it was giving me grief

some more thoughts on the sensates, season 2:

  • will: this boy has TOO MUCH heart he cares about everyone so much i cannot believe a str8 white male character can give me so little grief everyone take notes. cheekbone game is also still strong, but with too much time covered in stubble imo
  • sun: SUN FUCKIN BAK i cannot believe how far my soft baby bird kickass diamond of a character has come she’s so GOOD, but she can also break your neck i love her so much. in more important news however she got reunited with her dog. heckin yes 11/10.
  • lito: continues being the absolute Most™ and we all love him for it. ”i’m practicing””for what?””for my future as a homeless, unemployable failure”. i mean what a fuckin Leo- also relatable as all hell. my beautiful proud gay son. what a gem.
  • riley: sweetest bean in the entire universe, most unrealistic part of s2 is that no one would trust her. she loves a dopey police officer from chicago so much and most importantly she really likes boning him. also shout out for her immense knowledge of graffitied hovels, v impressive.
  • capheus: my newest kid hit it out of the park. he doesn’t have a clue how he got here but he’s still the best person i know and if he doesn’t end up as the president of the world by the end of the series then what are we even doing here?????? also hell yeah my boy got some proud of u bud.
  • nomi: what the hell is this radiant angel and how is she making money. i can’t believe she’s responsible for all of the sensates not being in prison, mvp of the whole fucking show. she’s basically r2d2 if it was a hot, genius woman who fuckin OWNS it. 10/10 five stars would watch again.
  • wolfgang: “he doesn’t really talk” except when he does he BREAKS MY HEART. still the most problematic of all my children but i don’t care i just want him and kala to be happy god fuckin damnit. also i can appreciate the commitment to both his Look and his woman. good one dude.
  • kala: the rambliest and also the smartest, god bless her. honey thinks too much about good and bad when it’s so obvious that she’s a Hoe for the bad boys- specifically German bad boys with unresolved anger issues. also shot a gun and it was pretty fuckin hot tbh.

other thoughts on other characters:

  • whispers: hey man FUCK YOU and also FUCK OFF
  • jonas: what is the point of u doesn’t naveen andrews have better things to do honestly.
  • daniela & hernando: sometimes a family is two gay dudes and their drama queen best friend and that is beautiful..
  • amanita: QUEEN of supportive spouses also she loves nomi so much, can relate.
  • diego: i found myself whispering “no diego no” to myself and it made me laugh so there u go.
  • Victor: Well, Yakov is giving me grief about sleeping with him.
  • Yuri: You’re sleeping with Yuuri?
  • Victor: Catch up, Yurio. The whole world knows about it.

Since I’m too lazy to properly scan the snk artbooks for now I’m resorting to taking pictures and…after going through all five of them many many times I’m convinced Mikasa is without a doubt Kyoji Asano’s favorite character.

I mean seriously she’s already a beauty queen in the anime but the original sketches of her are…astonishing. Seriously, there isn’t a single shot in all five books where she doesn’t look amazing…and most times she looks better than the anime counterpart too^^ 

Manon: Well, Asterin is giving me grief about sleeping with Dorian.

Aelin: You’re sleeping with Dorian!?

Manon: Catch up, Aelin. The whole world knows about it.

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ɢɪʟɢᴀᴍᴇꜱʜ : ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴅᴇᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀ

ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴘʀᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ᴡᴏʀᴛʜʏ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ᴍᴀɴᴛʟᴇ?

…ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪꜱ ɪᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴛᴏ ɢʟᴇᴀɴ?

Innocent? Not Really.

Theo Raeken x female!Reader
Fandom: Teen Wolf
Author: T💕
Request: “Could you make a Theo Raeken smut where the reader is a really innocent good girl and she is Stiles sister? One night Stiles and the pack are at a party and Theo takes his chance to get the reader alone and finally do what he’s been wanting to do with her? Please and thank you so much!”
Warnings: Smut & language


