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hi everyone! so i originally wanted to do this to celebrate hitting 500 followers but i gained like 150 while i was on hiatus which is honestly?? insane?? i already felt blessed to hit five hundred since the account was only created a few weeks before that, but the fact that this many people let me be on their dashes while i was literally inactive is honestly a huge honour. so to thank that and all the incredible love i’ve received from my mutuals and others in the short time i’ve been here, i present you:

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“You have married an Icarus,

He has flown too close to the Sun…”

Dear Dreamworks and Studio Mir,

This probably won’t reach any of you people, but I just want to say on behalf of the whole VLD fandom(or at least the reasonable part of it) - we’re sorry.
We’ve been giving you a whole lot of bullshit lately, well, actually there was a little bullshit since the very beginning but now it escalated terribly, but the point is that you did not deserve this. No one does. I am sorry for all the discourses and ridiculous behavior, constant whining, bitching and complaining and generally I am- we all are - sorry about being so fucking extra 96% of the time.
We are especially sorry about the leaks and all the drama caused over them. It really isn’t fair from us to be like this.
Our, most deepest, sincerest apologies,

The VLD fandom(or at least all the reasonable members)

PS: I understand ppl who see this will be like ‘who does she think she is talking like this as if she some ambassador or something’ and you wouldn’t be entirely wrong but I just felt like it would be right to say something. The least we owe is an apology. So yea, once again, SORRY, SO MUCH SORRY.

My boi ❤️

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anonymous asked:

your art is so nice I don't know why you're wasting it on lazy town??

y’see it’s because i can draw whatever the heck i wanna. for example, tonight i felt like drawing this:

and if you think that’s a waste of my artistic skill then i dunno man

"Actually, can I ride you?"

YO sO I Wrote A FIc anD it’s SmuT Im GoINg StrAIght To HELL i HoPE to See u alL ThEre alONG wITh dan ANd PhIl excePT tHEY arE Not GOIng stRaiGHt to HelL cUz thEY Be NOt stRaighT oOps

Also I am a child what am I doing with my life and this is my first fic and i can’t write if my life depended on it so ignore the mistakes also I haven’t reread it so :c
Tags?: SMUT (yes we r all sinners oops), masturbation, high school au I guess, riding and idk I kinda forgot what happens haha
Anyway read it if u want here we go.

Dan and Phil were in school. They hated it. They were both bullied for being gay. They were both teased for their relationship. They hated everything about to school. It felt like them vs the world, like everyone was against them. It was lunch and dan and Phil were both sat outside on the bench under the tree which was their usual spot. “Do you still want to come over tonight?” Dan asked while cuddled up to Phil. “Ye.” Phil relied. “You might as well stay the night, I’ll ask my mum.” Dan said as he grabbed his phone and texted his mum. She replied within minutes. Phil had a really good relationship with dans parents. They were always polite and it felt like home, he could just walk in whenever he wanted and it wouldn’t be questioned. “She says sure.” Dan said with a smile. “I’ll go home first and then I’ll come over because I need to get my stuff.” They spent the rest of lunch enjoying being in each other company. The bell rang and they went off to their lessons.

Dan came home and slung his bag on his bed. He immediately got changed and made sure his room was presentable enough for Phil, not that Phil would care but it felt like the right thing to do. After he had finished tidying dan received a text from Phil saying “Hey, I’m just gonna do the dishes and wait for my mum to come home from work so she can drive me because i really can’t be bothered walking. I’ll be an hour max. Xx <3” Dan smiled and replied. Dan thought he would use the time he had left logically. Dan, after all is a teen, and Dan and Phil hadn’t had sex yet. Which is obviously understandable, they had made out(a lot) and on a few incidents they had come in their pants but haven’t had sex. He figured that because he didn’t want to make it awkward when he enviably got a boner while they were sleeping next to each other he would quickly sort himself before Phil got there. To try and prevent and awkward situations.

Dan rushed to his room where his laptop was, took off his super tight ripped jeans, with struggle. And he proceeded to remove the rest of his clothes and opened his laptop. He searched for some gay porn and propped his laptop at the perfect angle, throwing his head back. He was already hard, Gotta love being a teenager. He poured some lube onto his hand and slightly stroked his now extremely hard dick. Using whatever lube was left on his hand he began fingering himself with one finger. Lot long after he added another, and another.

