i just cannot with your face

how terrifying, to be aging and girl. at 18 i was told by men that i was “the perfect age,” and i still thought it was a compliment. is it because at 20 i figured out how sharp those words were. i felt old at 21, felt like if grey hairs came and my spine cracked i was done for. how scary. i am reminded constantly by “realistic” ideas in fantasy novels that i should have five kids.

my life feels short. like it is squeezed into my twenties. like at 30 i become ghost, just another mother or hard worker or both, just another background character. like if i am not settled and making a difference by 27 i should just give up already. is this something men feel? like a clock is painted on their back, one hand warning: your beauty is something you are valued for and it is something you cannot get back.

and why was i only beautiful, i wonder, at 18 on a riverbank. i’m told often my childish face is a blessing. that i shouldn’t want to look older. one told me i was a trap falling: “you look young but you’re not” he said to me, “it kind of led me on”. am i not young? 

maybe i am wrong. maybe it’s just how we all feel, getting old, like time is slipping from us. maybe men do worry that they will be alone forever if they don’t settle by thirty, maybe it’s even because they think they’ll turn ugly. maybe we all squish our lives into that incredibly young decade. what do i know. i’m still learning.

My reason of how I cannot draw Mark fuckin’ Fischbach’s facial Region.

I cannot draw guys for shit, no matter how damn hard I fuckin’ try. This guy’s got the face of what many would depict as a greek god, or like a roman statue. He’s got a very defined facehole, with a jaw that could cut the string of life like in Hercules. He has a chiseled jaw that could decapitate a stone statue’s head, and it’s just… 

SO FUCKING HARD

@markiplier HOW DO YOU LIVE WITH A FACE THAT WAS CHISELED BY THE LORDS OF THE COSMOS

HOW DOES YOUR FACEHOLE DEFINE JUSTICE

HOW IS IT SO… DEFINED

WHAT IS YOUR FECKIN’ SECRETS

I NEED TO KNOW

FOR 18 YEARS, I’VE BEEN SHEDDING BLOOD, SWEAT, SOUL FLAKES, AND TEARS TO MAKE MY ART NOT JUST DETAILED TO THE T, BUT TO MAKE IT ABSOLUTELY PERFECT

YOUR FACEHOLE FRUSTRATES ME, MARK

THE ONLY THING KEEPING ME TO YOUR CHANNEL IS DICK JOKES AND MEMES

THIS IS HOW FAR I COME

TO BE BESTED YET PLEASED BY A MAN OF DIFFICULT FACIAL REGION GEOGRAPHY AND FEATURES

I’M GOING BACK TO DRAWING HOOTTUBES SHITTING STARS NOW

Out Of Context Critical Role Sentence Starters

“Seventeen! Puke on those fucking guards!“ 

 "I would like to buy your hair for a hundred gold pieces." 

 "You can’t walk off in the middle of hide-and-seek again! I’ve been in a barrel for an hour, I fell asleep in there!" 

 "I am a little evil magnet." 

 "Do you want to do a reach-around and see if you get a handful of wooden boob?" 

 "I show him my ass and I leave." 

 "I once saw him kill a man with his taint." 

 "I covered my hand in ink and, yeah…" 

 "My name is Burt Reynolds and that offends me." 

 "Your hands are just covered in piss now." 

 "I bury my shame." 

 "Don’t worry, I still have my lips." 

 "You realize that I was born to shove things in holes…" 

 "Vomit on those bitches." 

 "I’m the most wicked narwhal of all time!" 

 "Some people have no sense of FUCKING HONOR." 

 "You’ll leave when Burt Reynolds tells you to leave." 

 "Remember that time you killed a kid?" 

 "Turn around 180 degrees then run as fast as you can." 

 "I’m just sitting in the corner going HAHAHAHAHAA!" 

"The butt flap is down." 

 "It’s not sexual at all, I’m not attracted to you! Like literally if it happened I would be ill." 

 "Alright, I’ll whip it out again." 

 "Hey, _____. How much XP would _____ get for drowning an entire cargo hold of slave children?" 

 "What’s the term for when your penis is inverted?" 

 "Roses are red, violets are blue. We’re both gnomes and you are sooooo foxy.”

 "He smells of sandalwood. And dismissiveness.“ 

 "And my thoughts are still fuck you, no way, bye-bye." 

 "You’re right! He is no hollaback gnome." 

 "We don’t do anything with dignity!”

 ”_____’s lifeless corpse has a pool of urine around it.“ 

 "Nobody sweating more than is…you know necessary when being threatened by a big fuck-off dragon.“ 

 "Hit him in the arse!" 

 "Most of what I do is long and hard." 

 "I just got one of those terrible ideas I get on occasion." 

 "I died as I lived. Hard." 

 "I’m gonna dominate the guy in front." 

 "YOUR SOUL IS FORFEIT." 

 "Fancy fancy mustache that you cannot wipe off your face!" 

 "Hey, look! I found a hole!" 

 "Oh! I got hit with his dick!" 

 "I’ll just punch him in his dragon face." 

 "I’m going to stand over here and fail to stay in character." 

 "Nothing can go wrong. This is a great idea!" 

 "He was trying to corrupt my soul or whatever…but good luck with that." 

 "You were like a dick in a box." 

 "This probably isn’t a good idea but…whatever." 

 "Will you come check this hatch for boobies?”

me in my head: oooooh my goD he is so CUTE AND HANDSOME and idk how to cope like i cannot deal with this LOOK AT HIM I WANT TO KISS HIS SHINY NOSE AND HIS LIL CHEEKS AND HIS BEAUTIFUL FACE HE’S SO FUCKING CUTE how can anyone be so SOFT AND HOT AT THE SAME TIME must be an angel must be handcrafted by the gods the boy is just too good to be true pls just rip my heart out it is yours to keep and you know what take my soul too while you’re at it

me in my tags: yoongi. bts. he looks so cute.

There’s a Ball?

So, this was a prompt. I have included the ask at the very end this time because I don’t want to give away the spoiler! Another one that was slightly longer than expected. Oh well. 

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            “Did you hear?” A boy whispered in delight, voice echoing around the now silent corridor. Draco rolled his eyes heavily. What was with immature people being obsessed with gossip? One would think that there would be better things to talk about than mindless shite.

             “Harry Potter is coming back for the Remembrance Ball next month!”

