i am under the bed

anonymous asked:

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i’m cute but psycho, she says. she smiles at me.

in my backpack are sixteen emergency items for panic attacks, for shutdown mode, for in case i can’t stop urges i can’t control, in case i am in trouble. i have under my bed razors i can’t bring myself to throw out, even though i’ve been recovered for ages. i forget what i said to him after i say it. i don’t mean any of it, but maybe i did. am i steering this ship or am i just a passenger on it.

i put the hot in psychotic, she says. i hear her laughing.

i can’t feel my lips. back when the hallucinations were bad i didn’t tell anyone but him, because i knew what was happening. when i woke up in a hospital i tried to kill the doctor. my therapy group was full of wonderful people. the girl who was schizophrenic had a beautiful singing voice. i can still hear her crying sometimes.

normal people scare me, he says. i know it’s from tv.

we faltered on the edge of bad things. when he tried to burn his house down he didn’t know what he was doing. he’s being charged as an adult, they tell me. when he saw me looking he said it was his responsibility. the girl with split personalities is sweet. her trauma rendered her largely unable to speak. i sit outside with the other three who raid our own bodies and we pluck flowers and play a game: what if i’d been born normal. what if i had been given executive functions. what if i hadn’t been given depression in bucketfuls until it overcame my lungs. my parents don’t know how to look at me anymore and neither do my friends. they all tiptoe around me like i will break at any second.

try yoga. it’s just a phase. we all feel that way. you have so much to be thankful for. someone has it worse. mentally ill people are dangerous. therapists aren’t real doctors and by extension you have no real problems. go for a run. just choose happiness. you’re not really sick. you’re faking it.

i lace my shoes. it’s nice to have laces back. i will try to work out without letting myself get back into my disorder, but we all know how well that will go. i have been working out since i was six years old. yoga is on my schedule but it’s never active enough. there’s a good chance that out of the people in my group, one of them is being taken advantage of. we are so quick to give ourselves out for the safety of others. the boy who, like me, has burn scars on his skin - he tells me his girlfriend likes that he’s sick. it makes him sensitive. the girl who is schizophrenic gets picked up by her father. i know he hits her. she says she kind of deserves it.

sadness makes for good art, she says. i don’t look up.

when they ask me where i’ve been i say i’ve been out of town. i feel fine thanks for asking. i don’t know who i am when nobody’s looking. i don’t know if i’m even real anymore. i don’t know how to get close to people because they’ll end up finding out and hating me for it, or i’ll be a burden, or they won’t know how to handle it. my family never brings up the hospital again. sometimes i think i dreamed it. 

you won’t find love until you love yourself, he warns. it’s been a long day.

i’m so alone.

Study Hard {Sirius Black x Reader *SMUT*}

I think this is the third time I posted this. It keeps on getting deleted for some reason so i’m sorry if it’s popping in and out of your dashboard. 

Sincerely,

Nat Meg.

Request: Can you make a young Sirius x reader smut? Like he wants some attention and that’s what he gets

WARNING: sexual themes, rough

@iwillpoundyoumikey @all-the-hp-love


Enjoy!

Time had passed by quite fast and (Y/n) have been unaware of this. She had been studying for hours upon hours, her mind completely immersed in every lesson and chapter. She was normally not this studious and would rather read other books, preferably something intriguing and not the names of every plant that could heal a doxy’s bite if it weren’t for her N.E.W.T.S.


(Y/n) took a deep breath and was about to flip to the next page when she heard loud voices coming from the doorway.

“Got it from a muggle store! I told them I wanted one of those black dragonskin jackets and no questions asked and voila, they gave it to me!” Sirius bragged loudly to his housemates who were all awed. He straightened his brand new leather jacket and ran his fingers through his hair, making the ladies squeal, but he had one girl in mind.

He approached you from behind the couch where you sat, resting his chin on your shoulder before giving you a quick kiss on the cheek.

