want to do.”

And I know that I did it, and I have the guilt for however many years I lived in fear of people and didn’t do a solitary thing about it except act on my fears instead of against them. 

So, all that rambling just to say that, no, I didn’t make the traditional life mistakes, but I think every teenager makes really stupid decisions that are hard to get over later. Just, don’t be so proud that you can’t admit you’ve made mistakes and move on from them. And don’t be so proud that you think whatever mistakes you’re making are somehow less harmful or better than the mistakes that other people are making.

I hope this helps, and thanks for stopping by.

[TRANSLATION] PSYCHO-PASS the Movie: Balcony Scene

This was NOT included in the movie!!

I’ve heard this has been translated already but several cute anons and some users insisted that I did it anyway and I couldn’t just ignore them or refuse. So there you have it. ^_^“

Too bad they didn’t put this in the movie. It would totally blow the fandom away. I may not be a shinkane shipper, but I genuinely enjoyed this complete version of the scene. It has a nice the-old-PP vibe to it. Especially this exchange was very nice:

“You’ve really grown up,” Kougami muttered heartily.

“Is that so?”

Tsunemori already feels embarrassed as she says this.

And the part about how, even though they finally met as fellow humans, there’s a case getting in their way. Lol. What were they thinking, leaving it out? Anyway, I hope you’ll enjoy this. <3

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Evening in the rebel army base. The light’s turned off in Kougami’s room. Tsunemori was using the bed, and Kougami was trying to fall asleep, lying on blankets on the floor. At any rate, it was after he had struggled through the battlefield. Once he calmed down and tried to think, he felt fatigued. The next morning Kougami planned on having a talk with Sem about their further actions.

“…”

Kougami Shinya and Tsunemori Akane. A strange, barely tangible tension drifting between the two couldn’t be brushed away. Even despite the fact that she was tired, only Tsunemori’s mind was clear of nervousness. No, was it clear just because she was too exhausted? Anyway, Tsunemori couldn’t fall asleep and left Kougami’s room.

She was looking out the window of a roofed passage.

“Ah…”

The number of power generators seemed insufficient. The Guerillas kindled real fire instead of using lighting equipment. It was those traditional watch fires.

The night sky was beyond belief beautiful. The silhouettes of the stars were sharp as jewels. The lighting at the Guerilla camp was at any rate poor. Speaking of lighting intensity, these watch fires would be less than a tenth part of street lights used in the Tokyo metropolitan area. When the ground is dark, the sky is clearly visible.

“The sky is awesome.”

Kougami was also awake.

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anonymous asked:

Salam sis. I am meeting a brother for the first time in regards to marriage and I really have no clue what I want in a husband! I know this sounds so silly but it's my first time meeting someone. Please could you tell me a couple ideas of what I should be seeking for and what you personally seek for just so I can get an idea. It will help me so much. JZK

وعليكم السلام ﻭﺍﻟﺮﺣﻤﺔ ﺍالله

Hmm I would advise you to make a list of things YOU seek as it’s different with everyone. Read authentic Hadith and Qur'aan tafsīr regarding what to seek in a spouse, it should help you iA.

Heres an idea of what I personally seek-

Someone with good manners. This falls under religion but honestly, a man with good manners but isn’t ‘as practising’ would suffice (as long as he is striving to seek knowledge and maintains the compulsory acts of worship)

Someone who wants to live a simple lifestyle. And when I say simple, I mean enough money to get us by. I wouldn’t want either myself or him or be blindsided by money or lose value of ourselves and our family’s whilst earning a living e.g- neglecting our children whilst we’re both working.

Someone who remains calm and composed in situations. Short temper doesn’t appeal to me although I understand it may be the case in some situations. But I think a woman plays a part in this also to calm her husband down because men are naturally more hot-headed than women from what I’ve seen and it’s in a woman’s nature to be more patient.

Someone who is affectionate and loving and has gheerah over the women of his family. I could not be with someone who hasn’t got protective jealousy over me, i wouldn’t even class that as a man if I’m being fully honest as I know I would have mad gheerah over him lol.

These are the basics but they’re the backbone of what I seek. Be sure to tell the brother what you want, highlight it to him E.g. If you wish to work after marriage, If you have any concerns. Don’t be afraid, just state what you must as this is your life. May Allah grant us what is good for us. اللهم امين

@lj-writes tagged me in this! Several days ago! So hopefully this is better late than never!

Six things I’m currently on love with:

One Song: oh jeebus. Okay, quite honestly a song I have been in love with for most of my adult life is “Satan Gave Me a Taco” by Beck. I have recently been questioning the appropriateness of this song, however. (Not for that reason, that’s what I love about it. It’s just… the taco imagery – and I get why he uses it, I do – it feels… pretty appropriative. Which. I think I didn’t see for the longest time because. So in love. Anyway.)

If I can’t have that one… let’s see… something by the Beastie Boys, probably. Alive! Let’s go with “Alive”.

Two Movies: Star Wars: The Force Awakens and… I have never actually been in love with a movie before TFA.

