i felt like doing this ok

arrenemris  asked:

oh and 73! honestly it gives some Kol vibes lmao

73: “Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?”

I feel like my writing is getting worse…fuck xD Probably because it’s 5 am! But hey there’s Kol yay! On FF 

Also, If you want me to do one!

Surprise, Surprise!

Caroline stepped out of the hot shower, covering herself with her cute pink towel she exited the bathroom. “AHHHHHHH! KOL! What the hell?”

“What is it darling?” Kol asked stretching his arms.

“Uhm…is there a - good - reason you’re naked in my bed?!” Caroline insisted.

“There is a reason, whether it’s good or not…is unclear…”

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okay basically for the first time i felt like the radfem community was getting on the toxic side and i wanted to chat bout it. i know i have like no followers and i don’t know as much as older radfems. also this video is a LITTLE bit liberal feminist gooey positivity shit but still try to take me seriously i’m begging u

this is ok to rb in fact pls do!!!
7 PEOPLE I WANT TO BECOME IN 2017 

1. The accountable and responsible grown up who doesn’t let pride come before reliability.

2. The girl who wakes up at the same time every morning and uses a planner and checks her calendar before making commitments.

3. The girl who drinks coffee when it’s convenient on a day out in a cafe or on a study day, not as a daily drug. The girl who drinks water every day and only drinks water.

4. An unapologetic warrior. The type who doesn’t feel weak for having bottled up emotions and doesn’t feel like a child being teased for everything. The type who is blunt and honest and confident enough to make anyone who questions her question why they ever felt it was ok to do so.

5. The girl who works out 5 times a week no matter what time of year it is or what sport season it is. Working out is for me not for the team. I can be a healthy and active person all year round and lend my commitment to sports when it’s time. 

6. The girl who makes her bed and does one thing every day. A day wasted in bed is a day someone else could have lived better. Someone else always wishes they had the resources and opportunities in my hands and a day wasted in bed dishonors my past and future. 

7. The girl who is hopeful. Hopeful for a better tomorrow every day and hopeful for all of the horrible weighing troubles to ease.
—  writtwithwitt 

anonymous asked:

Is Anxiety ok? He looked pretty down.

Yeah, it was a little bit of a realization that perhaps he might be the only facet of my personality that can let me down. As much as Anxiety tries to cover it up, there is the feeling of being the odd one out, and in this video, he also felt like he had made friends with Logan, but their exchange at the end made him feel otherwise. Anxiety does make me feel nervous about certain things I’m doing, if I’m doing them correctly, and if people will enjoy them, but there’s another layer to Anxiety that will definitely need to be explored and that will happen in a future video.

what the FUCK on g-ds green earth is this! theres a bun in there. cheese . MEAT. and youre putting it in ice cream youre just chopping it up and putting it in ice cream!! youre going to have ground beef ice cream with cheese and soggy bread. WHY would you do this. i am REPULSED on a level ive never felt before. like oh yum mcicecream! why dont you mix a filet o fish in there while youre at it? theres fucking ketchup on there too. i can never go back to a state of not having seen this video and i mourn that. im going to be thinking on this video on my deathbed. my last words are going to be “hamburger ice cream” what the fuck

The responses to @enoughtohold’s post about how weird straight ppl react to someone casually outing themselves are so telling like they think lgbt ppl constantly do this dramatic ‘I have to tell you something very personal, I am a Homosexual!’ to every new person they meet like do you not understand that everytime I talk about my regular day to day life I have to either say 'my wife/my gf’ or lie??

So here is some advice: if someone you’re close with tells you somewhat formally that they are coming out to you as lgbt then you say 'I’m so glad you felt comfortable sharing that with me, I love you’ and if someone you (clearly) barely know says 'so yeah I have to go in a bit because I’m meeting my <same gender partner>’ you say 'ok cool see you tomorrow’ or whatever. Like someone casually mentioning their gay relationship isn’t the moment to go all out with your ally bullshit, they’re not Coming Out to you they’re just talking about their lives

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About half a year ago, I reflected on my life and decided that I spent a lot of time alone, behind my computer. It’s where I feel safest and get the most work done. I felt like it was time for something new - to go out into the world, meet people, and share knowledge in a new way. So I attended Abunaicon here in the Netherlands. It was my first time showing up at an event of that size as “Loish”, to do a live demonstration of my drawing process and to sign books. I was so terrified! I was literally shaking as I walked in. Although I knew it would be ok, deep down inside I was scared that everyone would be disappointed.

