but now it's off to bed

Congratulation Sir for 14 millions subscriber!
it was just a month ago you got 13 million. Woah..dang.
But, seriously tho. Thank you. thank you for everything.
I’m so happy to be your subscriber, i’m so happy to be in this wonderful community. i’m..just so happy ‘v’)

again, thank you!
(thank you for being yourself, Jack)

And I don’t want a never ending life
I just wanna be alive while I’m here

fun mentally ill things

never washing off your makeup

there is garbage all throughout your room

never washing your clothes or your dishes

what the fuck is a shower

when you just looked at the clock it was 12 but now its 4 am and you dont know how that happened

up all night, asleep all day

u either dont eat at all or you eat until u need to puke

those days that you just cannot get out of bed

‘have you tried yoga?’

If you should be the last autumn leaf hanging from the tree

I’ll still be here, waiting on the breeze, to bring you down to me.

And if it takes forever, forever it’ll be.

And if it takes forever, forever it’ll be.


Now let’s go to sleep, I have a feeling I’ll be late for school tomorrow…

(spoiler alert, she couldn’t even sleep, she squealed in her bed until her alarm went off… and so did he) 

it took me…. so long…… to finish this….. it wasn’t supposed to get this long, holy shit……….

ANYWAY, ANON WHO REQUESTED A REVEAL, I hope you like this… I know this isn’t exactly what you asked for but it’s what i could do. also please pretend you can’t notice i had no idea what i was doing 

EDIT: the text is a bit hard to read, so I wrote it down under the cut: 

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Just saw Beauty & the Beast, & I can confirm:

Lefou is super fucking gay.

If you watch the film, watch his face when he looks at gaston: you’ll see it before the end. 

I’m not gonna spoil anything, but when asked “Why can’t you get any girls, Lefou?”, he has the face of “Jesus fucking christ I'm gay asshole”.

Sort how the Finn and Dameron interaction went, it’s subtle, so make sure you look for it.

Anyways, the film was great, animations were fucking fantastic, though I didn't really like Emma’s singing, it was very enjoyable (and gay).

Do not imagine... Mornings with Shawn

Do not imagine how he mumbles “no. no. no.” when the alarm goes off.

Do not imagine how he decides to go dead weight on you to keep you in bed.

Do not imagine how his first steps would be unsure, as if his body needs to reorganize it‘s muscles and bones.

Do not imagine how he‘d probably miss the first step on the stairs and do not imagine how he‘d walk down the rest of them super carefully. („Dying is not very nice at 10 am, so I‘m being careful.“ You try to figure out for 20 minutes why he only realizes now that „Dying doesn‘t sound pleasant“)

Do not imagine how he‘d tap his foot impatiently while waiting for his coffee to be drinkable.

Do not imagine how he‘d give you a kiss and then frown because „Mm. Bad breath is not cute, is it?“

Do not imagine how he‘d grin when you shake your head no, because he still got a kiss.

Do not imagine how he‘d have his hand on the small of your back while you are getting the tea bag out of your mug.

Do not imagine how he‘d put his mug down and holds you by your hips when he helps you unto the counter. (And his hands would linger for a tiny moment and give a little squeeze.)

Do not imagine how when you try to escape his tickling hands, your tea would almost swoosh out of your mug and both would stare at it in shock. („I should stop doing that. The morning would be ruined if I emptied boiling tea on you.“ No kidding Shawn. No kidding.)

Do not imagine how he‘d get his own mug and then stand between your legs, his eyes alight with laughter when you drink your tea. (That makes you laugh and almost snort out tea. And then he laughs. And chokes. It‘s a neverending cycle, really.)

Do not imagine how he‘d take a stand of hair and try to dunk it into his coffee. (You shriek in outrage. He apologizes immediately. „I really don‘t know what that was, sorry.“)

Do not imagine how he‘d he lay his forearm on your shoulder and ask you what you‘d want to do that day.