  So, tonight, my brother decided that he is going to throw a part. Fantastic.
  “It isn’t really a "party”, Y/N/N. It’s just the pack getting together to hang out.“ Stiles ran behind me while I walked to the jeep.
   I rolled my eyes. "Fine, whatever. Can I drive?”
   "Are you high?!“ Stiles held his key above his above his head, out of my reach.
  I jumped up and down trying to get the jeep keys. "Come on, Stiles! Don’t be so mean!”
  Lydia, Scott, Allison, and Theo walked up to my brother and I.
  “Um, is everything okay here?” Lydia looked between the two of us.
  “Stiles is being a dick!” I huffed.
  Lydia gasped dramatically. “That was a naughty word, Y/N!”
  I rolled my eyes and pushed passed the two giving me grief. Theo stuck out his arm and pulled me into his chest. I stood on my tip toes to wrap my hands around his neck and hug him back.
  “Don’t worry about it, Y/N/N. They are just being assholes.” He squeezed me.
  I smiled.“ Yeah, they do it all the time, it’s nothing I can’t handle.” I pulled away from Theo.
  “Are you coming over tonight?” I asked.
  Theo rubbed the back of his neck. “Y-Yeah. I mean, uh, if you want me to, I will.”
  I smiled, showing my teeth. “That’d be amazing!”
  “Y/N! Let’s goooooooo!” Stiles honked his horn at me.
  “I gotta go. I’ll see you later tonight?”
  Theo kissed my head and nodded.  "Of course. Don’t get into any trouble, Little Miss Innocent!“
  I laughed out loud and jumped in the jeep.


  Stiles put some snacks on the living room table. I sat on the couch, staring at my phone.
  "Are you going to help me or?” Stiles stood with his hands on hips.
  I smiled and quickly typed on my phone. “No, sorry. I’m busy.”
  “Doing what?! Everyone will be here any second and you are just sitting there texting! Who are you even talking to?” Stiles snatched my phone away from me.
  “I wouldn’t!” I warn.
  Stiles read the messages.