“Hello, love. Haven’t seen you all day,” he smiled, “What’re you reading?”

“Healing herbs,” (Y/n) replied.

Sirius immediately picked up the humorless tone in your voice and so he brushed the back of his fingers on your cheek, gently turning your face to meet his eyes.

“But you’ve been studying all the day. I missed you.” He tucked your hair affectionately behind your ear.

“I know, sweetheart. I just need to study for the exams.”

Sirius tilted his head, something that made your heart melt and swell.

“Maybe you should read someplace else, mm? So you could um…concentrate better?” His voice lowered, thick with lust but (Y/n) did not notice.

The common room was now full of other students, loudly chattering, so it was no longer a quiet place to study. Maybe Sirius has a point. Oblivious to his intentions, (Y/n) smiled and nodded.

A different scenery might just help a lot and to be with Sirius would certainly help her study better since he was great in almost every class. She closed her book while Sirius followed her from behind, eyeing her short skirt as she climbs up the stairs to their dormitory.

He closed the door gently, locking it with a spell. (Y/n) sat down on one of the beds and opened her book to where she left off but Sirius had a different idea in mind.

He transformed himself into his animagus form, a large black dog with his neck tie as a red collar, before walking up to the bed where you sat. He sniffed your socks and began to tickle your toes with his nose.

“Sirius! Tsk, no!” You pulled away, tucking your legs to your chest. “I’m not in the mood.”

The dog whined and hopped onto the bed, continuously sniffing you and licking your hands but seeing as you were definitely not giving up easily, he took the book from you and dashed under the bed.

“Sirius! Get back here! I am not playing games!”

This only made him happier so he wagged his tail and ran around the room while you chased him. It went for a few minutes with you casting spells and charms to make him stop but he was quicker. After a few hexes, however, you managed to knock him out. He slowly transformed back into his human form, his back against the wall with your book between his teeth.

You took it from him and he smirked once more, “Still gonna study, love?”

With a shake of your head, you replied to him and gave a sigh, “I believe not. I won’t be able to pay attention anymore.”

“Then have it on me.”

He kissed you deeply and pulled you against his chest, his hands on your waist. You kissed him back with the equal amount of adoration and pure lust, tasting him, feeling him. His tongue began to lick your lips and even felt brave enough to slide inside your mouth, coaxing your tongue to come out and play. You moaned softly against his hardening length before whispering close to his ear.

“Was this your plan all along? To distract me?” You teased, “ Because if it is…”

You wrapped your hand around his neck tie, pulling him close before licking a long stripe from his jaw to the shell of his ear.

“You’ve been a very bad dog.”

Sirius was beyond aroused. His cock stiffened and he could not contain it any longer. He needed attention and you were going to give it to him whether you liked it or not. He did not need anymore teasing. He wanted the main event, the highlight, the damn fucking main dish.

He swiftly removed his jacket and shirt, revealing his toned chest before ripping away your blouse, leaving it as a torn piece of fabric lying on the floor. You immediately jumped and he caught you by the thighs, continuing his hot kisses on your throat. He nipped your skin softly, leaving you moaning and grinding against his hard on.

“Mm, I feel you, love. So sweet.”

He skillfully unhooked your bra and had you pressed against the wall, his mouth now trailing down from your collarbone to the top of your breasts. He began to suck on your skin, marking you as his own, leaving hickeys behind. They would surely stay for days just like last time but at this point, you were sure that everybody knows who they belong to. He gave you a quick peck and moved to your nipples, sucking it into his mouth. He flicked it with his tongue while his other hand groped your other breast, making you moan louder.

“A-Ah, Sirius…T-That feels…good,”

“Come on, sweetheart. Onto the bed,“

He commanded. You headed towards the nearest bed and laid down, sprawled out on the sheets with heaving breaths. Sirius crawled on top of you slowly like a hungry predator approaching its prey, his eyes staring back at you. It sent shivers down your spine to see him so primal and wild but it also excited you as you have never seen him like this before. He hovered above you and tugged your skirt down, removing it completely. His eyes landed on your panties and the wet spot that had now formed on the cloth.