Phil opened the door and walked in, surprised Dan wasn’t downstairs waiting for him like he usually is. He assumed dan was in his room and just hadn’t heard him so he sprinted up the stairs and turned left then stopped as he started hearing small whimpers almost moans coming from the room at the end of the hall, Dans room. He slowly walked to his door and pushed it open to reveal dan completely naked spread out on his bed, his fingers up his ass, laptop open and releasing moans. Dan somehow still hadn’t noticed the surprise visitor at the door, too busy pushing his fingers in and out of his ass quickly. Phil could feel himself harder than ever and pulsing inside his jeans. “Preparing for me, are we?” Phil said with a smirk, he didn’t really know what happened he just kind of blurted it out. Dans eyes shot open his cheeks burning red from the heat, hair sticking to his forehead. He yelped. Grabbed his quilt to cover himself and shut his laptop as quick as he could. Phil walked over to dan. It felt like it was in slow motion Phil removed his shoes and his pants, his t-shirt slowly following. Dan was still in complete shock and unable to tear his eyes away from the huge bulge in Phils boxers. Phil sat at the end of the bed and pulled of the quilt before getting on top of dan and locking their lips. At this point dan didn’t care anymore and devoted all his attention to the present. Kissing Phil felt amazing like every time they kissed sparks flew. Dan began tugging at the band of Phils boxers before pulling them off completely and tossing them to the side. “Lube?” Phil asked out of breath. “Top drawer.” Dan replied also out of breath. Phil broke apart their kiss to reach over and grab the lube. He poured onto his hand and spread all over his dick. “Are you ready?” Phil said still on top of dan. “Actually, can I ride you?” Dan asked shyly turning even brighter red which he didn’t think was possible. Phil nodded and rolled over so he was on his back laying next to dan. Dan sat up and looked at Phil who was smirking at him. Dan lifted one leg over him so his ass kinda lined up with phils dick. He put his hands either side of Phil to stabilise himself. “I’m ready, are you?” Dan asked. Phil moaned and nodded in response because even the thought of dan riding him was enough to send pulses straight to his throbbing dick. Dan lowered himself onto Phil slowly as soon as they made contact Phil whined in pleasure and couldn’t help to let a few moans escape his mouth. Dans eyes shut quickly as he pushed further and further down. Dan stopped when he reached the base of Phils cock. He lifted himself up an slowly building a rhythm. phil was completely gone, a moaning mess. Dan picked up the pace slowly but surly and making sure to keep trying to angle himself so that phil would hit his prostate. And there it was, dan moaned and screamed in absolute pleasure. Phil smiled because he knew he had just hit his prostate. Dan stayed at this angle moving even faster. Hitting his prostate every time. “Da…Dan I’m gonn….gonna come!” Phil groaned. “D…do yyyou want to stop?” Phil continued. “No phil, IIII don’t care please cum for me. In me.” Dan replied in absolute awe. “I think I’m clo…close too phil.”
Phil took this as a sign to start stroking dans dick which was throbbing and leaking, this made dan scream once again. “DANNNN!” Phil yelled as he came into dan, dan still bouncing on Phil helping him ride out his orgasm. As Phil finished than couldn’t hold it any longer and he came hard onto Phils chest and hand. Dan finished and rolled of Phil to lay down next to him. “Sorry.” Dan replied looking at Phil covered in his cum. “Don’t be it’s fine. It was more than fine actually it was hot as hell if I’m being honest.” Phil replied making them both laugh.

They stood up and started to dress, Phil looked over at his incredibly hot boyfriend who was still flustered and he could already feel himself getting hard again. Dan spotted Phil looking at him and he smiled back and he looked down and saw his boyfriend was completely hard. “Round 2?” Dan asked giggling. “Fuck. I hate being a teen.” Was all phil could reply with as he locked their lips. “I’ve never been more happy about the fact that my parents work late.” Dan chuckled. “Shut up and take of your boxers.” Phil replied both of them laughing so much that it hurt.