  I watched my brothers face get red and heard the front door open. Scott, Allison, Derek, Lydia, and Theo came in. Theo’s eyes instantly met mine. I threw my head in the direction of my brother. Theo looked and saw Stiles holding my phone in his hand. The two of us started to bust out laughing.
  The pack took their shoes off and chose their seats. Theo slumped on the big chair with me. I sat with my back resting against the arm of the chair and my lower body draped across Theo’s lap.
  Stiles turned off the lights and popped the disc in the DVD player. The previews to the movie started.
  “Are we watching fucking Star Wars again, Stilinski?!” Scott yelled.
  “Yes, McCall! Now shut the fuck up and watch the movie!” My older brother yelled back at Scott.
  Scott mumbled. Stiles leaned forward from his seat next to Derek. “I don’t know what you just said, but we could all be dying instead, so count your blessings!”
  I picked up my cup. “And I could be riding Theo’s dick, but whatever.”
  The choked on whatever he had started eating a few seconds ago. Everyone turned their heads to us.
  “Is he alright?” Allison asked.
  Theo coughed some more. “I’m fine! I just clearly can’t eat right.”
  I felt my ears get hot. Theo leaned to me. “Where did that come from?!” He whisper-shouted.
  I whispered​ back. “I honestly don’t really know. I didn’t think you’d hear me! And I need you to move your phone, please.”
  Theo pause for a second. “Y/N…that isn’t my phone.”
   I squinted. “What?”
  Theo took my hand and moved it to where I thought his phone was. As soon as my hand touched the bulge, I knew exactly what it was. I felt my underwear get wetter.
  “Oh…” I said.
  Theo let my hand go and rested his on my upper thigh. “I really like you, Y/N. I like you so much that it is actually hard to put into words. You are so damn pretty that every time I see you it makes my heart stop. The fact that you aren’t my girlfriend drives me fucking insane, Y/N. And right now, all I can think about it fucking you senseless.” He whispered in my ear.
  I smirked. “I’m game.”
  Theo growled, and I felt myself get wetter. We snuck upstairs to my room silently. Theo closed the door with his foot quietly. He picked me up and I wrapped my hands around his neck.
  Theo and I leaned together. Our lips connected and the kiss sent sparks through my body.
  Theo gently placed me on the bed and pulled away from me. I bit my lip as I watched him pull off his shirt. I sat up to take mine off too. Theo stopped me.
  I rose my eyebrow at him.
  “Be mine, Y/N? I need to hear you say yes before we go any further. I meant what I said about liking you while we were on the chair.” Theo held my waist.
  I smiled wide. “Of course, Theo. I’ve wanted to be with you since we met.”
  Theo pecked my lips and let me finish taking off my shirt.
  Theo cupped my breasts. “This is a pretty bra, Y/N…but I think it’ll match the floor a little better.”
  I rolled my eyes at Theo. He removed my bra and licked his lips. I squirmed in my seat a little bit.
  Theo leaned forward and took my boobs in his hands. I moaned quietly and rolled my head back.
  Theo groaned. “God, Y/N. You are so fucking beautiful.”
  I crawled up to the top of the bed. I used one finger to beckon Theo to me. He climbed up to me and kissed me. His lips unlocked doors in me that I had long forgotten.
  Theo pushed his crotch into mine. I gasped.
  “Can you, u, help me out with that, baby?” He bit his perfect, pink lip.
   I smirked. “Only if you make it hard for me to walk tomorrow.” I whispered.
  Theo moaned. “Jesus, Y/N. I thought you were an innocent good girl.”
  I grabbed Theo’s dick through his pants. “Oh, babe, good girls are just bad girls who haven’t been caught.”
  Theo shot up and undid his belt faster than you could imagine. He took off his jeans next and tossed them somewhere in my room. He took out one claw and tore my cloth pants and underwear in half.
  Theo slid a condom over his hard on and crashed into my lips.
  “Theo..fuck me…I want to feel your cock inside of me.” I panted.
  “Do you want me to go slow, baby?”
  I grinned. “Fuck, no.”
  Theo rammed his cock inside of me. I bit his shoulder to keep from screaming out. I drug my nails down Theo’s back roughly.
  Theo’s cock stretched my walls and made me a moaning and panting mess.
  “Harder, Theo. Please, fuck me harder.”
  Theo put one of his hands over my mouth and the other by my head. He thrust into me with more force. I closed my eyes, overwhelmed with pleasure.
  “No, no, no, Y/N. Look at me while I fuck you in your tight, little pussy.”
  Theo’s words made me moan super loud in his hand. The feeling of Theo hitting my g-spot with every thrust made it hard to keep my eyes open, but I managed to do it anyway.
  “Look at you, Princess.” Theo praised. “You take my huge cock so well. Your pussy looks so good wrapped around my shaft. Fuck.”
  I moaned and dug my nails even deeper into Theo’s shoulders.
  Theo moved his hand from my mouth. “T-Theo. Oh, fuck, you make my pussy feel so good. Please don’t stop.”
  I didn’t think Theo’s thrust could get any harder, but they could. Theo thrusted harder and put a hand on my headboard so that the group downstairs wouldn’t hear it hit the wall while Theo pounded into me.
  I gasped as I felt myself start to cum. I arched my back and pressed my chest against Theo’s. My toes curled and I groaned louder than I should have. Theo started to get sloppy and thrusted into me a few more times. He groaned in the crook of my neck. I felt his cock pulsate in my pussy when he came.
  Theo pulled out of me and we both collapsed on the bed next to each other.
  The condom got tossed in the trashcan next my bed. I snuggled into my boyfriend’s chest. “Well,” Theo smiled at me. “not really all that "innocent” are ya, baby?“
  I kissed his chest. "Babe, I promise that only you will see me like that.”
  Theo kissed my head. The living room light flicked on and some of it shone under my door. “Hey, where are-OH, FUCK NO! Y/F/N Y/M/N STILINSKI!” My brother started up the stairs.
  “If he liked me before, he sure as shit is going to hate my guts now. ” Theo joked and I hid under my blanket.

(Finally) TLC Fancast

WOWZER! I think I put WAY too much energy into this. Like, 2 months worth of energy into this. I WANTED IT TO BE PERFECT OKAY? So, without further ado, here is my TLC fancast (To the best I was able to find…) 

Cinder! Cinder gives me a lot of grief. I think its because she’s my bby and its always hard to cast a real person as my favorite fictional character, but I honestly think EITHER Courtney Eaton or Naomi Scott would be great. (But I really love Naomi Scott)

Kai: I FOUND THE PERFECT LIL FLUFF. OH LORD. Mario Maurer. 

