but this just makes me feel better about things

anonymous asked:

Witch Mother, I'm a lesbian catholic witch and I've had ppl say I can't be either of these and I was quite upset but looking at your blog always makes me feel better, so thank you Witch Gay Mum, ur the best

Hi honey! You are 1000% able and allowed to be those things. I know there are a lot of people who feel like you can’t. I was a (closeted) queer Christian for a very very long time, but my faith was still 100% valid, Jesus still loved me just the same, despite what some think (I love that people think they can tell you how literal JESUS feels about you and your relationship with Him, like sit DOWN) and ALSO I know that a lot of religious folks feel strongly about witchcraft, but I honestly feel like if you are a Catholic witch, you are clearly not worshiping “Satan” as a lot of people would believe, if you are still worshiping Yaweh in your craft, I don’t see the problem, genuinely. Also, I’m just saying, Catholics seem hella witchy to me– all those rituals man. Hahah.

At the end of the day, my biggest advice is that no one can tell you who or what you are except for you. There will be people who try to, and they will think they are right, but never give someone else the power to tell you who you are. 

(I know you didn’t ask for advice but here it is lmao)

anonymous asked:

I just wanna say I hope you don't feel pressured to post Des Vu for us. Even if we're all really excited to see what happens next, primarily you should post only if you feel like it. So when you're stressed or upset, we'll understand and hope you feel better soon.

asdfhsdj anon of my hearrttt, this is such a sweet message and thank you for caring and sending this ;~~~; there’s no reason to worry though, all enthusiasm about the story just makes me super happy. whenever i feel stressed about making posts i always remind myself that this is one of the things in my life that is only for fun, and i should never risk ruining that by forcing myself to do things when i’m not inspired. if i’m posting, it’s always because i want to.

anonymous asked:

Harvey's family makes me sad :( He deserves better. He and Mike should get married and have a lot of kids.


He really does deserve better. He deserves to be apologized to, for all the things he was put through when he was younger, and he deserves an apology from Marcus, and he deserves understanding because he did very little–if anything at all–wrong, back then. The things he did, the way he treated Lily, he had the utmost reason to.

And the rest is going under read more because it is RANTY, lmao.

Keep reading

Hey i was wondering, how did you feel when you saw Cami in the season 4 trailer? I was sooo happy i had tears in my eyes. I love Camille more than i have ever loved any other TV character it’s impossible for me to describe how much i love her. When she died i literally felt like my heart was ripped out of my chest.I was soo sad no one understood why, everybody kept saying “she was just a fictional character” and that there are always other couples and shows that i can move on to. The only thing that got me through her death are your fanfics whenever i remember Cami is gone, I go read your fanfics and then i feel better I REALLY canot thank you enough no words can describe how beautiful your writing is. PLEASE PLEASE NEVER  STOP WRITING ABOUT KLAMILLE! When i read your fanfics it makes me feel like Cami isn’t really gone!  Like i still have some piece of her, you bring all of my klamille feels back and i really miss that feeling. i’m sad and bitter because i don’t think i will ever love any other character as much as Camille O'connell and klamille. They were beautiful, epic, legendary, unique and Cami was the kind of person i wanted to be my whole life. All i ever wanted in life was to be a good person and when i saw Cami i realised i want to be just like her. That’s why i love her so much. She is so beautiful inside and out she’s kind, compassionate, strong and brave and so many other things and i will forever be grateful to Leah Pipes for bringing this beautiful character to life Cami and Leah are my inspiration and now i will see my baby again i really hope she’ll be in more  than just one episode i really really need my Cami!  ALL HAIL THE QUEEN! She still lives in my heart.

anyway, sorry this is so long, none of my friends watch TO so i don’t have anyone to fangirl about Cami with and i really needed to write this down. Hope it’s not too weird

sending lots of  love your way.

I got emotional reading this just wow. I never thought my imagination and my stories would mean so much to people the constant love I get is overwhelming. I know how you feel, writing about Cami helps keep her alive for me. That’s why even when I quit TO I didn’t stop writing my ffs.

Onto everything else. Honey I agree with you, I completely relate. Here’s the thing, for me nothing will replace Cami or klamille. It’s not going to happen. They own my heart and my soul. I connected to them in such a deep way. I have other ships I also adore but klamille will always be there.

I don’t pay attention to TO news anymore. Anything I learn is from my other friends. I had no idea the trailer dropped. I was scrolling twitter when I saw @freakishlyvintage tweet. Judy quoted the link to tvline that had bts photos and was freaking out. Even then, I didn’t believe it until I saw with my own two eyes. There Cami was looking regal. So I freak, then I find out the trailer dropped and I watched for those 2 seconds of Cami. It hits me. Cami O'Connell is back. Klamille is back and then it started. My shadebration, and it still hasn’t stopped. It’s not going to CAMI IS BACK KLAUS IS HALLUCINATING HER. I never thought it would happen.