So, I really had to much time on my hands these last two days. -E

Husband thought I was alone

Im not sure if any remember one of my earlier stores on how i got started with Teddy.  It was husband and I fantasizing about 3 some with teddy.   We would play a lot like that, not as mush anymore since i been getting he real deal.  Well Tuesday night  we had one of those play times with husband me and a dildo.  First let me say after getting teddy in my mouth or my pussy its very disappointing when hubby fucks me now or when i give him a blowjob he cums but nothing let teddy.  After Husband went to bed i texted teddy and told him about it and that I was still horny.  He told me to go downstairs and he was going to call me.  We got me off so good even better then with husbands cock and that was with his voice and my fingers.  Well the next afternoon Teddy stops by and tells me we are going to have some fun.  He tells me to call hubby and tell him that i was so horny from last night and was still think about it.  I told hubby i was on the sofa and I had my favorite dildo ready. As I’m talking to hubby i tell him imagine if Teddy stopped by when I was alone.  i proceed to tell husband.  it would be so great if he came over and I told him to take off my clothes as i told hubby that Teddy started to undress me.  Once i was naked i said to husband i imagine you licking my pussy while teddy comes behind me and starts kissing me and playing with me tits.  Teddy immediately starts kissing me and grabbing my tits.  Teddy then drops his pants and Im telling hubby that teddy cock is so hard  as he watching you eat me.  I say to husband what would you want  me to do with teddy cock, and he say i guess you should suck it, I drop to me knees and take teddy hard cock in my mouth  tell hubby can you hear me sucking the dildo as i suck on teddy cock.  after  few minutes i put he phone on speaker and tell hubby i want to suck his cock while teddy fucks me, he tells me how wild i as and i tell him the dildo is making me so horny. Teddy stands me up and bend me over the are of the sofa.  he started rubbing is cock on my pussy and i tell hubby that Im going to use the dildo to fuck me.  As i say that teddy shove his cocks into my wet pussy. he keep s fucking me hard as Im taking to hubby.  I tell hubby i want you to cum all over my tits but where should teddy cum?  and he says he fucking you so in your pussy.  I tell hubby to say it to teddy and “Tiny” say Teddy cum in my wife as i cum on her tits.  as he say that teddy starts fucking me harder.  Im close to cuming so I ask hubby to tell teddy to cum at the same time.  As he is saying that started to cum on teddy cock as he was ready to shoot, I’m cuming and  i  scream out yes teddy fuck my pussy i want to feel your cum and scream teddy name again as he cums inside my pussy.  after a minute hubby is still on the phone and tells me i am the best and he loves to hear me cum on the phone while he is at work.  I tell him good by and hangup the phone and go back to sucking and clean teddy cock.  When i walk teddy to the door  he calls me his horny little bitch and said that was great.  He kissed me good bye and i could still feel all his cum running down my legs.  Then i realized what time it was and ran into the shower before my kids got home from school.

Stayed up half the night talking about Jehanparnasse w/ @boldly-going-back-to-bed and this is what we came up with:

Grease-inspired AU starring Greaser!Montparnasse and Cheerleader!Jehan. Also background Enjoltaire and Eposette. And a tiny bit of Courferre.

Jehan insists on wearing their flower crown to practice even though it just keeps falling off when they jump around too much. Montparnasse is walking by when Jehan’s crown falls off and he picks it up and hands it back to Jehan, blushing slightly, before making his escape.

Cheerleader Cosette jokingly teases Jehan about their crush on Bad Boy Mont but Jehan just retorts that Cosette isn’t exactly subtle about her crush on Eponine.

One day Montparnasse, Eponine, and Grantaire are hanging out at the local shake shop and Grantaire teases them about their pining over cheerleaders, which earns him a smack in the head because he’s head over heels for Enjolras, who founded the school’s Human Rights Club.

Grantaire attends every meeting just to moon over Apollo. He contributes every so often only because Enjolras has threatened to kick him out if he’s not going to participate.

Grantaire tells Montparnasse and Eponine that they should join the club because Jehan and Cosette are members.

He even sneaks pictures during the meetings and Snapchats them to Ep and Mont. He’s almost been caught several times but he passes it off as using Snapchat to “promote the club.”

Montparnasse has learned to only open R’s Snapchats in private because one time he opened one in front of his Patron-Minette friends and it was a picture of Jehan with the puppy filter and the noise that came out of Mont’s mouth was /not/ a noise a Bad Boy makes. He tried to play it off as a hiccup. It didn’t work and now he lives in constant fear of what he’ll no doubt be blackmailed into doing.

Eponine meanwhile has taken to waiting around in the hallway for the meetings to be over so she can attempt to talk to Cosette. Ep is intimidating enough that no one interrupts their conversations but R makes fun of Eponine later because she just kept stuttering and acting ridiculously nervous the whole time she talked to Cosette.

“You know she likes you, too. Why don’t you just go for it?”
“Remind me why you haven’t asked Enjolras out yet?”
“Because Apollo doesn’t /like/ me. That’s different, thank you very much. This isn’t about me. Ask Cosette out or I’ll do it for you!”

Eponine asks Cosette out the next day, stumbling over all her words and barely able to get the question out. Cosette gets the gist and accepts.

One day Mont opens his locker to find a folded up piece of paper has been stuffed inside. It’s a poem that he’s never heard before written in what looks suspiciously like Jehan’s handwriting.

Mont spends his next class trying to write a poem for Jehan. He struggles because he just keeps looking at Jehan’s poem and blushing but he gets it eventually. He asks Eponine to put it in Jehan’s locker because it would be too obvious if he did it himself.