“Is that for me, darling?”

“Yes, Sirius.”

“Mm, love it when you say my name,” He knelt down between your legs and spread them apart. “I would love it more if you screamed it.”

He quickly removed your panties and dove into your womanhood, tasting the juices that trickled down. Your hand automatically went to his hair, grabbing a fistful. His fingers moved to your opening, his thumb pressing into your clit in such a way that made you writhe beneath his merciless tongue and fingers.

“Oh, Sirius! Mm…”

He licked up and down slowly, making sure you enjoy every second he dragged his tongue across your folds. You were already soaking by the time he stuck two of his fingers inside you, you gripping the sheets hard. He kept his pace quick and fast, allowing them to slide in and out of you easily until you were nearing your climax. That’s when he had to stop and kiss your lips to taste you once more.

“Please don’t tease me anymore. I want you so bad.”

You did not need to say it again. Sirius removed his pants and boxers and pumped his thick cock in front of you. You couldn’t help but admire the way he bit his lip as he pleasured himself before slicking your folds with his pre-cum. He gently pushed in, savoring every inch that entered your tight cavern, moaning so quietly until he bottomed out. He pulled all the way and thrusted back once more, creating a slow rhythm that had you wrapping your legs around his waist.

“Ugh, so tight, m’ dear! Feels so fucking good. And it’s all for me.”


He growled. He rested his elbows on the mattress and started increasing his speed. He thrusted hard and fast, driven to feel the need to you make come. You were his princess, his queen, and his goddess and deserved nothing but the best. The bed began to squeak and scratch the floor, no doubt leaving behind marks. He was slamming himself inside you and could not care less of the damage the two of you caused in the room. You were entrapped in this moment of intense pleasure and passion the man you loved.


After a few more minutes, Sirius pulled out and carried you to the top of the bed where you were close to the wall.

“Come on, baby. I want you on your hands and knees,”

You sat up and positioned yourself before him, your arse in front of him.


“So nice for me, love. That’s a good girl.”


He slid back inside you and continued thrusting, his pace quicker than ever. He soon began to hit your g-spot and it was at this moment, you were already moaning and screaming. Your insides were clenching onto him tight as you were pushed near your climax.


“Ahh! S-Sirius! Oh my God,” you screamed, “A-Ah! I’m so close!”

“Oh, love. Yes! Do it for me, baby. Come for me. Doing so well!”

He gave your arse a loud smack before draining thick spurts of his cum inside you while you released as well. It was the best climax you’ve ever had and even though you were not his first, Sirius admitted that no one had ever made him cum that much. He panted heavily as though he ran for miles before pulling out and lying beside you.

“That was…amazing,” He smiled, pulling a blanket and covering the two of you.

“Mm, I enjoyed it.” You replied, giggling. You scooted close to him and rested your head on his chest, your fingers tracing circles on his skin. He yawned wide and kissed your forehead softly.

“I promise you we’ll study tomorrow. No more distractions.”

The two of you soon fell fast asleep, all safe and sound.



“Blimey, Padfoot, you could’ve at least had the decency to clean up. All your clothes are on my bed,” James scolded.

“And my lamp’s broken! Even the drawers are a mess!”  Peter complained.

“Trust me, boys, both of you have the least damage,” Remus sighed and wiped his face with his hand frustratedly. “At least you don’t have scratches on your walls and floors.”

“What can I say? We study hard,” Sirius replied with a grin.

bOYS AND GIRLS OF EVERY AGE WOULDNT YOU LIKE TO SEE SOMETHING STRANGE COME WITH US AND YOU WILL SEE THIS OUR TOWN IF HALLOWEEN. THIS IS HALLOWEEN! THIS IS HALLOWEEN! PUMPKINS SCREAM IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT! THIS IS HALLOWEEN EVERYBODY MAKE A SCENE, TRICK OR TREAT TIL THE NEIGHBORS GONNA DIE OF FRIGHT!