 I cried just seeing her face again. I  experienced so many emotions at once: jubilation, bitterness, anger, smug, pettiness. Then to have those words  be “I’m here” speaking to me, answering my questions because since Cami died I felt like Klaus. Hopeless, distraught, empty like I lost my best friend and then-

 I screamed. My mood has been 100% improved. Nothing kept me down. I’m grinning ear to ear typing this.

I expected nothing from TO.

It was clear in the weeks before Cami’s death that the cast and crew were anxious. Looking back, I know why. The decision had already been made but they underestimated Cami’s fanbase. The more worried tweets and comments they received the more they tried to assuage our fears and then they saw it. They saw that Cami was loved. They saw killing her would upset people because they already received complaints. Then thirty minutes before 3x19 aired Michael Narducci runs.

After it aired we exploded. Writers stayed off twitter for days on “hiatus”. Narducci didn’t come back for weeks. Cami’s name trended, we are still pissed but we didn’t let up for weeks. They kept sending Carina out to test the waters and when she drowned repeatedly others tried. They even got Leah to come on twitter to try and calm everyone down. It wasn’t happening. This was a backlash they weren’t prepared for. It was unanticipated why? I have no idea, did those idiots really think the general audience or even Cami’s fanbase wouldn’t react to her death? A character who’s been apart of the show from the beginning? They listened to twitter trolls and biased haters instead of logic and look where we are.

Anyways, after the backlash we see things we hadn’t seen before. Joseph addressing Leah on social media. Joseph mentioning Leah and Cami at conventions and during interviews. Julie tweeting about Cami. Cami’s death being mentioned in reviews and being poorly received. I knew before the writers knew they fucked up  but now this, this hilarious attempt to act like you always loved and support Cami openly when you didn’t? I was seething.

Julie Plec being who she is, I expected maybe a shoutout or a Cami mention. She saw the blowback and naturally she’d try to placate us with scraps like she’s done other fandoms. Maybe Klaus calling Cami’s name or someone mentioning her in passing. I had no expectations. Then the hints came. Leah tweeting about an airport in ATL, Persia White liking that tweet. I thought it was funny but again I expected nothing. The most I ever thought we’d get was maybe some flashback footage we hadn’t seen before. You know something klay//ley style.

But they fucking did it. They brought Leah back for NEW scenes. More acknowledgment that they fucked up. Klaus is yelling Cami’s name in agony. They heard us and now they’re dangling Cami in front of us like a carrot. It’s complete fanservice. If there hadn’t been such an uproar I doubt we’d be getting this. But we are and I’m going to enjoy it but they aren’t getting my viewership. They’re only doing this to  try to keep the sinking ship afloat. They’re so desperate for viewers not only do they bring Cami back but they spoil it by putting her in the trailer. She isn’t even in the first episode (Thanks for the heads up Carina)! They only killed Cami off because of their own stupidity but they think by giving us ghost/hallucination Cami that makes everything alright again. Just like they thought giving us klamille in 3x19 would pacify us and quell our outrage.


Lastly, no this message is not weird at all. I get it, this is why I joined the fandom. It’s why we exist, to connect to other people who share our love for our ships and favorite characters. Watching TO got way more enjoyable knowing I had fellow klamille shippers and Cami stans to fangirl with. So I urge you to join us. Make a tumblr, make a twitter, we’re here and we aren’t going anywhere. Join the klamfam we’d love to have you :)


Anyways, I just wanted to thank you, bro. You are honestly just SUCH an amazing person, and you’ve made my faith in humanity go up slightly. :))

I couldn’t just sit by and NOT make anything for you after how you’ve helped me, so here! ^^

Even though none of the hate from the UT community has come to me (yet?) you helped me feel a little bit better about the things I found out about it.

So seriously, thank you. You’re helping to make the red evil eyes disappear. <3 (That’s why I posted the first drawing before this so it all makes sense lol)

You are truly one of the kindest and nicest people I’ve met on here so far.

I’m still feeling a bit meh, but thanks to you, I’m gonna try and feel better. ^^

Let’s go for that 110%! >:3

Thank you. <333

-Your bro, Sherlock <3

Mark's February Charity Stream

I just have to say, before I go to bed (it’s 7:20 in the morning for me in the UK now), these streams that I’ve only just started being able to be part of are one of the most amazing things.

They bring so much joy, support, and good spirit it makes me cry from happiness. And the past 3 streams I’ve been a part of have all left me feeling better not only about the world but also myself, and they give me the confidence to really start pursuing and see all the possible good in the world.

Thank you @markiplier, @crankgameplays, Tyler, Amy and Kathryn (I’m sorry if I spelt it wrong). What you all do is flipping amazing and I love it.

Now I bid you all goodnight (≧∇≦)b

betterthanbizarre  asked:

Hey, so I need to start going to therapy again soon but I haven't been since I figured out I'm bi and it became a huge part of my life. Thinking about the possible ways future therapists will react to it makes me even more anxious to go back to therapy. Is the best way to approach it with a therapist to just ask them about it in the first meeting? Ughhhhhh is there like a master list of every lgbtq therapist ever so I don't have to deal with this anxiety

Hi Better! 