Jehan keeps Mont’s poem taped to the inside of their poetry notebook. They still don’t ask each other out which leads to even more teasing from Eponine and R. Both Jehan and Montparnasse keep getting “anonymous” flowers and poetry in their lockers.

They both blush a bit when they pass each other in the hallways, knowing that the poems and flowers are from each other. One time the hallways was so crowded that their shoulders brushed together and Mont turned bright red before bolting down the hall away from Jehan.

By this point Eponine and Grantaire are about to cry because this mutual pining is just too much. They corner Jehan in a meeting and ask what they think of Mont, even though it’s obvious. Jehan admits to liking him and R and Eponine come up with a plan.

They drag Mont to the next football game that Jehan is cheering at and afterwards the cheer squad holds up signs asking Montparnasse out for Jehan.

When this happens Mont can’t help the excited noises that escape his mouth as he throws himself at Jehan. It takes him a good minute to calm down enough to say yes. If anyone in the school mentions Mont’s show of emotions he gives them a /look/ and threatens to bury them under the football field.

Jehan starts regularly wearing Mont’s leather jacket (which is too big for them) over their cheer outfit. Montparnasse is a little fuzzy over the fact that they don’t really match but Jehan looks so cute with their flower crown/leather jacket/cheer outfit combination that it’s okay.

No one in the school dares to bully Jehan anymore out of fear that Mont will literally kill them. This is an unforeseen bonus for Jehan, who is used to being picked on.

Every so often Montparnasse can be seen with a small flower on his jacket or tucked behind his ear. Somehow this makes him even more intimidating. He’s got this look that says “I dare you to make fun of me or my cute af datemate.”

Now that Eponine/Cosette and Montparnasse/Jehan have paired off, Eponine decides it’s time for R to get his Apollo.

Montparnasse, Jehan, Eponine, and Cosette all invite Grantaire to the shake shop. R protests that he doesn’t want to be a fifth wheel but they drag him along anyway.

Conveniently, Enjolras happens to be there with Combeferre and Courfeyrac, feeling very much like a third wheel. The groups end up mingling together, leaving Grantaire and Enjolras to talk while the rest of the couples flirt.

No one is quite sure how it happened but by the end of the night R and Enj were found making out up against the jukebox.

The couples all go to prom together and Montparnasse and Jehan win Prom Royals by a landslide. No one’s sure if people voted for them out of fear or love… Mont is okay with either. He’s just happy to be dancing with Jehan while wearing matching crowns.

The crown matches Mont’s outfit, of course. It doesn’t, however, match Jehan’s dress-suit mixture. Mont almost had a heart attack when he first saw the outfit but he secretly thinks it’s adorable. The crown only adds to the effect. That and the corsage that Mont bought for Jehan made of of their favorite flowers.

After graduation Jehan is worried about what will happen to their relationship but it turns out that Mont got accepted into the same college as Jehan and they go off to university together and live happily every after.

i wish i could do things right and i wish i had motivation to get up

surren (mid-acomaf)

“I brought blood.”

Amren looks up, her lips already sliding up at the sound of this voice. “Hello, Suri.”

The Suriel grins back and perches on the edge of Amren’s bed, flipping its cloaks off to the side so they don’t wrinkle. “How are things, little dragon girl?”

Amren bares her canines and the Suriel laughs, handing over the crystal glass of blood. “Keep that. I stole it off a witch in the woods.”

“She didn’t catch you, I assume.”

“I’m only caught when I want to be.”

Amren takes the goblet of blood and drains half of it. “Excellent.”

Things, fire drake. How are things?”

“Things are fine, you insatiable gossip. Feyre’s staying with Rhys permanently, now.”

The Suriel gasps, flattening its hands on the bed. “And you didn’t open with that?”

“I like to take my time.”

“Well, don’t. I need details.”

Amren sits on an antique (very antique) velvet armchair across from it. “Alright. You’d better be eternally grateful for this. I’m talking blood for centuries.”

The Suriel gestures to the glass resting between Amren’s sharp-filed nails.

“They’re mates. Feyre doesn’t know.”

The Suriel lets out a shriek that could probably be heard all the way up at the cabin.

“Oh Gods,” Amren says.

“Mates? Mates? Do you know what this means?”

“It means Rhys is too damn nice for his own good, because he won’t tell her.”

The corners of the Suriel’s lips poke up. “She’ll figure it out.”

“She will not.”

“I’ll make sure of it.”

“Suri. No.

The Suriel’s mouth spreads into a wide grin, and it’s out the window before Amren can protest.

lying in your bed at two in the afternoon with every vein straining to get closer, to absorb the love of you, to taste the night sky on the hollow of your neck - this is what we live for, you say.

you’re tapping out a rhythm on your thigh when I press my lips to yours and whisper, ‘I know this tune, I’ve danced in it’s shadows in every lifetime. I know this tune, I used to dream of your heartbeat.’

—  did you think I would forget // saphael