               Draco froze as he fought the urge to demand the boy to spill his sources. It wouldn’t do well to bring himself attention, especially about Potter.

               Excited whispers broke out as they all waited for Slughorn to open his door for class.

               “Where did you hear that?” Smith asked doubtfully. “Someone else brought up Potter at the beginning of the year but it turned out to be false.”

               For once, Draco was rather grateful for the Hufflepuff’s insight. He just hoped that it wouldn’t be a recurring thing.

               “I overheard McGonagall telling Flitwick about it when I was passing by the staffroom.”

               Draco furrowed his brows. If Potter was stopping by for a visit, Granger or Weasley would have acted like it, wouldn’t they? He shot a look towards Granger, who had a book on Modern Goat Conspiracy Theories compared to Anciently Deceased Theories open in one hand and their Potion’s book in the other. Surely, she couldn’t be reading both, right? Weasley had his head resting on Granger’s shoulder and appeared to be asleep. His mouth was open and Draco was pretty sure he saw drool.

               The clang of the door opening had Draco putting this behind him. It was no doubt just gossip.

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               “If Potter is coming back for the ball, who do you think will be his date?” Abbott asked as Draco sighed heavily, a few seats away from her in History of Magic.

               “Who says he has to have a date?” Macmillan asked with a scoff. “I’m going stag and there’s nothing wrong with that.”

               Finch-Fletchley snorted loudly. “You’re going stag because everyone you asked turned you down.”

               Draco was incredibly sick of everyone talking about Potter. This was getting out of hand. What was with everyone being obsessed with the savior? Merlin, there had to be better things to talk about.

               “That’s because he is blind to Abbott’s desperate pining after him.” Draco snarked, not bothering to turn around. He was just fed up with the whole conversation.

               There was a stunned silence that filled the room. Macmillan sounded as if he was choking on his own tongue and that was certainly the highlight to Draco’s day.

               “Is—Is Malfoy telling the truth?” Macmillan whispered, sounding awed. As if he hadn’t noticed that the girl had been in love with him for seven years.

               “I—umm.”

              Draco spared a miniscule moment of guilt as the girl sounded positively miserable. But it was for the best. He knew how this would end. And really, what was a little pain as long as it ended in happiness? Well, if they actually lasted as a couple that is. As a realist, he predicted those two would break up after one or two children.

               “Would you like to go to the ball with me?” Macmillan’s tone was scared, which had Draco rolling his eyes.

               “Yes!” Abbott squeaked out far louder than was necessary, causing Draco to nod approvingly.

               And if a small smile also escaped, well, no one had to know.

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Our boy who always eat food from convenience store and room service finally get exposed to real food ^0^ And he even tried to sing to mess with Nobu :O XD (x)

And here’s for anyone who want to hear the song Yuzuru mimicked XD

Rural village in Middle Ages England

poor single mother of 3, to her eldest son: boy…… will you please go to the well and bring your youth brother a pale of water? he is dying
eldest son: mother i cannot!!! he is back… i just cannot face him once more…
meanwhile at the well…

Humans are Weird

So, I just thought of my own humans-are-the-weird-ones thing. What if humans were the only race to develop clothing and other things that are used simply to change our appearance. The other races don’t use clothing for protection from their home environments, and use vehicles for exploring non-native environments. Armor exists, but in a non-ornamental way, and generally doesn’t do much to change appearance, or is at least non-individualized. Makeup and nail polish are unknown, though tattoos and piercings are known to be used by some cultures for ranking and identification purposes and are not used ornamentally by any race other than humans. Hairstyles are not unknown, but are all generally for practical (keep it out of the way! I need insulation! I need shade!) reasons.

At first, aliens just think that there are a lot more humans than there really are, that humans that look alike with small differences are just family members, and that humans just naturally tend to be known solely by their family name. (Like, Alien “Ralph” meets Human “Bella Tailor” one day, sees her the next day in a different outfit, and thinks that he/she is meeting a relative of the human he/she met earlier, and that their family name is “BellaTailor.”)

Humans, at first, just thought that aliens were terrible at matching faces and names… and that they were apparently all nudists, but hey, who cares? Different cultures and races and all that, you know.


“Hello, BellaTailor. My name is Ralph. I believe I met your relative the other day. How is she doing?”

“I do not have a sister, Ralph. You must be mistaken.”

“That cannot be! She looks just like you, only more… pink, I believe is the correct color-word… and has your name! You must be relatives! It would be too much of a coincidence for you to not be related!”

“Where… exactly… did you meet my ‘sister’?” 

“Oh! We were on the same shuttle together. I must admit I am surprised; I thought that there was only one human on the ship’s roster.”

“Ralph, I am the human you met there. Remember how we talked about how uncomfortable those one-race-fits-all shuttle seats are?”

“But… no… you are different colors and patterns! This is a terrible joke. I wouldn’t suggest trying it on anyone else.”

“Dude, all I did was change my clothes. It’s not like I’m a whole ‘nother person, despite what commercials and such would have you believe.”

“Clothes?”

“Right… nudist… um… let me just… show you?”

Bella precedes to take off her top (not like they’ll care, they’re nudist anyway, right? eep, here goes nothing, really hope this is okay). Ralph thinks she means that they’re a race that sheds their skin, though he’s put out and puzzled over how no one mentioned that fact to anyone. After all, shedded skins can really clutter up an area, especially at the rate she seems to shed, though it could explain a few things. Bella, frustrated, puts her top back on, takes Ralph to her quarters, and shows him her clothing (which was still mostly packed due to limited storage space). Ralph finally sort-of understands, but the idea is totally trippy and weird to him.

“What did you think I brought so much luggage for?” 

“Well, I didn’t really want to pry, and your planet is… a bit… cluttered…”

*sigh* “Dude, I can’t… I just… urgh! WHY ME?!?!?!”


After many misunderstandings the aliens are brought to understand that humans can change their appearance in many ways, practically at-will. 

Then the whole issue of “camouflage” comes up. By this point, humans have developed advanced camouflage that automatically mimics the wearer’s surroundings. The other races react in various ways. Some are rather neutral about this discovery. Others are afraid. But many desire to obtain the art and secrets of “camouflage” for themselves. The earth and humans are now at the center of a conflict that borders on war - Intergalactic war. Because we’re the only race to have actually thought of camouflage. Thankfully, the other races begin to catch on before full-blown war is unleashed, but it is a very close thing.