I feel you really hard on this one. Being bisexual often means navigating a lot of misconceptions and invalidations - things that are bad enough in the real world but can be so frightening to think about it happening in therapy. I’m not going to lie to you and say that every therapist will be accepting or understanding because it’s not necessarily true. I’m truly sorry that you have anything to be feeling anxious about it regarding this but I’ve felt the that anxiety too. And I’m a therapist whose bisexual! 

But there are some ways to find someone who will be more likely to be accepting. I’m might get some flack for this but you may want to avoid anyone who labels themselves as a religious counselor (I know it seems like common sense but “christian counseling” programs are a thing and depending on your state can be anti-lgbtq. Some counselors are accepting. Some really aren’t. Anyone who appears to support conversion therapy or argues against its ban are good ones to avoid.

There isn’t a master list but there are some good lists to start with! There are counseling groups who cater especially to the lgbtq community or communities of queer therapists (like this one in Chicago, this one in San Francisco, this one for Bay Area therapists who identify as lgbtq,  this one in Austin, or this one in NYC) that could be a good place to start. I found most of those just by google “lgbtq therapy/therapist”. I also did a quick search on psychology today for a random city and choose “bisexual” and got a lot of results. 

When you find someone you like, I’d be upfront and ask them. I’ll be writing more on first sessions later but it’s a job interview/blind date for the therapist. Ask if they specialize in LBGTQ issues. If they support conversion therapy. If they have worked successfully with bisexual clients in the past. I hope you are successful. Best of luck!

missmendelsohn  asked:

Honeybees, poppy flowers, rainbows, laughter, daisies, trees, sunsets!

What is something you have done recently that you are proud of? It can be anything at all, even just waking up every morning.

um waking myself up at 7:40 AM last Saturday to watch the BTS preview show 

What are your favorite flowers?

black flowers i’ve always been interested in a black rose 

What always makes you feel better when you’re sad?

well recently BTS @missmendelsohn @idontknowibangtagon and @actualsunshinejunghoseok

List 5 things that make you happy.

  1. BTS
  2. Hobi
  3. @missmendelsohn (just talking to her)
  4. @idontknowibangtagon (fangirling over BTS)
  5. @actualsunshinejunghoseok (fangirling over yoonseok) 

What is your favorite quote?

Whenever I’m sad, I gain strength by looking at you

Name one thing you have learned this past year that has made you a better person?

tbh i don’t know i don’t think i have i’m still the same person that i always been 

If you could paint the sky any colors, what would they be?

purples and pinks (darkish pinks) 

my least favorite thing is where I don’t intentionally procrastinate and instead just suddenly find out that I totally didn’t do the thing and it is now too late

I hate that thing

jung hoseok is human.

jung hoseok can have bad days, he can be sad, and he can have days where he isn’t being loud and filled with joy.

jung hoseok worked his ass off trying to get better at dancing, trying to contribute to this group and you’re telling me that some ugly ass people are making a disgusting trend [#/kickoutjhope]

jung hoseok is not some object that can simply be thrown away or discarded.

jung hoseok is not just “another member” of bts.

jung hoseok is funny, handsome, charming, cute, cheeky, beautiful, lovable, and sentimental. [so many other things as well]

jung hoseok has character and he feels things, he reads the nasty comments and you except him not to be at least a little upset? he’s not just j hope.

jung hoseok is human and it’s about damn time you start treating him like one too.

[#wemissyoujhope #weloveyoujhope]


BACKGROUND: You were the make up artist assigned to design and apply the scars on Taehyung’s back for their MAMA performance. Then things get a little heated.

AUTHORS NOTE: This picture just nearly killed me along with that damn performance. So I said I’d write a fic about it and now here it is! I know it’s nothing much but it got my feelings out for Tae quite a bit. I’ll do better next time ;) enjoy! 

Not my greatest work, but oh well :)

You force yourself to calm down, to hide the shaking of your fingers, to slow down the beat of your heart, and to bite back your unnecessary panting. Your fingers lightly press against the skin on his lower back and you immediately hear the hiss that escapes his mouth.

“Your fingers are cold.” He immediately comments. You nod your head as you dab the last few finishing touches, praying to the heavens that your ears weren’t as red as they felt. 

 "Woah, it looks so real.“ You hear Jungkook mutter behind you and you bite back a smile as you continue to work, motivated by the compliment. 

“Don’t excite me!” Taehyung whines as he angles his head to look at you. 

“Are you almost done?" 

"Yup.” You nod, doing your best to avoid his gaze. Taehyung was in colored lens again today and somehow that always seemed to stir something in you when he looked at you so intensely. 

Once you were pleased with your work, you drop your hands against your lap and study your design quietly. The scars had looked better than you had expected them to. The intricate curves had made them look like they were really a place where beautiful wings once laid on. You don’t know what had came over you or why you even did it, but you lifted your hand and traced a single line against Taehyung’s spine, fascinated by the sculptured form of his back. 