ITS OUT TOWN EVERYBODY SCREAM! IN THIS TOWN OF HALLOWEEN!

I AM THE ONCE HIDING UNDER YOUR BED! TEETH GROUND SHARP AND EYES GLOWING RED!

I AM THE ONE HIDING UNDER YOUR STAIRS! FINGERS LIKE SNAKES AND SPIDERS IN MY HAIR!

THIS IS HALLOWEEN! THIS IS HALLOWEEN!

HALLOWEEN

HALLOWEEN!

HALLOWEEN!!

HALLOWEEN!!!

IN THIS TOWN WE CALL HOME EVERYONE HAIL TO THE PUMPKIN SONG!

IN THIS TOWN! DONT WE LOVE IT NOW EVERYONES WAITING FOR THE NEXT SUPRISE!

ROUND THAT CORNER MAN HIDING IN A TRASH CAN! SOMETHINGS WAITING NO TO POUNCE AND HOW YOULL SCREAM!

THIS IS HALLOWEEN! RED N BLACK AND SLIMY GREEN!

ARENT YOU SCARED?! WELL THATS JUST FINE!

SAY IT ONCE SAY IT TWICE! TAKE A CHANCE AND ROLE THE DICE! RIDE EITH THE MOON IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT!

EVERYBODY SCREAM

EVERYBODY SCREAM

IN OUR TOWN OF HALLOWEEN

I AM THE CLOWN WITH THE TEAR AWAY FACE! HERE IN A FLASH AND GONE WITHOUT A TRACE!

I AM THE WHO IN THE CALL “WHOS THERE?” I AM THE WIND BLOWING THROUGH YOUR HAIR!

I AM THE SHADOW ON THE MOON AT NIGHT FILLING YOUR DREAMS TO THE BRIM WITH FRIGHT!

THIS IS HALLOWEEN!

THIS IS HALLOWEEN!

HALLOWEEN

HALLOWEEN!

HALLOWEEN!!

HALLOWEEN!!!

HALLOWEEN!!!!

HALLOWEEN!!!!!

tender lumpling everywhere. Life’s no fun without a good scare. That’s our job but we’re not mean. In our town on Halloween.

In this town

Don’t we love it now?

EVERYONES WAITING FOR THE NEXT SUPRISE! SKELETON JACK MIGHT CATCH YOU BACK! AND SCREAM LIKE A BANSHEE, MAKE YOU JUMP OUT OF YOUR SKIN!

THIS IS HALLOWEEN! EVERYBODY SCREAM! WONT YOU PLEASE MAKE WAY FOR A VERY SPECIAL GUY!

OUR MAN JACK IS KING OF THE PUMPKIN PATCH! EVERYONE HAIL TO THE PUMPKIN KING, NOW!

THIS IS HALLOWEEN!

THIS IS HALLOWEEN!

HALLOWEEN

HALLOWEEN!

HALLOWEEN!!

HALLOWEEN!!!

IN THIS TOWN! WE CALL HOME! EVERYONE HAIL TO THE PUMPKIN SONG!

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Originally posted by welcometo-horrorland

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T R A G E D Y
noun | trag·e·dy | \ˈtra-jə-dē\ | 悲劇
: a very bad event that causes great sadness and often involves someone’s death
: a very sad, unfortunate, or upsetting situation : something that causes strong feelings of sadness or regret
: a play, movie, etc., that is serious and has a sad ending (such as the death of the main character).

p.s.: * click on edit to enlarge it *.