@howtotrainyournana @crossroadsdimension Look! I came up with one! :D YAY for tired-brain-creativity! WHOOO (don’t really feel tired now, but I should be, and I know I will be when I have to wake up in four hours. :/ why does the coffee only seem to work when you actually want/need to sleep?)

house pairings + love songs

gryffindor + gryffindor: tear in my heart - twenty one pilots
  “ the songs on the radio are ok; but my taste in music is your face! ”

gryffindor + hufflepuff: thinking out loud - ed sheeran
  “ take me into your loving arms; kiss me under the light of a thousand stars. “

gryffindor + ravenclaw: just you and me - zee avi
 
 “ we can do it all together. ”

gryffindor + slytherin: howl - florence and the machine
  
“ until i wrap myself inside your arms i cannot rest. “

hufflepuff + hufflepuff: i’ll cover you from rent
   “ i’ve longed to discover something as true as this is. “

hufflepuff + ravenclaw: quiet - lights
  
“ i’m the one, there’s not too many. hold my hand to keep me steady. “

hufflepuff + slytherin: human - dodie clark ft. jon cozart
  “ i want to give you your grin, so tell me you can’t bear a room that i’m not in. “

ravenclaw + ravenclaw: crayola doesn’t make a color for your eyes
  “ there is no way i could possibly describe you. “

ravenclaw + slytherin: a girl, a boy, and a graveyard - j. messersmith
  “ life’s a game we’re meant to lose; but stick by me and i will stick by you. “

slytherin + slytherin: wolves without teeth - of monsters and men
 
“ it’s perfectly strange, you run in my veins. “

Comfort Inn Ending | 1

“It was you who Jungkook gave his heart to- that is, until the day you broke it. And it is you now, hoping that some faultlines can be repaired, and that some broken hearts can be put back together again.”

pairing: jungkook x reader
genre: angst, smut
wordcount: 3,158
inspiration

part one two | three | four | five | six | seven

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Since my food stamps post about the woman using food stamps while wearing a north face coat is circulating again I thought I’d throw something out there. The other day I was thrift shopping and I found a north face hoodie in my size. I payed 8 dollars for a hoodie that retails for 45-80 dollars. Just goes to show that you absolutely cannot judge someone’s status by what they are wearing. And even if you do go there, being poor does not mean you are undeserving of quality items. If you saved up to buy something nice that’s going to last longer than one of those thin Walmart jackets, you deserve it and that is nobody else’s business.

“I’ve never felt more understood.”

QUOTES/SAYINGS FOR HARRY POTTER CHARACTERS…

Golden Trio Era

Harry Potter
“You can only lose what you cling to.”
Hermione Granger
“You are unrepeatable. There is a magic about you that is all your own.”
Ron Weasley 
“It’s always darkest before the dawn.”
Neville Longbottom 
“Courage cannot erase out fear, courage is when we face our fear.”
Luna Lovegood 
“Everyone seems normal until you get to know them.”
Ginny Weasley 
“Though she be but little she is fierce.”
Draco Malfoy 
“I never wanted to be different. I just wanted to be me.”
Cedric Diggory
“And the only solution was to stand and fight.”
Oliver Wood
“Success isn’t something that just happens - success is learned, success is practiced, and then it is shared.”
Dean Thomas
“I’m in love with cities I’ve never been to and people I’ve never met.”
Seamus Finnigan
“Curiosity often leads to trouble.”
Lavender Brown
“There I just said it; I’m scared you’ll forget about me.”
Parvati Patil
“She’s got lions in her heart, a fire in her soul.”
Pansy Parkinson
“It would be too easy to say that I feel invisible. Instead, I feel painfully visible and entirely ignored.”
Blaise Zabini
“I’d like to remain a mystery.”
Fred Weasley
“You have a choice. Live or die. Every breath is a choice. Every minute is a choice. To be or not to be.”
George Weasley
“I’ll be alright. Just not tonight.”
Lee Jordan
“It’s better to cross the line and face the consequences than to just stare at the line the rest of your life.”

Marauder Era

James Potter
“We’re all just stories in the end.”
Sirius Black
“Nothing scares me anymore.”
Remus Lupin
“We accept the love we think we deserve.”
Peter Pettigrew
“We’re all just kids who grew up way too fast.”
Lily Evans
“We’re forever, aren’t we?”
Alice Longbottom
“It hurts me to think you’ve ever cried.”
Frank Longbottom
“Be by my side.”
Amos Diggory
“That day, we lost to fate.”
Marlene McKinnon
“Life’s tough. Get a helmet.”
Regulus Black
“All my friends are broken toys.”
Severus Snape
“I am the monster you created.”
Lucius Malfoy
“If I tremble, they are gonna eat me alive.”
Narcissa Malfoy
“She’s gone, but she’s everywhere.”
Bellatrix Lestrange
“Everything she does comes from this dark impulse. That’s what makes her so thrilling to watch.”

Next Gen.

Albus Severus Potter
“This one’s for the lonely child, broken hearted, running wild.”
Scorpius Malfoy
“I spend way to much time in my head.”
Rose Granger-Weasley
“She’s going to set the world ablaze.”
Teddy Lupin
“Nothing is what it used to be.”

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them

Newt Scamander
“Your awkwardness is adorable.”
Tina Goldstein
“I noticed everything. I just acted like I didn’t.”
Queenie Goldstein
“Yes, I like the way you smile with your eyes.”
Jacob Kowalski
“What if it’s not everything I dreamed it would be?”
Creedence Barebone
“How many times can I break until I shatter?”
Percival Graves
“The storm is coming but I don’t mind.”

AND MUCH MORE.

“How exactly did you get close to the Grandmaster?” Thor asked. Loki almost choked on his rations.

“Pardon?”

“How did you talk your way out of being thrown into the arena and into his favor?”

Loki felt himself flushing. “I didn’t,” he said. Thor frowned.

“Explain.”

And if I’d rather not? Loki exhaled. “I didn’t escape the arena. I won my first battle the way I always have, by means of trickery and magic. The crowd was less than entertained. Fortunately for me, the Grandmaster was. He thought I would be more entertaining not dying.”

Thor’s eyebrows twitched up. “So you became his court jester.”

Loki stiffened. “I did not.

“His concubine?”

Loki’s face flared. “What did she say to you,” he hissed. He was going to murder that - that-

No, he wasn’t.