A shiver immediately runs down the boy’s body and he snaps his head back to look at you, eyes wide. Once you realized what you had done, your own eyes widen in return as you clutch your hand against your chest. 

“I’m sorry, I was just-” You bite your lower lip, feeling your cheeks flame in embarrassment “I was just checking if it was dry." 

You mentally slap yourself, knowing your lie was the most idiotic thing you could have said. The make up was on his shoulder blades yet you had your hands running down his spine. 

"Is it? Dry, I mean?” Taehyung asks, his voice deeper than usual. You swallow the lump stuck in your throat and nod, desperately searching for someone to save you from your own embarrassment. 

As if hearing your plea, Taehyung’s stylist immediately steps towards him, handing him his dress shirt and coat for the performance. 

“You should get ready.” You mumble, standing up and grabbing your equipment.

 "But Y/N, How am I gonna get this off later?“ Taehyung asks as he puts on his dress shirt, eyes trained on you. It takes all your will power to keep your eyes on his face, doing your best not to glance at his abdomen as you spoke.

"I’ll be here later, I’ll help you get the make up off.” You answer and Taehyung’s answering smile was so blinding that you had to clench your fists together to calm yourself down.

“That’s great. Thanks.” He nods and before you could humiliate yourself even more, you spin around and head for the doors, your heart slamming against your chest while your head swam with another wave of embarrassing imaginations all because of a certain

 Kim Taehyung. 

You let out a smile as you watch the last of the stylists make their ways out of the room, a fresh wave of tears streaming down their faces.

“Y/N, we’re going to place everything in the car, I think Taehyung’s the only one who hasn’t gotten dressed yet.” One stylist had told you.

“Yeah, Jimin said Taehyung & Jin are still out greeting other people.” You nod, praying to the heaven’s that they’d change their decision and say that they’d wait with you. 

 "Well, we’ll go ahead. We cant have ourselves looking this horrible for the after party. Will you be okay handling him on your own?“ 

Jesus, no. 

"Sure, you guys go ahead.” You nod, hands running through your hair as you bite back the urge to beg them to stay. Fuck your kind heart. 

Once they had shut the doors, you let out a sigh of frustration before scanning around the room. The only things left were your own equipment plus Taehyung and Jin’s things. The two boys were apparently still out talking to the other idols they had shared the stage with. 

You glance at yourself through the mirror, letting out a chuckle at the sight of your swollen eyes. When they had announced BTS as the winner, the whole waiting room had practically burst out in tears as you all watched the boys cry on stage. You remember biting back a huge smile as tears streamed down your cheeks at just how proud you were seeing them accepting the award they had long deserved. 

The sudden bang of the door has you jumping in shock as you snap your head back, finding Jin smiling apologetically at you. 

“Did we make you wait?” He mumbles, scurrying to grab his clothes from the couch. You shake your head and smile back at him.

“No, it’s fine. I was just cleaning up." 

You watch as Taehyung enters with their manager, a wide smile on his face as he rubs his hands together. 

"I kind off got carried away talking to them.”

“Of course you did.” Their manager smiles before turning to look at you “Y/N, could you stay here and help out Taehyung first? I need to help Jin find his phone. He lost it again. " 

You look back at Jin who was already shrugging on his sweater and throwing his backpack over his back. 

"I swear I had it with me earlier.” Jin frowns, waving at you before he’s jogging out of the doors. You watch in silent desperation as their manager shuffles after the oldest member, shutting the door and leaving you to your own doom.

You grit your teeth and shut your eyes before a clearing of throat has you jumping in shock. You turn to look at Taehyung who stood awkwardly by the mirrors, his eyes dancing around the room.

“So, how do I get this scar off of me?” He asks and you do your best to steady your voice as you reach for your pouch. 

“I’ll do it, turn around.” You thank the heaven’s for the fact that your voice had not cracked as you pull out wet wipes and make up removers.

Taehyung turns around obediently and you curse yourself mentally when you hear him dropping his coat and slowly unbuttoning his shirt. You force yourself to push back the unwanted thoughts that lingered at the back of your mind, knowing that you had to be professional to get your job done. All this fantasizing about Kim Taehyung was going to get you nowhere and could have even cost you your job. 

“Did you cry?” His sudden question causes you to glance up at the mirror, eyes locking with his through the reflection.

“A bit.” You smile “You guys made a lot of us cry”

“I cried a bit too.” He smiles in return, hands rubbing his arms awkwardly.

“I forgot to congratulate you though.” You mumble, head bobbing to the side “Congratulations BTS!”

Taehyung purses his lips as he bites back a smile and nods “Thank you.”

When his hands run down his abdomen, you decide it was time for you to look away unless you wanted another wave of dirty thoughts to cross your mind again. You gingerly place your hands against his lower back, not noticing the sudden clench of Taehyung’s jaws as his skin tightened under your hold. 

You start chanting “I love my job” over and over again in your head, doing your best to avoid having your mind wander as you worked. 