***************** Okay so why r people actually reading this I’m so confused aha thanks I guess
1. Don’t let anyone treat you badly. You deserve respect and decency from everyone.
2. Loving yourself is something that needs to be developed. Don’t worry, you’ll get there.
3. It takes some time for things to happen and that’s only natural, don’t rush into them.
4. You won’t work well if your mind isn’t working well. Mental health is too important to forget.
5. Say you’re sorry, even if your pride is too big and you feel like you can’t - do it.
6. Don’t waste your time hating on anyone, it’s never worth it in the end.
7. Apologies won’t always make things right again, but sometimes they’re all you have.
8. If you’re stressed, put on some music and take a long bath. Sing along until the lyrics are the only thing on your mind.
9. Trying out new things is important, no matter how small the change is.
10. Talk to the cool looking kids. Chances are you’ll regret it if you don’t. You could become best friends.
11. Sometimes things won’t work out the way you wanted them to - and that’s okay.
12. Pain will come and pain will go. It’s only important that you learn how to live with it.
13. Try your best to tell people how you feel instead of just assuming that they know. You’re not weak for opening up.
14. Being sad is okay and so is crying. These aren’t necessarily bad things. Let it all out, let the tears fall.
15. Sometimes loving someone isn’t enough and you have to learn to let them go.
16. People leave and it will always hurt, but you’ll learn to live without them.
17. The worst thing you could do is try to punish someone else by hurting yourself.
—  17 things i learned when i was 17
  • me: *in bed, minding my own business, starting to fall asleep*
  • my brain: hey
  • my brain: here's a vivid mental image of a murderer breaking into your house and busting into your bedroom, and, upon you screaming to your parents for help, stabbing you in the throat – your vision goes black and you lose your senses as the nothingness of death finally comes for you
  • me: what the fuck
  • my brain: ;)

anonymous asked:

why do you identify as agender

well okay

when i was very young i was never a stereotypical young girl, i was interested in  both “female toys” & “male toys” like some other children. I hung out with boys during my youth as i related to them more than girls. I was misgendered countless times , when i  was once in the school bathroom one time a girl questioned what i was doing in there bc she thought i was a boy, one time a boy actually came up to me and asked “r u a boy or a girl” i told him girl, he said “no ur a boy” ahjshdk idk why,, anyway i was considered a “tomboy”

then came my teens, i started questioning whether i was a male or female, for awhile i thought i like girls bc i never had a crush before, i tHINK i might be aromantic bc still 2 this day all the people I thought I had crushed on turned out to be platonic, but idk im still figuring stuff out :,v I told one of my closest friends at school that I thought i might have been genderfluid, she’s still one of my closest friends (ahdjfk i found out awhile ago after telling her tht she was gonna get me a binder bc she didn’t know what to do aaH). Idk throughout my life I’ve never really believed I was a girl, but I never thought I was a boy either,, 

Then i came across the term they/them, I was really surprised and did more research on it, knowing my siblings were following my blog i said http://luxjii.tumblr.com/post/141979349744/what-r-ur-preferred-pronouns she/they instead of just they/them, at the time it didn’t really bother me, but now being called her just makes me go “yikes” and it makes me uncomfortable 

the only people I don’t mind calling me female pronouns is my family, first of bc they’ve lived w me for my whole life calling me she/her, and I don’t mind, same goes for my friends irl even tho I’d really appreciate if they used they/them ahaha. Awhile ago I actually told them I would like it if they called me they/them ,, aaa it was pretty scary/awkward bc i didn’t know if they’d think I’m just “acting like a tumblr person” idkkk, but they were OK w it, I mean I don’t think they’ve called me they/them but at least I told them,,

http://luxjii.tumblr.com/post/146843176929/rules-tag-20-followers-to-know-better-tagged-by 9 months ago i was figuring out who i was, “Gender: o, um idk non binary? genderfluid ?? agender ??? nO GENDER ???” But now I definitely know I’m agender. I’ve never seen myself as a masculine or feminine person either, just inbetween I guess, I’ve never felt like female or male , so being agender should be understandable :O

wowowow this is rlly long , if u made it through ,thank you for taking your time to understand what I’ve gone through and appreciating my gender identity !