So… A New Hope – the original, I’ve not seen the mucked up updated version from the 90s – I was most certainly deeply immersed in Star Wars as a child. That counts, right?

(It was whole trilogy, honestly: I saw them all for the first time, in the theater, one after the other, within a year – first two were re-released ahead of RoTJ – and I’m not sure I differentiated too much as a young child. Though I certainly watched ANH the most – and by watched I mean practically memorized – because we had it on video tape. Very exiting.)

Three TV series: Wow, I think I fail at meme. I don’t watch TV, and haven’t in yeeeeeaaars. But when I did, I very much enjoyed Star Trek: The Next Generation, Xena: Warrior Princess, and… um. There are others I’ve liked, and even respected, but in love with? Buffy: The Vampire Slayer? I guess? (Though I’ve not seen most of season 7 (have seen the series finale).)

(And yes, I know my faves are problematic. I do know this.)

Four People: Yes! I can do this one! I love people! This is famous people? Like, celebrities? Okay: Carrie Fisher (Yes, I know. I don’t care.), Viola Davis, Octavia Spencer, Lupita Nyong’o!

Five Foods: I… can’t eat much that I’ve enjoyed in the past, right now, because of health issues. :( It’s making me rather indifferent to food in some ways. It’s… frustrating.

Anyhow! In the past I have enjoyed: eggs florentine, saag paneer, kale prepared Southern greens-style (lots of fat + salt + onion, cooked very well – yum), pupusas (any kind really, definitely with curtido – yummy cabbage topping – soooo good), and chicken fried steak with biscuits and gravy (fuck yes).

Six people to tag: Yay! I looooove people! This one I can do! @lbmisscharlie, @corazonyflores, @feminist-typhoon, @darlingiknow, @forthenewromantics-666, @what-faces.

If and only if this is something you would like to do/feel able to do! <3

anonymous asked:

I saw a post talk about losing weight and honestly I as a feedee 100% struggle between gaining and losing. In my family it's common for heart disease and diabetes - and being fatter increases those risks. I'm a closeted feedee and so I don't feel like I have anybody to talk to about this, so I hope u don't mind. I feel so torn because i can see 2 types of happiness and myself. I want to fight the deep desires of feedism but the more I try the more I want to gain which upsets me more. Any advice?

I’m glad you feel comfortable enough to send me a message! Honestly, people like you are why I make the posts regarding weight loss. I think it’s important and there needs to be a space in the feedism community for it. 

I’d like to start by saying I’m not a doctor so I can’t advise you or anyone to gain weight a certain way and guarantee perfect health in the process. Any research or articles I’ve read seem to all have conflicting results so I don’t think I could advise you based on what I’ve read even if I wanted to. 

Physical health concerns are up to you to manage. Only you and your doctor will be privy to that information. I guess one piece advice I have for those that are concerned about the risks that come with gaining weight is: be self-aware and educate yourself. Know your numbers. Find out your blood pressure, insulin levels, cholesterol, etc. Be aware of your family history, educate yourself on nutrition. Talk to a doctor or nutritionist if you have questions. 

My second piece of advice is: don’t let a feeder bully you into gaining. Make your concerns known from the beginning. If they bail because you wanna go slow or stop at a certain weight, then they weren’t worth your time anyway. If you start to feel uncomfortable, tell them! Keep communication open. 

Third: be conscious of your mental health as well as your physical. Weight gain may put a dent in your confidence levels (yes, even if you enjoy it as a kink, the “real” world is an entirely different environment). Personally I find too much junk food and lack of exercise makes me moody but that’s purely anecdotal (though there must be science to back this up? I don’t know). Some people find being fat limits their ability to travel or engage in certain hobbies. Missing those things could make you feel depressed or angry. I could go on and on. (These are just examples! I’m not saying everyone will experience all of these as consequences of gaining weight)

Finding a balance can be tough. My weight has fluctuated a lot over the years, both intentionally and sometimes not. I received a lot of shit for it and it used to piss me off but it doesn’t anymore. I’m happy now and that’s all that matters to me. 

It’s up to you to determine what will make you happy and what’s most important to you. I’ve seen a lot of users on tumblr with the mindset of “we’re all going to die eventually, might as well enjoy it”. That’s probably where I stand as well. HOW you choose to enjoy it is up to you. 

anonymous asked:

How do I jump into this train? Watch the 2012 movie? The book? The Broadway show? Also how do I read the book and not die bc it has infinite pages. I want to understand and get into this Fandom but it seems scary.

I would suggest watching the movie first (at least that’s how I got into the fandom). It’s the easiest way to learn about the story and the more important characters. After that you can just decide what you feel like. The musical is quite similar to the movie but there are some differences and additions so you might want to see it. (And of course it’s also fun to see other people portray the characters and just see how it’s performed on a stage.)