Once you were just about to finish, a small red dot against Taehyung’s skin has you frowning as you do your best to wipe it away. You frown at the fact that no matter how much you wiped it, the dot had stayed glued against his skin. You bite your lower lip in concentration before you use your nails to gently rake against his back, hoping it would wipe away the nuisance against his skin. 

 "Stop!“ Taehyung’s command has your hands stopping in mid air as you lift your head up to look at him through the mirror. The air leaves your lungs once your eyes lock with the boy in front of you. His gaze was dark, a slight shine of sweat running down his chest as his veins strained against his skin while his fingers clutched his legs painfully.

"Did-Did it hurt? I’m sorry I didn’t mean to-”

“Stop biting your lips and looking at my back like that, its driving me mental.” The crack in Taehyung’s voice has a sudden wave of heat traveling down through you. You spare yourself a glance at the mirror and almost choke back a gasp when you see how hooded your eyes had become, your cheeks were red in embarrassment while your lips had become swollen and pink after being bitten on for too long. 

 "I- oh god. I’m sorry.“ You mumble nervously and before you could say anything else, Taehyung spins on his heels, grabbing your wrist and pulling you up and towards him. 

You let out a yelp as your face comes inches away from his, your heart slamming against your chest so strong and loud you were sure he could hear it. 

"And stop saying you’re sorry when I’m more than flattered to have you gawking at me like I’m fucking meal.” He smirks, head bobbing to the side. The breath that leaves your lips has your knees shaking, ready to give up on you. Taehyung immediately steadys you by placing his hands against your hips, as his eyes twinkle with mischief.

 "I’m gonna need you to say something, Y/N. Cause if I’m wrong then I just sounded like one hell of a cocky bastard just now.“ 

You were dreaming.

Of course you were, there was no way in hell Kim Taehyung was flirting with you. That just was’t humanly possible. To prove your point, you pinch your arm and suddenly let out a sound of pain at the sting. You stare at your arm wide eyed then turn to Taehyung as he takes the hurt arm from you. 

"What did you do that for?” He frowns, thumb rubbing gently against the reddening area. 

“Checking to see if this was a dream.” You mumble thoughtlessly. Taehyung lets out a low chuckle before leaning his head closer to you, his nose crinkling as he shook his head. 

“I’ll be damned if this was a dream. It’s taken me so long to actually have the balls to finally corner you like this.” He mutters, his breath dancing against your skin due to the close proximity. Your eyes unconsciously wander to his lips, watching as his tongue glides teasingly over the plump portion of his lip before it retreats back into his mouth. Your lips part in need and when you lift your eyes to lock with Taehyung’s, his lips are suddenly on yours. 

So this is what heaven tastes like. 

His grip against your waists tightens as he pulls you closer against him, his other hand placing itself on the back of your neck, as if restricting your from pulling back. You place your hands on his bare arms, lips moving perfectly in sync with his, as if he was a breath of fresh air to your lungs. 

Taehyung pulls back, gently tugging on your lower lip with his teeth as he places his forehead against yours. 

“Shit, I should have done that a long time ago.” The breathlessness of his voice has you leaning against him, arm wrapping around his neck for support as you felt your knees shaking. 

“You didn’t even know I existed back then.” You mutter, remembering the lack of conversation between the two of you ever since you had start working for BTS. 

Taehyung shakes his head, a smile forming against his lips as his fingers drum dangerously close to the hem of your shirt. “You came in that day in a red turtleneck dress paired with black boots, Y/N. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of you. Yet every time I tried talking to you, you looked so damn scared to talk to me I thought you had hated me or something." 

"I didn’t” You shake your head, eyes widening at Taehyung’s words. Hated him? Far from it. You had adored Taehyung since you had laid eyes on him. The moment you had saw him smiling and laughing with Jimin, you knew you were hooked. But you knew you were nothing more than a make up artist to him and having any sort of feelings for him could have also risked your job. 

“I know.” He smiled, pushing back a strand of your hair as his thumb swiped back and forth against your chin “I discovered that when-" 

"When?” You gulp, watching him lean forward as he places a soft kiss against your chin. 

“You were asleep in one of the changing rooms last month” Another kiss lands against your throat and you angle your head back, heart hammering against your rib cage.

“I’d forgotten my phone and just as I was about to reach for it, you had moaned something so delicious to hear." 

Your mouth falls open when Taehyung bites your skin only to swipe his tongue against it apologetically. 

"And do you know how many nights I had to go off on my own, reliving you moaning my name the way you had that night?” His hands squeeze your ass and you let out a responding moan as you back arches against him. 

“That’s my girl.” Taehyung smiles against your skin “Will I be hearing more of that tonight or should I stop?" 

Always the gentleman, Kim Taehyung. 

You run your hands through his hair, your eyebrow quirking upwards before your tugging on his hair, causing Taehyung’s mouth to open in shock as a low groan escapes his mouth. If you were going to hell, then you might as well have abused it. 

Wanna hear me scream it this time?“ You had no idea where this surge of confidence had come from and you had no time to let the embarrassment of it consume you because right after two beats, Taehyung’s mouth is on yours yet again. Then after another blink of an eye, he suddenly he has your legs wrapped around him as he walks towards the long couch situated in the middle of the room.