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Weeeelp

I wonder what conclusions people are making and how many are going to jump to them, ‘cuz I swear it’s not what it looks like?
Sorta?
*͠҉N̡̛͡E̢͏R͡V̨̛O̶ŲS̷̨͟ ̸͞L͜A͘͟͠UG̡HT̵̴̡E̵̢̛Ŗ̨͢*̸̀̕

Either way…
I hope everyone is having a great holiday season!!

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Have u ever had the kind of week where it becomes increasingly clear that your only option is filling a squirty bottle with holy water and screaming STOP THAT SHIT as you spray it all around u?

The Littlest Winchester - Under the Bed

Character: Dean Winchester

Warning: None

Word Count: 609

Story:

    Nearly fives years back, Dean learned that he was going to be a father. It was a terrifying reality that kept him up many nights, but he’d secretly always wanted a kid or two, and eventually his excitement was greater than his fear. The hardest part of raising the kid, he knew, would be making him or her feel safe in a world riddled with threats both human and supernatural, and so the day his daughter was born, he promised to do whatever it takes to let her know she’s safe.

    “Sweetheart, I am absolutely positive that there are no monsters under your bed.” Dean crawls out from beneath the four-year-old’s bed, stands up, and straightens his shirt.

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BTS reaction going to the military

Peach: I hope you like the reaction (≧◡≦) If you have a request my mailbox is open!!! 


Jin 

- begins softly to cry 

- a lot of hugs 

- giving you his secret recipes 

“Jin this is not the end”- “Promise me that you’ll make my favorite dish when I ‘ll come back!”

Originally posted by lavender-kills


Suga 

- hours together in bed

- watching you secretly sleep 

- soft kisses

“I will miss you.. A lot”

Originally posted by sugutie


J-Hope

- crYING A LOT

- giving you many presents 

- breakfast in bed

“ AAHHHH I WILL MISS YOU SO MUCH! I am just gonna hide under the bed so that we can stay together!” 

Originally posted by sugastoungetechonawlogy


Rapmonster 

- will first be in a shock

- then will get very emotional

- kisses on the forehead 

“ Here my last present, a photo album with our little memories.. don’t forget about me baby”

Originally posted by ygnj


V

- will be actually not so sad

- cuddles in bed with SOFT kisses

- making many jokes so that you will be not sad

“Remember the time when you decided to touch this big dog and it bit you.”-”OMG Tae it was horrible..”- “Your scared face was so cute”

Originally posted by agustddarling


Jimin 

- will be very clingy

- taking A LOT OF PICTURES

- drawing together something 

- will record you a cute smol song (like his hands)

“ You can use this as your ringtone cutie “

Originally posted by jimiyoong


Jungkook 

- 100% going together bowling

- backhugs!!!

- will tell you some cute facts about him you didn’t knew

- showing you his first photo album

“And this was the first time little kookie learned how to swim”- “OMG this so cute I cAN’T”

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

someone: u live by urself? that’s so cool!
me, always passed out on my dog’s bed & living off of ramen, cereal and mcnuggets because i’m too lazy to cook: haha yeah

In Defense of Elia Martell

I am writing this in response to a post “In Defense of Rhaegar Targaryen” by @crazyopinionatedwriterchick 

I am making it a separate post because it is rather long and I wanted to be able to tag it.

Before I say anything I just have to say there is a method of viewing to make Rhaegar seem less monstrous, and I will talk about that in the end of this post, but you definitely did not go that way.

There is a lot that is problematic in this post, I find it both misogynistic and racist, so lets take it step by step here. Your quotes will be in bold. 

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i found myself pushing pieces of who i am under our bed and in the closet.
hoping to be what he wanted,
to be the perfect woman for him
because i loved him.
i did stupid things to earn the love and affection that i craved from him.
i pulled myself apart until my hands were covered in blood
with flesh caught under my nails,
i smeared myself in vibrant paints in the image of a woman i could never hope to be.
i fought for his attention from the women he later said i needed to be,
setting who he wanted me to be farther away each time i came close to being perfect
under his love, i was a shell.
—  perfection (h.k)