Thor’s eyebrows dropped back down and now he looked a good deal less entertained. “You cannot be serious.

Loki’s face got hotter. “I did what I had to to survive,” he snapped. “I pegged him for a hedonistic, pleasure-seeking, petty tyrant the first time I saw him, and I wasn’t wrong.” Thor was staring at him like he’d never seen him before, and Loki began to feel the first prickles of shame.

“So you slept with him,” Thor said.

Not just him. “Yes,” Loki said almost defiantly. “I did. I don’t see what business it is of yours.”

Thor made a sort of growling noise in the back of his throat. “Maybe because I don’t like the idea - or the mental image - of my brother whoring himself out to that creature.

Loki was certain he must be bright red by now. Spitefully, he said, “it certainly wasn’t the worst sex I’ve ever had.”

Thor gave him a disgusted look. “Loki.

“Really,” Loki said, as lightly as he could manage. “It turned out he had some very creative ideas about-”

Thor threw something at his head.

this fic is going to be A Lot

To the good cis/white/hetero/male people who are treated poorly for things they cannot control...

Dear cis people,
I know a lot of you are scared to approach trans people or feel guilty for being yourself because there is a lot of hate towards cis people going around. I’m here to tell you that you are special, important, and not all of us are against you. I, and many others, are on your side.

Dear white people,
I know a lot of you are sick of being shut down or feeling like you don’t haveva right to stand up for yourself. I can only imagine what it must be like to experience prejudice but be told you’re racist for standing up for yourself. I’m here to tell you that you are special, important, and not all of us are against you. If anyone is racist towards you and you feel you can’t stand up for yourself, you can call on me and I will defend you.

Dear straight people,
I know if must suck to be stereotyped and have your orientation made out to be inferior. Your allyship to the LGBT community is not a waste and we could never have gotten where we are now without you. I’m here to tell you that you are special, important, and not all of us are against you. Your relationships are just as sweet, healthy, and important as gay people’s are and you deserve the same respect.

Dear men,
You are not inferior, bad, or oppressive. Your existence does not harm anyone and I know you have issues just like everyone else. It’s unfair for you to be silenced and stereotyped just because of your gender, something you cannot control and I am very sorry you face that. I’m here to tell you that you are special, important, and not all of us are against you. It’s okay to be yourself, speak your mind, and enjoy your life. Don’t let anyone take that away from you and don’t let people get you down.


Groups who advocate for equality and putting an end to prejudice should be the last ones spreading hate yet it’s become a huge issue in the last few years and the tables have flipped. Those who claimed oppression are now oppressing and it’s unfair. We aren’t all like this. A lot of us love and support others no matter who they are or how they are. We want true equality for EVERYONE and that means white people, cis people, heterosexuals, and men are part of the plan as well.

Seeing Stars

How long had it been? Four or Five Years since you became his caretaker? Five, but the last year seemed like a blur. A wonderful blur, but a blur nonetheless. Now, the merman considered you more than a friend or caregiver. You were his mate. And he made sure to show it and let any staff member know if they even looked at you with a lustful gaze.

He was a special case. He was sentient and had the ability to speak. Though he often refused to. So, the staff members allowed the relationship to form. And when your manager saw his drastic improvements - he urged you to take it much farther than just friends.

He was a deep sea Mermaid. Unlike the reef mermaids who were predominantly female and brightly colored. His skin was desaturated and light grey. His body was muscular, but athletic. He had: black hair, a Spiney tail with bioluminescent scales that formed a pattern, sharp teeth, webbed hands, and pink eyes that dilated and contracted in the light. And his species were predominantly male. They rarely ever came to the surface unless in need of help. This Merman however was caught in Reef Mermaid Territory and they nearly ripped him limb from limb. His injuries had been life threatening, but thankfully since he was a rather large size - he was able to the operated on and saved.

When his time came to be released back into the wild - he relented. He wanted to stay and learn more about humans. And the aquarium allowed it. In return he just had to show off every once in awhile for an audience; something he was fine with doing since it was only for an hour three times a day.

However, he was picky about his humans. Only certain ones could give him medical care. And only one could teach him. And that was you. And he fell for you very quickly. He would always bring you gifts or ask certain staff to give you cards he came up with. Or even give you a bag of his favorite human snacks. And in your fourth year, you started to fall for him slowly. He even gave himself a human name for you.

“Star?”

He didn’t understand the concept of gender. Biological sex yes, but gender was something he honestly didn’t care about.

You looked out and saw him break the surface his pink eyes just watching you. You watched him go back under. Something was up. You took off your jacket and set his meal aside. Then your shoes before carefully wading into the water.

He popped up again this time in front of you. He looked flustered.

“S-sorry.” he mumbled, “I’m not feeling the best today.”

“It’s alright, are you feeling feverish? Bloated or?” you asked him.

Your aquarium knew a lot about his biology, but there was one thing they could never figure out and that was mating cycles. They weren’t like most animals where it was yearly or even monthly. Their cycles had to build up. And something in the back of your head told you - you were about to find out all about his biological mating cycle.

“Bloated… is a very good word for this love.” he chuckled softly, “Tell me what is the moon phase?”

“Full, and the fifth Anniversary of you being here.” you said blinking curiously.

“Mmmm that would be it…” he said, “Love it would be wise if you were not in the pool with me. I’m sentient, but still wild in my own way.” he gently pushed you into the shallow end.

It clicked. And your face was crimson red.

“O-oh!” is all you said.

He nodded, “I don’t want to risk hurting you.”

You scrambled back a bit, and he followed, but was still a few feet away. He just gave you a gentle smile.

“Sweetheart, you know you can ask me anything right?” you asked him softly.

“I do, but I know not how human anatomy would work with mine. I cannot risk hurting you or feel the heartbreak of an unviable brood. This will pass I promise.” he said albeit eerily calmly.

He looked over and saw the bucket of fish and hummed. He grabbed it and devoured the entire thing. Which was odd for him as he was a light eater. Yet this time he left nothing but bones.

“I-i mean… if human males can inseminate the Reef Mermaids… it should work for us yes?” you asked him.

He licked his fingers, before cleaning up his mess and setting the bucket aside. He crawled up further to you. He smirked.

“See, they are built like whales or other fish. My kind… we’re a little different. Being all male we have a different system that can work with each others anatomy.”

A webbed hand ran up your abdomen and gently pushed it. Like as if he were testing something. He hummed idly.