Your lips danced against each other in a sloppy desperate kiss, wanting to devour each other as your hands roamed each others body. Taehyung takes a seat against the couch and you immediately straddle him, your hips having a mind of their own as they start rocking against him for friction. Taehyung lets out a moan so low and so delicious that you bite down on his lower lip before swiping your tongue against it. The responding groan this time has you smiling against his lips in triumph. Oh how you were going to milk out every sound out of him tonight. 

"Don’t test me, babe. You have no idea what I plan to do to you just to hear every sound that can come out from the pretty little mouth of yours.” Taehyung mumbles as he’s lifting your shirt just above your chest before pulling down your bra to release your breasts to him. 

“But they’ll be waiting for us so-” A light pinch against one of your nipples has you mewling as your body jerks in response “-that’ll have to be another time.”

He doesnt even give you the chance to respond as he takes your nipple into his mouth, his hands pinching the other bud as a loud moan escapes you and you’re arching against him. 

“Tae, please.” The sound of his name against your lips sends a flash of white against Taehyung’s eyes and he’s swiping his tongue over you before sucking again with full force. A list of profanities leave your mouth as the busy boy drops his hands before unbuckling your jeans. 

“Of all the days you chose to wear jeans, why today sweetheart." 

"I didn’t expect anybody to be fucking me today” You answer and Taehyung is growling as he pushes your jeans down along with your underwear before placing you back onto his lap, your heat landing perfectly against his clothed crotch. 

“I’m the only who’ll be fucking you ever.” He growls hands suddenly in your hair and tugging you closer to him “You understand?" 

Your lips quirk up in a smirk as your nails run lightly over his chest as you grind your hips against him, pleased to see the look of pleasure that crosses his face. 

"That depends on how you perform, Tae Tae." 

“Is that a challenge, babe? You know how much I love those.”

You had not noticed where Taehyung’s hands had traveled until you felt the light squeeze against the inside of your thigh. 

"I always wondered what you’d taste like against my mouth, i’ll just have to find out another time too.” He mumbles, fingers suddenly so close to your core that you bite on your lower lip in anticipation. 

Taehyung slides his fingers against your clit and you throw your head back, gripping his shoulders tighter, urging him to go on. The young boy smiles up at your state, fingers now sliding against your folds. Before you could even react to the slight sensation, he slips a finger inside of you, curling it before he’s pulling out only to slam back inside. 

“Fuck!” You scream, hips moving on their own accord, riding his finger as it pumped in and out of you. “You’re already so wet, babe. You’re taking my finger in so well.” Taehyung breaths, placing a chaste kiss against your open mouth, your moans filling the room. He adds another finger and you end up squeezing your eyes shut as you lean against him, your chest pressing against his. A familiar heat was pooling in your stomach as you ran your hands through Taehyung’s hair. 

 ”Tae, stop. I’m close.“ You mutter, the movement of your hips contrary to your words. 

“Now why on earth would I do that?” Taehyung places another chaste kiss against your shoulder before his hands pump in and out of you faster. You moan out his name mixed with a string of profanities as you felt the pleasure taking over you. A sudden smack against your backside has you choking out a moan as you shake your head back and forth, the pleasure becoming too intense to handle. Taehyung’s thumb starts rubbing circles against your bud and that’s when you had lost it. You scream out his name, your orgasm raking through you as Taehyung continued pumping his fingers in you, helping you ride out your orgasm till you were shivering from the over sensitivity. 

Fuck, Tae.” You breath as he pulls his fingers out of you. He lifts the two digits close to his face, his eyes suddenly twinkling at the sight of your juices coated around him. You watch in silent awe as he brings the two digits into his mouth, tongue dancing around the taste of you. You bite back another moan, the sight already enough to send you back over the edge. 

“I knew you tasted good.” He growls before his lips are on yours again, giving you a taste of yourself. You smile against him as you rake your fingers down his chest then towards his abdomen, appreciating every curve of muscle he had. Once you had felt his belt, you unbuckle the leather material immediately then pop open the button of his slacks, his hard on finally able to breath as you slowly drag the zipper over him. 

Taehyung moans against your mouth and you bite down on his lower lip as you palm him through his boxers. The beautiful boy throws his head back, eyes screwing shut as he does his best to control himself. You study the outline of veins running along his neck, fascinated by the way they strained against his skin. You dip your head down, fingers slipping past the band of his boxers and wrapping around his length as you swipe your tongue against the outline of the vein on his neck. Taehyung lets out a loud moan, his hips bucking against your hand as he runs a hand through his own hair. 

“Jesus, Y/N. How the fuck are you doing this?” He groans and you smile against his skin, pumping up and down on his length faster then suddenly flicking your thumb over the head causing Taehyung to buck harder into your hand, another string of curses dancing out of his mouth. His eyes had become so dark and hooded, devouring you with his gaze alone. You tease him by swiping your tongue against your lips causing a low growl to vibrate against the back of his throat. You were about to pump him faster but before you could even blink, Taehyung had grabbed your hands, twisting you till he was suddenly standing behind you and pushing his pants and boxers down his legs. You angle your head back to look at him, eyes widening when you see him pumping himself as he licked his lips at the sight of your behind spread out for him. He spares you one glance before a smirk graces his lips. 