Scarlet! This actress was suggested by @alunarrevolutionary (Thanks fam) and I LOOVVEEE her. If she had longer hair, aye. SO, my scarlet is Shannon Purser

Wolf! Wolf also gives me the struggles. I needed someone who could play a lil’ fluff when with Scar, but who was also, well, Wolf. I think Marlon Teixeira does both :) 

CRESS! MY SECOND BBY. My opinion for her changes a lot, but I really like Dove Cameron. She’s super cute and has a very cress feel to her.  (Even though she’s not the best choice acting wise..?) 

THORNE. I love Sam Claflin. I keep trying to find others. And I keep coming back to Sam. (Though he might be too old… sigh) But honestly… 

Winter <3 
Winter ALSO gives me the struggles. I want someone who has great hair, and dark enough skin, and is a good actress. My original girl was Alexandra Metz… I have yet to find someone I like more than her, despite her skin not being quite as dark as I wanted. But… Gah, I really just love her for Winter… xD 

Jacin. I like Lucas Till, because he’s super hot but also can pull off the “I’m going to kill you with my glare” look to him. I feel it. 

Iko! My 3rd bbbbbyyyyyy I LOVE KEKE PALMER. Y’all can fight me, but I think her whole acting personality, look, and voice completely fit. 

Levana! I think Angelina Jolie basically has the role already. She’s a phenomenal actress, and I mean, GEEZ, she just looks so very Levana - like. Especially in this picture/gif. I have actually never pictured anyone else for Levana. Even when reading. 

Alright! Theres my Fancast! Hope you liked it! Im glad I finally did it, lol. <3 

Regarding spoon theory I like to think of my energy level as having both spoons and forks. That way when some abled person gives me grief about being able to do some things but not other things I can calmly explain that life is like a bowl of soup and while you can certainly eat some of it with a fork you’re not going to tackle all of without spoons.

“I can take care of myself.”

Sequel to “Someone like me doesn’t get happy endings.” 

Word count: 1770

Warnings: blood, broken ribs, angst

Originally posted by wintersthighs

It had been weeks since that night you found Bucky in the kitchen, bleeding, and if he ignored you before, you may as well not exist to him now. When you trained in the gym, his eyes sought everywhere except your face; when you ate with the rest of the team he would leave the room and when he passed you in the pale white hallways, he was like a horse wearing blinders. His coldness shocked you at first because that night, you felt like a barrier had finally been broken down between the two of you; you hardly let anyone get that close to you and the way he avoided you like the plague hurt you more than you thought possible.

Eventually, you were paired together by Steve and Natasha who could see your compatibility on the battlefield. If he needed you somewhere, you were there without him so much as moving a muscle, and vice versa. It was like a certain telepathy had formed between the two of you and anyone could see the bond you had with him, except for him. Or he just refused to acknowledge it. Either way, the only time you interacted was on the battlefield and the only words exchanged between you two were about missions. Neither of you brought up that night in the kitchen and it may as well never have happened for all he cared.

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So I don’t know if most other people with bpd experience this / feel this way, but I’ve realised one of my main triggers for splitting or rage/intense emotions, etc is usually related to Expectation vs Disappointment

Example: I expect my partner to call. If it’s just in my head, and they haven’t made an external promise to call, then that’s one thing. If they can’t call in that case it might upset me, but it’d be no one’s fault but my own because it was all in my head.

Now if they tell me beforehand “I promise I’ll call” or any kind of definite statement like “I’ll definitely do that” or “I’ll be able to x”, so my brain expects it to happen, then I have a lot more trouble if things don’t go as planned.

Going from excitement / anticipation to disappointment is one of the worst mood drops for me, especially considering my disappointment quickly turns into anger and rage or grief. And people making “promises” that give me these expectations only makes it worse. Because not only am I disappointed, but then I feel betrayed too. “They promised, so the fact that they aren’t doing Everything Possible to Make it Happen now means they don’t care”.