“Technically we’ve not consummated - so… I-i…” you murmured.

He heard this and perked up looking down at you, eyes bright and surprised. His skin filled with blood and turned red, his bioluminescent parts lighting up. He seemed to really appreciate that offer. He lowered down and kissed you.

“Tell me are you truly that serious? My kind mates for life. And if we do this~” he cooed.

You giggled, “Of course, I love you Star.” you said throwing your arms around him. You pressed into him, “T-that and to be honest I am rather curious… if it hurts me in anyway we will stop.”

He chuckled and gently tugged at your wetsuit.

“Promise?” he asked, “And should I explain… or?”

“No, explaining anything. It might scare me off, if I have questions I’ll ask as we go along. And I promise.” you chuckled nervously reaching up and unzipping your suit to reveal your breasts.

“Alright, but if I don’t stop just punch me in the nose alright?” he asked.

You playfully roll your eyes, “Alright. Jesus, for a creature that’s not supposed to be intelligent you’re smarter than most of my species males.”

He chuckled and ripped off your suit deeming you were being too slow. “Well we do love our partners. They come first.”

He looked over your body, gently touching every area he could to get a gauge on what felt good for you. Your neck, your thighs, the small of your back,and even smaller areas most humans forgot about. When he found all your erogenous zones he went to work.

You were quite surprised by how quickly he found everything. You moaned when he nibbled at your neck and shuddered when he kneaded your breast. You could barely return the favor as you ran your hands down his chest and over the sensitive gills causing him to gasp slightly and moan. However when you got too eager and moved your hands lower he pinned him above your head.

“No, not yet.” he said groaning slightly, he just wanted to take you, but he knew enough about humans to know they needed a little help to be prepared for sex.

You pouted and huffed, but respected his wishes and he let go. You leaned up and kissed him, but this time there was a thick mucus like substance. It tasted like kelp.

He chuckled, “Trust me darling you might not like the taste, but it’s going to make this process much easier and far more enjoyable for you. Now, since you’re about as clueless as I am on anatomy, please present yourself.”

You chuckled and nodded, “You’re sweet, Star.”

He just smiled down at you, “No, that would be you. You’ve been nothing, but kind to me since coming here.” he pushed himself back fully, examining you. This was rather different. So, many choices. What to play with first.

A cramp in his abdomen made his choice for him. There wasn’t anytime to experiment, this was getting painful for the merman. He needed to release his eggs and soon.

He gently rubbed two fingers over your folds causing your hips to buck up. You whimpered softly.

“O-okay, see the soft nub at top? That is a very sensitive place for us, and the middle hole? Thats our-”

“Mmm needn’t say anymore love.”

Before you knew it, your legs were over his shoulders and his long tongue was working you. The mucus made everything so warm that all you could do was moan as the pleasure became stronger.

When he nibbled and sucked at your clit you cried out in pleasure. Your hands reaching into his: medium length, black, wet hair. You pushed your hips into him. Guiding him as he asked what your liked. Of course, you hadn’t known at first due to inexperienced partners in the past, but oh boy you were beginning to find out.

“P-please just let me ride your tongue.” you moaned out softly.

“Mmm my pleasure dear.” he said and pushed what he could of his tongue into you. Salivating even more at your taste.

It formed more mucus that made your insides warm and seep in its own natural lubricants. And if that wasn’t enough when he started moving it, you felt like you were going to go right over the edge. Yet, no matter how much he teased you couldn’t. Even with the mucus causing your pleasure sensors to reach unbelievable heights.

When Star was satisfied he pulled away, he looked at how dazed you looked and then down at how soaked and engorged you were. Even your clit had enlarged before it had been barely visible, but now - it was triple in size and that’s what he had wanted. You whined spreading your legs more.

You were a little embarrassed, but heavens it felt wonderful and you trusted him not to belittle you for being so needy. He leaned over and bit your breast leaving some teeth marks, he sucked and gently pulled causing your back to arch.

“F-fuck Star!! Please…. Stop teasing.” you cried out.

He pulled away and licked up the blood. The mucus stopped the bleeding immediately. Good, he had no worries everything was compatible so far.

“Sweetheart, we can not do it like this, I will crush you.” he chuckled lifting your head.

You nodded, wrapping your arms around his neck and chuckled.

“How is it you can turn me into a goopy mess?” you smiled and kissed him, your core still aching.

“Mmm usually I ask that.” he said and looked around, he found a rock out of view, and gently took you to it. He carefully got onto it and then got you situated as well.


“H-heh so like this?” you asked, “M-makes sense since I can’t… nggh breath underwater.”

“Are you okay?” he asked a bit worried.

“I’m fine just… please…” you whimpered.

“First look down.” he cooed softly, he had been very good about hiding his arousal, but now some of it was peaking out, “You get to curb your curiosity.”

You scooted a little and looked down between you and smirked seeing it. So, it was fairly standard to most whales and dolphins. That made you less nervous. You hummed moving your hands down and rubbed around it looking up seeing his eyes were closed.You giggled and grinded on him and looked down seeing it fully emerge. It was hard to miss against his black scales. It was a flushed pink that matched his bioluminescence.

Your face flushed, oh he was large. No wonder he was worried. You snickered gently wrapping a hand around it, and felt all of the delicious ribs. The tip was thin and tapered which would make this a little bit easier, the base was slightly bulbous which confused you, but you rolled with it. You heard your mate moaning your name softly his pink bioluminescent features gently rolling in a soft soothing pattern.

You went a bit harder and faster, when his eyes shot open. You saw this look and stopped immediately. He grunted softly and sat up slightly pulling you into a kiss. You shuddered and kissed him back moaning when he shoved his tongue into your mouth. You felt his hands move you over him.

“Are you ready?” he purred softly, “Now remember if this is successful you may not be able to go back to a normal life. Nor can we break our bond.”

“I Understand love, just please, be gentle.” you said smiling.

“I love you.” he said and kissed you.

“I love you too.” you kissed him back, “I-i do have one request, could I maybe face the other way. You are a bit large so it will be easier.”

He nodded smiling, “Of course dear.”

He shifted you around carefully so your back was against his chest and his head rested on your shoulder before he gently lowered you onto him, his mucus and your own lubricants made the shift painless. And each little rib hit all the right places inside. You moaned out and leaned back slightly and began grinding into him. He did what he could, but you had to put out most of the work. Maybe one day they’d have a breathing apparatus you could use this would be much easier. For now this would have to do. You panted as you moved your hips, but you were wearing out rather quickly. It was then that you felt your mate’s hands come around your hips and begin lifting and plunging you onto him.