taken from the comic book series written by neil gaiman

  • “the price of wisdom is above rubies.”
  • “when do the nightmares slip out into the daylight?”
  • “it was a dark and stormy nightmare.”
  • “I left a monarch. yet I return alone…hungry.”
  • “never trust a [insert word here]. he has a hundred motives for anything he does - 99 of them, at least, malevolent.”
  • “I would have dreamed of you…if I could dream.”
  • “the real problem with stories: if you keep them going long enough, they always end in death.”
  • “little ghost, get out of my way.”
  • “I’ve learned from my mistakes, but I’ve had more time to commit more mistakes.”
  • “I suppose there are worse endings.”
  • “it is a fool’s prerogative to utter truths no one else will speak.”
  • “I only have two kinds of dreams: the bad and the terrible.”
  • “the price of getting what you want is getting what you once wanted.”
  • “it’s part of growing up, I suppose. you always have to leave something behind you.”
  • “nobody looks up in the sky anymore.”
  • “everybody has a secret world inside of them.”
  • “it is sometimes a mistake to climb, it is always a mistake never even to make the attempt.”
  • “sometimes you wake up. sometimes the fall kills you. and sometimes, when you fall, you fly.”
  • “without dreams, there could be no despair.”
  • “it is unwise to summon what you cannot dismiss.”
  • “never trust the storyteller. only trust the story.”
  • “destiny is blind.”
  • “remember how hard it was for me to leave, and that it was not your fault.”
  • “life, like time, is a journey through darkness.”
  • “I like the stars. It’s the illusion of permanence, I think. I can pretend that lives last longer than moments.”
  • “when something ends, there’s always something left over. a story, or a vision, or a hope.”
  • “I don’t recommend revenge. it tends to have repercussions.”
  • “honesty is a somewhat overrated virtue.”
  • “I suppose the point you grow up is the point you let the dreams go.”
  • “the things we do make echoes.”
  • “all journeys leave marks on us.”
  • “have you ever been in love? horrible, isn’t it? it makes you so vulnerable.”
  • “when there’s no hope, you might as well be dead.”
  • “they will haunt your sleep until you die.”
  • “everything changes, and nothing is truly lost.”
Azurite (Logan)

I have officially hopped onto the Steven Universe train and become utter trash. What better way to celebrate than to draw Sanders Sides as gems? 

Here comes Azurite!

Listen here, guys….. I actually really like how this turned out. I know, shocker! 

I decided to use Azurite because I felt the colour scheme would work well for Logan. Well…. Should I do the others too? I hope you guys enjoy!

Now it’s time to tag.

@thatsthat24 @prinxietys @the-prince-and-the-emo @angstymelon @festivesepticeye @doctorshufflepuff @prinanalogicality @clutzyrevolution @peterparkapants @thebrightsun @smolsanders @mira-jadeamethyst @katatles-the-fish @cutie5780 @pansexualroman @aquaphoenixts @inalandofmythandtimeofmagic @starlight-sanders @princeyandanxiety @evilmuffin @lampisimportant @fosterdawgfan @prplzorua @obviouslyelementary @dan-yuna @prinxietytrash @thedemonsofmysoul @idk-and-idc-and-idr @i-am-me-i-am-sam @romanass @killerfangirl3 @deafinatelyfangirling @prinxietyhell @the-sanders-sides @jetsnacks

I think that’s everyone! Let me know if you wanna be tagged or untagged in the future!

‘it makes me look cooler’ Sirius didn’t know why Remus felt guilty, the full moon was over and he liked the new addition to his eyebrow quite a lot.

Somehow (Poly!Hamilsquad x Reader)

Warnings/Triggers: Depression, angst, suicide attempt, really bad writing

AUs: None

Time Period: Modern

Notes: Part 2? IDK let me know!

Tags: @because-katiedid (Here you go! I should have some more soon too!)

If there’s something I need to tag please let me know! I want you to feel safe and comfortable reading my stories! Thanks!

Part 2 Part 3


You felt useless. It seemed like you could never do anything right. He stared up into the mirror. It seemed like there were no words for how you felt. Nothing you could say, nothing anyone could say would help now.

Sighed, looking back down at Alex’s bottle of pills. They were sleep pills, always full. Alex never slept.

You unscrewed the cap, thankful that the boys were all at work that Wednesday. Until you heard the door open.

“Mon amour? I’m back! I got off a bit early!” It had to be Lafayette. You focused all your energy on unlocking the pills, you seemed to forget about locking the door.

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