But it was amazing! The people I met were kind, supportive, and genuinely interested in how I work. So then I went to FACTS in Gent, to draw on a massive stage with a microphone attached to my head. It was so scary but so rewarding! Soon after, I did a live drawing session at KLIK animation festival. I realized that participating in events like this was not only a career move, but also to meet new people and reconnect with old friends. I just returned from CTNX, my fourth event, and I’m just so sad that it’s over. It was so incredible and I don’t think I’ve ever made so many new friends in such a short amount of time!

I’ve heard people say that the internet isolates people and keeps real friendships from growing. I’ve experienced the opposite. I’ve made so many friends online, and now I’m meeting these friends face-to-face. I have to say, the experience is just.. incredible. Thanks so much to everyone who came and said hi in these recent months, and who shared their story with me! I couldn’t be happier right now, or more grateful. And to those I haven’t met face-to-face yet, I look forward to someday meeting you - your support on the internet means so much to me! You guys are the best!!!

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“All the better, then! Just think of marrying me as your punishment!” 

“I’m not as big a fool as you! I… I wouldn’t… think of that as punishment.”

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#these two scenes imo show exactly why shaw considers root her safe place #let me explain why #so the first gif is just the most serene and content i’ve ever seen shaw #like ever #she’s in eternal bliss and all root is doing is rubbing her back #look at her lip bite #she couldn’t be more of a cat purring in this moment #and then onto the second gif #shaw would legit be on her death bed swearing she’s ok or that nothing is wrong #that’s just how stubborn she is #but in the second gif she actually admitted that she didn’t know if she was ok #the only person she felt comfortable enough to admit that to was root #she’s never been this vulnerable with anyone else #but she loves root and she trusts her so it was just easy for her #what i’m saying is… #they will never not fuck me up

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ok like i decided to re-re-re-design some re-designs i had before XD…. hahahah i kinda sorry.. but i think i finally got it like i wanted!

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GUYS. GUYS. It’s happening. It happened! HOW ARE Y’ALL FEELING? I KNOW I’VE NEVER FELT MORE ALIVE. It’s like I’ve just reached some kind of fujo milestone…I will never be the same. 

Since I’ve pulled my face out of my keyboard I thought I’d meta a little about what’s going and just flail over some of my favorite things in this. OK? Okaaaay. *fingerguns*

First of all, Doumeki is continuously more gentle than Yashiro can handle and that’s cracking Yashiro into little pieces. Case and point:

Every chapter has a plethora of New Yashiro Faces and once again, Yoneda Kou delivers. Yashiro just looks so damn lost and vulnerable and scared, but there’s Doumeki, reaching out to touch him, to reassure and cup his cheek.

Also, I just lovelovelove that they face each other during sex:

Yashiro looks almost happy here, look how he hangs on to Doumeki. And Doumeki’s face against Yashiro’s neck I’m gonna sue these panels for my death.

Then Doumeki takes his pants off and they change postion.

Doumeki’s back is divine. And remember that while Yashiro has passed out and slept a few times, no one in the fandom has seen Doumeki sleep in the last 50 chapters. So we get Cute Sleeping Doumeki Face this time around.

While Doumeki is passed out, the little cracks in Yashiro finally blow wide open and he goes over his past. This one panel was masterful:

His uncle is a black shadow, as he should be, and Yashiro is so young and pure. The contrast of light/dark just stabs you right through, along with Yashiro crying.

When was the last time Yashiro cried? At the end of Tadoyoedo, which relates nicely to the cover page for chapter 23.  

And why is Yashiro crying? Because he’s starting to feel. He has shut down all his emotions, all his trauma, so that he can function over the years and the love that Doumeki has stirred in him is bringing that to life again. It never goes away, it just waits until you deal with it. Plus, you can’t just choose which feelings to feel, if you want to feel one then you get to feel them all. Also, Yashiro is starting to realize just how fucked up everything was that happened to him. He jokes about it, yes, but to really process it is hard, and he never has until now.