“You’re dripping for me, babe.” He hums, his free hand palming your behind, the tip of his fingers running against your folds. You let out another moan, head getting lost at the amount of pleasure running through you. Never in your wildest dreams had you thought this would be happening with Taehyung. 

“Do I have to wear a condom? I really wanna feel you around me, Y/N.  I bet you’d feel fucking fantastic.” Taehyung grits his teeth, his own self control cracking at the sight of you. 

“I’m on the pill.” You immediately quip “Hurry the fuck up." 

Your eagerness made Taehyung want to tease you more. Yet he knew that as much fun at that had sound, the boy just couldn’t last a second any longer. He grabs your hips, positioning himself against your entrance, head flying back in pleasure at how your heat was already wrapping around the head of his cock. 

Taehyung!“ You all but scream and the boy did not have to be told twice as he slams into you, hilt deep. Your lewd moans echo around the room and you have you place your hand against you mouth, scared that someone was going to hear you. Taehyung throws his head back, his hand lightly running against your back, while his other hand gripped onto your hips for dear life, assuring you that you’d be bruised tomorrow. 

Move” You growl, annoyed that Taehyung was making no attempt of moving. You were about to scream at him again but the words die down in your mouth at the sudden slam of his hips against yours. You fly face first against the couch, eyes rolling to the back of your head as Taehyung keeps a steady pace. 

“Fuck, Y/n. You’re so fucking tight.” Taehyung says through gritted teeth, his eyes watching in silent awe as he slipped in and out of you perfectly. Suddenly, the distance between you two wasn’t enough and Taehyung tugs onto your hand, pulling you up as he pressed his chest against your back. Your mouth hangs open, the angle suddenly becoming all too much as he dug into you deeper each time. 

“Feel good, baby?” He hums against your ears, lips placing soft kisses against your jaw line. His fingers then make their way to your chest, massaging your breast and doubling the amount of pleasure vibrating through you. When you hadn’t answered his question, Taehyung’s hips stop moving as he smiles against you neck, your whines of protest caressing his ears. 

“Answer me, and I’ll move.“ 

What was his question again? Fuck, how was he even expecting you to be in the right mind with everything he was doing to you. 

"Yes?” You answer, unsure. Taehyung bobs his head to the side, one hand suddenly trailing down your stomach and stopping right above your heat. 

“Not sure?” He hums “Guess, I’ll have to show you how good this can get then." 

His hips slam so hard into you that you all but scream his name as his thumb starts rubbing slow circles against your clit, his other hand massaging your breast while his lips worked on marking your skin. You were seeing stars and the tightening of your stomach was becoming so intense that you knew your second orgasm was just a few moments away. 

Tae~“ You mewl and Taehyung just smiles against your skin, swiping his tongue against the purple bruise he’d just created. 

"Let go, sweetheart.” He mutters, his fingers moving faster against your bud as his pace speeds up even more. 

You had lost it.

Your mind had gone blank as a haze of white covered your eyes. Your body was shaking and your moans were already too incoherent as you dug your nails into the leather of the couch. Taehyung bites back a moan at the feel of your juices coating him, the heat and tightness of your orgasm wrapping around him. 

“I’m fuck- holy shit, Y/N.” Taehyung mutters, as he pumps into you, riding out your high. You were a mess, hair covering your face as sweat dripped down your body, your legs about ready to give up on you as you continued to moan out Taehyung’s name. The said boy, screws his eyes shut, suddenly pulling out of you as his own orgasm erupts, spilling his seeds on your back as he groans out your name. 

You all but collapse onto the couch, eyes shut as you listened to the silent rustle of Taehyung as he moved around the room. You open your eyes gingerly, chest still heaving when you suddenly feel a wet cloth rubbing against your back. You angle your head back, watching silently as Taehyung cleaned you up with the pack of wet wipes you had prepared earlier. When he catches your gaze, his signature box like grin beams up at you and as usual, you cant help your answering smile. When he was done, he lightly taps your behind and you immediately drop to the couch, body still recovering. 

 "You okay?“ Taehyung smiles, slipping on his jeans and shirt while his eyes studied your figure in appreciation. 

"Fine, just a little winded.” You mumble, reaching for your underwear and slipping it on. 

Just as the elastic band slaps against your skin, you lift your head up only to have your lips against Taehyung’s once more. The tall boy was hovering over you as he blindly reaches for your jeans, his lips never leaving yours. Just as you were about to go breathless, he pulls back and bobs his head to the side playfully. 

“I’m getting all kinds of awards today, arent I?" 

You shove him back as you laugh, slipping on your jeans as you bit back the urge to feel too ecstatic about his words. 