The book is something else. I read the whole unshortened thing but I have to admit that it’s quite hard to get through and you honestly don’t have to read it if you don’t feel like it. I guess most people like to read it because there’s a lot more information on les amis de l’abc (there isn’t a lot about them in the movie and the musical but they are probably the most important characters in the fandom). The book also has a lot of historic stuff and Victor Hugo’s views on society in it so if you’re interested in that it might be nice to read it. 

But like I said before it’s perfectly fine not to read the book if you’re not into that stuff. I’m sure that everyone who read the book (including myself) is more than happy to give you more information on les amis and also other stuff you want to know if you ask them.

This fandom honestly isn’t as scary as it might seem. Just start by watching the movie and then do whatever you feel like, I’m sure you’ll find your way to get into this whole thing. Most importantly don’t be afraid to ask for help or advise, most people in this fandom are really nice and will be happy to help you!

I hope this helped you a little bit, just message me again if you still have questions. Have a lovely day!

anonymous asked:

Hii I love your posts and you seem like a really good person so I need an advice... today my town have like some kind of party that everyone is going, is just some random band that I don't even know and all that people drinking alcohol. If I go I have to stay at my friend's house and I don't know if I want to. Should I go to the party?

Honestly, one advise that I have recently read from my older friends is to give myself a break and accept party invitations at times! it depends if going to this party will be against your morals tho! do u really drink alcohol? do u trust ur friends? also, if i were u, i will also most likely ask permission from my parents before going! enjoy your night eitherway! good luck and thank u bee :“)

Heaux Fa Sho'...Ho Tactics and other Ho Reads

Pleased to see so many sb’s getting into the swing of things with reading one of my favorite heaux books, Ho Tactics. I have been telling girls to read this book since last summer, but I see some of you ladies just needed to experience the book on your own time. If you haven’t read the book I highly advise you read it. You don’t have to be a Sb to utilize the lessons within the book, honestly I feel all women should have this in their book collection. It is an authentic perspective on how men way too often view women and how to stay steps ahead of the games and manipulation that play.

I think I am most pleased because the book is actually written by a man and he doesn’t sugar coat anything (see what I did there lol). He also has another book called “Solving Single: How to Get the Ring and Not the Runaround”. That is also a great and informative read. If you still need more advice from this brilliant author go over to his blog blackgirlsareeasy.com. He has plenty of posts from dating, breakups, Ho tactics, relationships whatever. If you look close he also has added extra chapters that compliment his books. One is called “Dick Tactics” and runs about $5.99. I highly recommend you purchase and read this as well. If you are new to the sugar bowl, seasoned vet, or just getting back into the swing of the dating world you should read what he has to say. Over are the days of Steve Harvey sprinkling fairy dust in your eyes, get on board with G.L. Lambert a Ho Mentor lol.

anonymous asked:

hi! do u know some classic drarry fics? i'm pretty new in drarry fandom and want to read something rly good. Thanks!

Yes I do !!!!! Welcome to the drarry squad <3 I have a lil starter pack in my fic rec that I’m going to copy paste here because I feel Very strongly about this starter pack of great fics. I don’t think its what a lot of people consider the #classics but they’re my gold standard for what I think ideal drarry fic is based on like writing quality, relationship development, characterization and charm.

At Your Service - faithwood - 95k - this fic does it right !!! Summary doesn’t begin to cover how truly excellent this fic it. It’s a great crash course for everything drarry fic should be.
Summary: Hogwarts students are in danger; Harry is determined to save them all. There’s only one thing he knows for certain: Draco Malfoy is somehow involved.

The Stately Homes of Wiltshire - waspabi - 57k - The tags on this are ‘pining’ ‘mystery’ and ‘humor’ and honestly if that’s not enough to get you to read this Shining Gold Star of a fic we r not on the same level as people.
Summary: Malfoy Manor has mould, dry rot, and an infestation of usually historical poltergeists. Harry Potter is on the case.

The Way Down - 70k - lettered - this fic is one of my absolute favorites. It just AFFECTED ME MAN.
Summary: Malfoy’s all, “Come out of there,” the way you say to a cat who is badly behaved. And Harry’s all like, “No, what, I’m a hermit! And I have a chest-monster! And I am crazy magically powerful!” and Malfoy’s all, “We all have problems, bub.” (thoughtfully) “You are crazy though. I’ll give you that.”

Running on Air - 74k - eleventy7 - This fic is like receiving such a gentle and beautiful gift its like being tucked into bed or handed a cup of hot cocoa at the exact perfect temperature it is The drarry fic honestly. (its a lil less emo than the summary imo but just as beautiful as it sounds)
Summary: Draco Malfoy has been missing for three years. Harry is assigned the cold case and finds himself slowly falling in love with the memories he collects.

I’d say these are great places to start ! I have a more lengthy fic rec if u make it through those and u want to read more. There’s also a ton of stuff out there and I’d definitely advise you to explore rec blogs like @capiturecs @dragontamerdrarry and @mxlfoydraco for more niche stuff beyond the classic fics. I think starting out its really easy to stick to the big authors (lumosed_quill, faithwood, sara’s girl, lettered) and they are great !! But I definitely think that there are so many non-classic fics that should be getting just as much love.