You leaned back onto his chest, arm slung back to stroke his cheek. Your breathing was becoming hard. You could feel your body coming so close. But, it was still so far and it was frustrating. Even with the rougher and faster pace your body was just not reaching.

“S-star please, I want to cum so badly.” you moaned.

He smirked, you were begging and it was kind of cute. A nice reversal as well, usually he was the one begging for attention. He hummed gently working himself deeper and deeper, the thin tip pressing pass the cervix he came to a grind not wanting to risk hurting you. He moved his hands around to spread your lips apart and rubbed at your engorged clit taking the large nub between his fingers giving you a mini handjob. If this was going to work, he needed to knot you during an orgasm so nothing spilled out. He grunted bumping into you faster his knot growing his fingers working your engorged clit more and more until.

“STAR!” you arched back and came clenching around him, barely even noticing the knot inside locking you into place until you tried to lift your hips and cried out again, you kept grinding into your mate setting off his own orgasm and moaned feeling the warm liquid seep into you. There was an unusual pressure however.

You glanced back at him, “L-love?”

He just kissed you gently, “Is it uncomfortable?”

“No, just odd…” you breathed whimpering it still felt oh so good, “How far are you in me?”

“Past your barriers darling.” he cooed moaning softly, gently grinding into you, “We’re not done yet.”

You were shocked by this, at least until you felt the knot expand even more, spreading you out. You felt little bumps in his shaft and it hit you what was happening. And now you knew exactly why he was concerned. However you were in too much pleasure to even care.

“Ahh.. fuck please fill me up.” you whimpered as he bit into your neck and thrusted only once and the eggs started moving into you. Every time one popped in you felt heavier and heavier. You noted his stomach flattened out as yours got bigger. You begged for more, but as soon as your womb was full, but not stretched too far that was all he had, he rammed into you bringing you to another orgasm as well as himself filling you up with more fluid to round out the small pooch you did have.

You cried out his name as he pulled away from your neck and licked it. Once he was down from his high he immediately tended to you.

“Sweetie, are you okay?” he asked rubbing a hand over your now obviously bloated abdomen.

You managed a nod as you felt his knot decreasing and him slipping out of you, which made you whine. You wanted more, “Mmm it feels so good still.”

He kissed your shoulder and gently rubbed your clit, it was still engorged, the mucus was almost washed off though perhaps he could bring you to another orgasm. “Patience love.” he hummed and rubbed at it, making sure to hit all the right places until you came again shaking against him.

He pulled away when you cooled off and just rubbed your abdomen, “Oh my my, you took the entire brood! Oh, they’re going to be so cute. Your dna mixed with mine.” he was just fawning over you now. He nuzzled your cheek and licked it, “I must get a bed put in here for you! Or a pool  in your place for me! I want to be there watching you grow as you carry my fry.”

Your face flushed as you leaned back onto him looking at your own abdomen you looked four to five months pregnant. “H-how big will they get?” you asked worried.

“Not very, they will fill up their egg, maybe double in size. You’ll lay them and then they’ll hatch!” he hummed, rubbing your abdomen.

“O-oh good… my body can handle that.” you chuckled smiling, you looked back at him, “You really think I look good like this?”

“You do.” he cooed kissing your lips, “Maybe next time there will be more!!”

“N-next time?” you asked.

“Mmm yes, once every five years we must somehow remove our brood whether it’s implanting or naturally disposing of them…” he hummed kissing your neck, “And please don’t stress, not many survive. It’s not like you’ll have dozens of babies. And not all mating cycles work… to be honest… if they are viable it’ll be my first time too.”

You actually felt kind of sad, but understood what he meant, you nodded, “I actually like this feeling…” you smiled and looked back at him, “I love you Star.”

“I love you too.” he said and shifted so he could kiss you deeply and tenderly.

The months passed by and you had been able to talk the aquarium into letting Star take Parental leave until the small merbabies were able to function well and were healthy enough to be in the now expanded aquarium tank with their father. He was sitting in the salt water pool making sure his aquascaping would be safe for them. He even made a small area just incase they needed more time to hatch. He was so excited. He hummed and looked at the ring on his finger. It was his idea, he wanted to marry you in the human way since you went through with what his kind did for mating for life. Luckily since he was able to prove his sentience easily you were able to find a priest willing to do the ritual.

He looked over to you as you just relaxed in the shallow end of the pool. You looked about eight months pregnant now. He swam over sensing something in the air change and pushed himself up so he could be sitting with you. It was almost time.

He had been doing some reading on human births and found your systems were very - unethical as he called it. The pain he read about scared him, so he had a plan. He kissed your neck and up to your cheek giggling.

“Star, what are you….” you winced feeling the pressure in your abdomen.

There it was, Star cooed, “It is time I could smell it!!” he said and kissed you, “Darling, come into the water.”

You obliged and gently waded in. Star managed to push himself up enough to hit a button that would close any open blinds. Then another that dimmed the lights in the pool. He let the overhead lights stay the way they were since they weren’t very bright currently. He swam back over seeing you were already starting the breathing exercises. He was working up that kelp flavored mucus. He was hoping to make this as painless on you as possible. He hummed kissing your cheek sloppily.

“Darling take off your bottoms. I have an idea.” he said gently trying to reassure you.

You nodded and took off your swim skirt and set it to the side. The labor pains weren’t as severe as they could have been, but still had you close to tears. You were relieved when Star told you about his plan and hoped it would work. This was too much and it wasn’t just one baby it was a brood of eggs.

You felt star rubbing at your lips and groaned, what was he trying to pull? You weren’t in the mood for this. You looked down at him and he just pulled your legs over his shoulders.

“S-star what are you?”

“If the mucus worked before maybe it’ll work here.” he said before plunging his tongue into you.

Now that made sense and you felt your sore body immediately take in his little quick fix and warm itself into pleasure. Oh, if this was how it was going to be everytime viable or not you wanted him to stuff you with his brood every time. Within five minutes you were moaning out his name. Your vagina, lips and clit engorged even more than before. He spent about ten or so minutes doing this until you were an absolute mess of pleasure. He noted how long it would take you to become near unresponsive for future reference.