Honestly I’m so thankful Yashiro has Doumeki to love him, he needs someone to treasure him and worship him and treat him like he should’ve been treated from the start. And Doumeki loves him regardless of everything he’s seen, regardless of what Yashiro’s done to turn him away, so he’s there for the long run and that kind of stablilty and safety is exactly what Yashiro needs to begin healing.

Finally, the panel that really killed me was when Doumeki leaned down to kiss Yashiro. It’s so tender I will never forgive Yoneda Kou for ruining my life. We should all form a support group for the feels we have after this.

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a birthday gift for @succulent-sam!! happy birthday, gabby!!! I hope you enjoy this little canon ‘verse happiness. <3

now on AO3!

“Do you always understand everything you feel?” Cas asked, one day.

He thought, obscurely, that Spring was the right time for a question like this; or at least this Spring was - a Spring that felt fresh and light and hazy, still dazed by the wonder of Winter’s passing. Dean, sitting in the car beside him, looked washed out by it - or rather, washed clean, Cas supposed he meant. Softened, in any case.

“How d’you mean?” Dean said. He turned to Cas, the bright sun shrinking out the darkness in his eyes - turning them green. Green like go-lights, green like mazes - no, gentler than both of those; green like the water-full leaves of succulent plants. Green like book covers, like peppermint-flavour candies.

“I mean… do you ever feel something that you can’t explain? Something… ineffable?”

Dean pressed his lips together. Cas wondered if he needed to explain the word ‘ineffable’.

“Nah?” he said. “I guess most of what I feel, I know what to call it. I don’t always like it, but at least I know what it is.”

Cas nodded seriously. Dean let the silence rest for a while as they cruised down the Spring-morning road.

“What about you?” he said eventually.

Cas lifted a shoulder.

“I… have a thousand words for how things feel,” he said, “and a thousand things to feel within me. But I… I cannot make them match.”

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My Name, My Clothes, and HRT

Just want to throw this out there!

Thank you all so much for your support and well-wishing lately, I really do appreciate every bit of it!  You can imagine how scary it is to come out as a transwoman, especially when there’s thousands of eyes on you on a regular basis.

But I just wanted to say that what clothes I wear shouldn’t matter to my identity, and I know quite a few people get confused by that (and that’s totally ok!), but I’m a big proponent of “clothes shouldn’t be locked by gender” and you should wear whatever you like no matter what gender you are.

Do I want to grow my hair out?  Wear dresses or leggings?  Sure, why not!  But that doesn’t “make me a woman”!

I’m a woman because that’s what -I am-.  It’s how I feel, how I’ve always felt, it’s who I am and who I’ve always been.

I’m so happy to be out now, it’s extremely freeing and the support you’ve all given me has been so incredible that I feel very comfortable about being more and more myself outwardly how I’ve always felt inside.

So will you see me wearing dresses, skirts, leggings, etc?  I mean, probably because I like that stuff.  But gender isn’t defined by clothes, and it’s that’s really something important I want everyone to understand.

For my name, Kdin, it’s pretty gender neutral, and despite my problems I’ve had with it.  I’m keeping it.  It’s me, it’s part of who I am, and I do love it.  So I will stay Kdin, it was the name I was given at birth and I plan to keep it.  Some don’t keep their names, but I’ll be keeping mine cause I feel it fits me very well!

Now, onto HRT.  That’s a big one, and an extremely personal one.  If I decide to do HRT, it will be something for me, not for anyone else, because it’s something I feel I’d need to do.  When or if that will start is entirely up to me, and when I share that info is also up to me.  I’m a fairly open person, so if it happens, I’m sure you’ll all get your chance to know too and I feel very comfortably that I’d have your support in it!

So!  I hope that answers some questions, please still feel free to ask me questions, I love answering them!  I just wanted to put these major questions I’ve been getting asked to rest.

when ppl describe having bpd as “literal hell” and all the sudden ur spiraling into panic bc is my life actually hell?? if it’s not, do i Not have bpd??? am i making this all up???? what does “normal” even feel like??? is what i’m feeling “normal”???? is my functioning even at all impaired, or is my level of dysfunction “normal”??????? did things used to feel worse????? bc i can’t remember at all what i’ve felt before????????? who would i be without my bpd label???? who am i???? am i ok??????????