You watch as he slips on his coat, grabbing his phone from the table, smiling at himself before he’s turning to look back at you. 

"You look beautiful, Y/N." 

You had not expected those words to exit his mouth. In fact you had never even expected him to say that to you at all. 


"Don’t joke around like that, it’s not funny.” You playfully narrow your eyes at him as you grab you bag and swing it over your shoulders. You reach for your phone and just as you were about to stuff it in your back pocket, Taehyung is angling your head up to look at him. 

“Why in the world would I ever joke about that?” He mutters, voice deep as he arches an eyebrow. 

“I-I dont know.” You stutter, your nerves getting the best of you. 

“Hmm, maybe I need to teach you a lesson or two about just how beautiful you are.” He smiles, head leaning down as his lips hover close to your ears 

“Just you wait til the after party’s over. I’m gonna ravage the hell out of my award tonight.”

a/n: I suck at ending shit. Sorry ;( but yey, smutty Taehyung was fun.

i feel sorry for you. i feel sorry that you lost someone who loved you so much, someone who would have burned themselves alive just to show you how bright they could shine for you - you will never find someone else who loves you that much. you can search the seven seas but there will never be anybody who will love you more than me.

you just realized it too late, that i was something worth keeping. you let your insecurities eat at you, thought you didn’t deserve someone as kind and loving as me. and if you were right about one thing, it would be that - you were never enough for me. you never made me feel completely fulfilled. you always destroyed me, never made me better, always made me worse.

and i will find someone who loves me more than you did. i will find someone who would go to the ends of the earth for me, the way i would have done for you. i will find someone who puts me first the way i put you first. i will find someone who treats me the way i treated you.

but you’ll never find someone who loves you more than me. and you lost me and that’s devastating.

—  i hope this breaks your heart

I still, to this day, don’t understand how Simon could be so oblivious about his feelings for Baz. Are you actually telling me that it took Baz going against all of Smokey Bear’s rules on forest fires to make Simon realize he wanted to kiss the dolt when he has been thinking things like this throughout the whole goddamn book

‘I’m just lying in my bed, thinking about Baz.’

‘I know I should be happy about Baz being gone–but it seems so… wrong’

’If he weren’t a vampire, Baz’d be bloody perfect.’

‘Smarter than I am. Better looking.’

*literally there’s hardly a paragraph that goes by where Baz’s name isn’t mentioned at least like 6 times I mean come on*

You see, the verdict is in. And now I perform on the basis of the verdict. Because He loves me and He accepts me, I do not have to do things just to build up my résumé. I do not have to do things to make me look good. I can do things for the joy of doing them. I can help people to help people – not so I can feel better about myself, not so I can fill up the emptiness.
—  Tim Keller, The Freedom of Self Forgetfulness
After tomorrow, when Sherlock has been in theaters, then will I make a decision about how I feel about this show. I don't want any chance of any fuckery, any tricks.

Only when I’m 100% sure there is no possibility for more immediate Sherlock content will I make an educated decision about how to proceed in this Fandom. You guys have given me so much and I’m a better person because of you. I do not regret a single thing I’ve ever said on this site - I don’t regret a single meta I wrote. If the episode in theaters is the exact same as the episode we just watched, then I know I’ve inspired more queer people to find their voices and accept themselves than Mark Gatiss did.

If they can’t change the world, then I fucking will.

to everyone making posts about how archie is a fuckboy bc of all the women all over him during the pilot let me tell you a few things:

1. he’s an underage boy who’s being taken advantage of. the teacher is a freaking adult who should know better. if, what they did and it seems they are going to keep doing this season, is dicovered she would be arrested because its considered rape. he’s an underage boy. remember that.

2. he has no obligation to return betty’s feelings. just because she likes him, and she’s a nice person and a good friend, and a character i can see myself really loving, it doesnt make him a bad person or a fuckboy if he doesnt return her feelings.


It’s that time of the year again where I make one of these things that shows my art since the very beginning.

6 years now of me drawing, wow, it feels so long but so short too. I wonder where I’ll be 6 years in the future, hopefully somewhere awesome! I just finished another semester of college, and I learned so much about myself in these short months. I feel like I’m finally getting somewhere, building something rather than just making pictures.

I’m quite excited to see where my new ideas take me, I’ve never felt so proud of myself before. So many things happened this year, I’m super grateful towards everyone who supported me, and helped me get to where I am. Nearly 28,000 followers, that’s amazing!!

Thank you for an awesome year, let’s make 2017 even better!!!

It’s the middle of the night and I’m thinking about you, not in any particular way, just of you. I wonder if you’re up too or if you’re sleeping what it is you’re dreaming about? I wonder if you were here, would you pull me close or just stay a safe distance? Would you give in to your heart’s desires as you lay here half asleep, your eyes barely open and your raspy voice that I’m sure would sound delightful to my ears, would you cave in for just a moment? Just long enough for me to feel you against my skin and have this moment ease it’s way, way into my heart. It’s the middle of the night and if you were here that would be the only thing that would make this better.
—  I Think About You More Than I Should And More Than You Know