But, now came the fun part. Star shifted so he would be able to help adjust your legs into a proper position. He even moved his hand between your legs to hold your lips apart as he would’ve done for a another mer partner. However he decided to help coerce the eggs out and gently rub your clit and lips.

While this seemed odd you were grateful. You’d rather be put into a stupor with pleasure than pain. And would have to do something for him later. You felt the eggs line up in your canal and soon it came time to push. Stars fingers did not relent on your engorged clit. However each wave of pleasure helped you push a jumbo chicken sized egg out and through your vaginal canal into the water. Luckily they were rather spongy so they were able to gently and carefully fall to the bottom of the pool.

Stars little plan was working. It was making this process painless and much quicker than it would have been otherwise. He never let you come to orgasm. He mentioned something about saving that for the last few difficult ones, but you were to busy focusing on the pleasure and process of laying the eggs to really pay much mind. When you were nearing your ends he felt of your abdomen. Just as he thought. There were a few stragglers. However that just meant you’d get to enjoy yourself to the fullest.

“Almost done love, you can do this.” he cooed and kissed you nipping at your lips and neck before his hand moved from your vaginal lips to your two inch clit.

This caused you to scream in pleasure as your hips moved in time with his movements helping the trouble maker eggs line into your canal in a large bunch. He was rather rough with you causing your orgasm to be so powerful you squirted and the very last few eggs came out in one go.

He cooed softly and slowed everything to a stop and came up and laid your head in his lap. He stroked your wet hair, pink eyes looking down at your filled with absolute adoration that you could birth so many. He looked out at the pool and noted sadly; that a good 80% of the brood was unviable. They were floating a top, but that was alright. He would clean the mess later and more closely examine the others and cull the ones with any imperfections or the ones who wouldn’t survive.

He looked back down at you, your breathes heavy from the amount of work you just went through. You gently shifted so you could lay against his chest. Body now numb from everything you did. You looked up at him with tired eyes and smiled.

“Thank you, that little plan of yours helped so much. Mmmm and felt heavenly if I do say so myself. I could get used to this~” you said with a worn voice.

He chuckled and kissed you gently, rubbing your back, “You did good. I will be transporting them to their little place soon love. For now you need rest.” he said and smiled helping you get back into your swim skirt, “Not here though, I can’t risk you drowning.” he cooed. “I love you.”

“I love you to.” you said.

Carefully stood up and kissed him one last time before heading to your room. You had no idea what to expect when you woke up, you only knew that you were happy. You fell onto your bed not caring you were sopping went and fell asleep. You loved your merman husband and little soon to be children very much. And it was hard to believe it was all because of an assignment.

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Shit my wife has said to our cat, part 6

- Eat your gruel, orphan. Big Momma loves you.

- Is the devil your sponsor? Was he there as your midwife to usher you into this world?

- Are you poxed, you sunnovabitch? Look at him! He’s poxed!

- (singing) you’re just a chicken in a cat suiiiit!

               -(still singing, to the tune of Nelly Furtado’s hit single) I’m like a biiiird, a               chicken in cat suit! I can’t fly awayyyy! Cause chickens can’t flyyyyy.

- Throw some dirt on it! You’re terrible! You’re beautiful! You’re a gremlin! You’re so…. fucking CUTE.

- You love me so much and I don’t give a lick! That’s not true. I’d save you from a fire, I guess, if you were conveniently found. I mean, if you were waiting by the door I’d pick you up. 

- Kill the string! Murder it so it cannot have children.

- You just had to be an eyeball-sniffing bitch!

- Hi, buddy! How’s it going? We were just talking about wieners. Half of yours was cut off!

- You moved so I could hold your belly! Your belly is a superhighway to your butt! We learned about your body today, Miss Kitty! Science and anatomy! 

- You purr because you are full of bees, angry bees that you swallowed because you are the swallower of bee worlds. 

- Oh my God your face! Your stupid fucking face! You’re so cute? Put it in a box you stupid face. Face. FACE.

- That’s right! Big momma knows how to love you right! That should be the name of my boxcar band.

- You should be dipped in soapy water and used to clean dishes. At least you’d get a bath then, you little shit.

- You’re okay. No, no, you’re a shithead, but on my list of shitheads you’re pretty high up there.

- I just peed for like thirty minutes. My bladder was so full it was painful. And I’m telling you this, cat, because you seem to want to piss everywhere.

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

So about your family…

So we have all seen those stories about humans being super nice, or super strong, or witty, clever, adaptive, etc. But what if we were really none of these things? I mean not exceptionally of course. What if instead we were just morally absent, or had the capability to project said moral absence in the face of something greater, that other species just cannot compete with?



“Jo'skar, you have been captured during a terrorist attempt to bomb the Galactic Collective of Sentient Species Congress.”


Jo'skar didn’t care what this Faath had to say to him. He was going to prison if he was lucky, executed if he was not. It did not matter, because his objective had failed, and that meant that another would need to be sent in his place to impress upon the GCSS just how much they had angered several races on the Rim. And so he sat, staring daggers into his interviewer.



“Understand, Jo'skar, that you do not need to communicate with me. YOUR involvement has already been confirmed, and therefore sentence will be passed shortly likely resulting in your summary execution… However,” Jo'skar felt some trepidation at the pause here, especially considering how nervous the Faath seemed to be. “A relatively newly contacted species has requested the honor of questioning you for further information concerning your accomplices regarding any and all activities of a terroristic nature. Given their recent history, we are inclined to afford them the opportunity.” The Faath promptly stood up from his chair and left the interview room. Slowly, almost reluctantly for a slug-looking blue hat (where had he heard that term? It doesn’t matter…).


So Jo'skar sat, at least [15 minutes] before anything happened. It didn’t matter. They could put him in an ultra bright cell for months on end, blare the most annoying sounds for years, cut on him, crush him, try to seduce him, anything. None of it mattered for the cause. He was someone else than who they thought. Oh yes. He was Jo'skar, but he was someone else too. And they would never get to the core of that, as he had left his family behind, his identity, even changed his appearance so no one would recognise him. The Cause was safe.



Suddenly the heavy steel door opened, letting in an averaged sized being, mammalian, with a dark patch of fur on the top of its head and going down along the sides if its face to the chin, and on its upper lip. Considering the rest appeared hairless, it was a rather thick amount of fur just in those areas. Odd. The individual also appeared to be tired and not particularly interested in the job put before it. Jo'skar’s scales turned a lighter shade of brown in amusement. “THIS is the species to interview me? What a joke…” He thought as the mammal sat down opposite him and dropped the folder it was carrying as if a huge weight. Admittedly, a large folder perhaps [2 inches] thick but still just a folder.


“Sar'aal, sorry to be so late,” the mammal stated exasperated. Jo'skar flinched at the sound of his real name.


“Oh, I’m sorry. Jo'skar,” corrected the interviewer. Jo'skar relaxed a bit. Perhaps someone had used his real name as a pseudonym. “I’m getting a bit ahead of myself here. We haven’t got to the point of real names, have we?” Jo'skar immediately felt a bit of fear.


“My name is Jo'skar, and no other name will suffice,” he ventured, his first words since capture.


“Well that’s a shame for your mother, Ysildda, your father Kri'sna, your sisters Ommeli, Imutna, and Farryi, let alone your own family. I’m sure you know them. Erannha, and your children Kris'ka and Fr'atkha?” The being produced photographs of each individual as it stated their names. Almost in a bored fashion.


“You see, we humans are very good at counter terrorism operations. We had several decades dealing with our own terrorists, in fact. And where terrorists refuse to cooperate, we find it extremely difficult to protect their families, even if they have cut all ties with them,” the individual, now identified as human, stated. “So here is my proposal. And you only get it once. Answer any and all of my questions, or I cannot guarantee your family’s safety the next time the GCSS decides to go on a terrorist raid.”

Truth (NSFW)

Eggsy Unwin x Reader

Warnings: Smut

A/N: Fic brought to you by THIS song. So he doesn’t exactly admit he’s in Kingsmen because he would never actually be allowed to do so but he does his best. Also, have a gif of Eggsy, because I can’t get enough of Taron’s stupid fucking face. I apologize for any painful grammatical answers, it’s 3AM right now and if I don’t go to sleep I’m gonna die but I also wanna get this posted.

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anonymous asked:

how can i do my room to encourage positive energy to enter?? thank you!

There are lots of things you can do to encourage positive energy flow in your room! Here are just some of my top 25 personal favorites, these are totally personal:

  1. Use soothing, happy colors - warm, welcoming tones will bring positive energy to your room. Try only using colors found in nature, nothing too bright or garish 
  2. Use soothing lights -  Using natural light whenever possible will evoke positive energy, but candles and salt lamps are a good alternative
  3. Place your bed facing the doorway yet as far away from the doorway as possible - personally I feel negativity when I cannot see the door from my bed but that is just a personal preference
  4. Get rid of clutter - make your space as simple as possible. Clutter will only bring chaotic energy. Minimize your possessions to only what makes you happy. 
  5. Hang positive imagery over your bed - pictures of nature are a good option, as well as positive quotes or sayings
  6. Do not place too many mirrors in your room - One large mirror should be enough, but it should be covered at night. 
  7. Eliminate electronics - Only have what is necessary in your room. Too many electronics or extension cords fall under the clutter rule. 
  8. Use windows instead of air conditioning or fans - natural air flow brings positivity, so if you can get away with it just use a window to cool down.
  9. Use an oil diffusor, incense, or smoke cleanse - Cleaning out negative energy is a must. Cleanse your space as often as possible.
  10. Play soothing music - nature sounds are great for bringing healing, positive energy into your space
  11. Bring animals into your home - animals bring joy and happiness to us all. Fish are considered very soothing pets to watch, if you can afford to keep them.
  12. Add plants - plants clean out negative energies and impurities
  13. Add crystals - Adding crystals to all corners of your room and everywhere in-between is a great way to cleanse your space so that positive energy can enter. My favorite for room decor is amethyst. 
  14. Clean with safe, natural cleansers - Use vinegar or a simple soap instead of chemical-heavy cleaners to bring in positive energy.
  15. Set up an altar/meditation space - having spaces that evoke spiritual healing definitely help!
  16. Add happy pictures of friends and family - this one is a no brainer, happy images bring in positive energy
  17. Speak no ill words in your sleeping space - your words have power, don’t bring negative words into your room
  18. Use bells - bells can be used to ring in positive energy and cleanse a space of negativity
  19. Make sure your space is airy - though heavy brocades are quite pretty, light fabrics and furniture will allow air to flow through a space. Use more cotton! 
  20. Add decorations evoking the blessings of spirits - nature imagery as well as traditional witches tools and religious imagery seem to please spirits 
  21. Use as much wood as possible, eliminate metal decor - metal can dampen the flow of energy, use wood or natural stone or pottery
  22. Organize organize organize - if something does not have a place, eliminate it. It will just become clutter.
  23. Create a room where company will feel welcome - add seating and an area where you can entertain company. Positivity follows friends!
  24. Only allow beautiful things in your space - positive energy comes from loving what is in your space. If you do not find something beautiful in some way, it is clutter.
  25. Add welcoming scents - scents that speak of home cooking and lovely flowers evoke positive energy! My favorite is vanilla but all are good

You can also Feng Shui your bedroom to add positive energy flow! I am not an expert on Feng Shui but I do use some of its principals in my own space. I would read up on the topic and see if Feng Shui is right for you.

Hope this helps! 

The Body Through Time

Author: @eradikeats-writes as part of Bangtan University - a series of ongoing one shots with @kpopfanfictrash

Creative Content Contributors: @daegusoftboys (providing us with exquisite moodboards)

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader (oc; female)

Summary: When you’re offered a job as the graduate assistant for the Art History department at Bangtan University, it is a requirement for the department to sign their approval on the paperwork. You have one signature left and, unfortunately, he doesn’t want to see you. At all. 

Rating: NC-17

Warning: explicit sex; explicit language; angst

Word Count: 10,947 (end me)

Two hours. That’s how long you’ve been standing outside the building, staring at the glass doors as your warped reflection slides in and out of view.

Two hours spent in the warm sunshine, a slight sunburn starting to form on the tip of your nose.

Two hours reminding yourself that this is for your career. Reminding yourself that this choice is not about him, it was never about him. That even if he didn’t work here, you’d still pick this university because it’s the best and it’s the only place your career will thrive.

Two hours telling yourself you’re strong enough to see his face. That one look at his full lips and warm eyes won’t send your knees to the floor, collapsing beneath the weight of your desire, not like it used to.

Not anymore.

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