Promises and definite statements for the future don’t sit well with me, because I know what my reaction will be like if I expect it and then it doesn’t happen. I talked about it with my partner today, because they have the bad habit of making promises like “I’ll call tomorrow” or “we can do this” and then something falls through and even though it isn’t their fault necessarily, I still feel angry and betrayed. So we’re trying to work on it, where instead of promising or giving sure predictions, they’ll say they will “try to do” something or “if I’m able, I’ll do X” which I find lessens the extreme disappointment quite a bit.

I just wonder if a lot of other people with bpd find that this is a main issue ?

anonymous asked:

How come mister doesn't have a little ? 😮 He's da perfect dadda!!

MISTER 101

I get this question like every day…. so I will put things plain.

I am a lot to deal with.

Personal issues

I have agoraphobia. (look it up) combined with anxiety and paranoia disorders. this causes me to be extremely guarded, especially when it comes to most personal details about myself. It gives me great anxiety to reveal things… because I always think people are going to turn on me, come to get me, or otherwise take me from my safety.

My safety circle is a small radius that encompasses about a 3 mile ring around my house. I chose this house for specific reasons. its in the middle of nowhere, but close enough to everything I need that I can go out when appropriate to get it.

I have my groceries delivered. The guy delivers pizza and for 20 bucks he picks up my order and brings it to my house. He leaves it on the porch. No one but my brother and therapist have been in my house in several years outside of a few excruciatingly difficult events.

These problems are coupled with the fact that I am incredibly private.

most cant handle them and give up.  

(I wasnt always like this,… and I dont always expect to be. I am working hard on it every day.)

Personality

At the same time, I am also very dominant… very intimidating.. and very critical. The one who captures my heart, has to deal with a lot.  My Dom side often spills over into things… causing me to be cold, causing me to be stressful. I can be very selfish and such. I have high expectations.

I can be mean… I can be vicious even. And my irish blood doesnt take well to being crossed.

“Tumblr Famous”

most cant handle my status…. including my “internet fame”…. I get propositioned, daily. I obviously get a lot of attention from lost littles. 

jealousy is not something that can exist in the heart of the one who seeks to submit to me. But at the same time, once I am locked down.. I am very loyal. but.,.. most cant see the forest for the trees. So they make assumptions, pigeon hole me… turn me into a cliche’… and ultimately drive me away with their own self sabotage.

And thats a tremendous turn off.

I dont do jealousy. I dont do those who give me grief about things I cannot control. I cant control the actions, thoughts and emotions of other people. I am certainly not going to sit back and be blamed for them. I will run my blog as I see fit according to how it flows and moves me. At the end of the day, its still going to be there… no matter what. 

Habits

I can be reserved… quiet… and pensive a lot of the time. I am a deep thinker and meditate. People often mistake this as disinterest. I am naturally in defense mode expecting that everyone has an ulterior motive (because usually they do)… and these thoughts, coupled with my paranoia… dont do well. 

I’m not one to reveal much about my personal self, and thats something that you work for if you really care and want to know. How old are you Mister? Where do you live Mister? Whats your name Mister?

Nah.

I’m not your traditional fly by night Daddy dom. 

I have years of experience, mentor ship and education that I can credit myself to… and anyone whose been around here for more than 5 minutes is going to tell you exactly that I know what I’m talking about and I do it well. Some would consider me an ALPHA in the game, maybe even THEE ALPHA, and along with that status I expect a certain level of thought be put into how I am seen and perceived. 

Yes I am completely narcissistic. I wont try to hide it.
Yes I am selfish at times.
….. I’m a Dom. duh.

I have a lot of power that I could easily abuse…. but I also have this rare thing called standards and morals. Imagine that… hard to believe it actually still exists in our world, but it does. I’m not easy… and I dont think with my dick.

So figure that one out.

 I am also one who has been around the block his fair share, I have owned subs and littles, I have been part of my local community, I have physically taught and trained many, I have studied this lifestyle at a collegiate level, and I have painstakingly crafted a blog in order to pass that wisdom and experience on to others in hopes that they might learn and succeed themselves.

I’m not one of these guys who sits around looking up the ddlg tag, getting my idea of it from porn, and then setting out to claim and conquer every girl I can in the process of trying to get mine and leaving them in the dust.

I have a genuine passion and caring for those in my community, daddy and little, and a great desire to improve the lives of each and every one I come in contact with.,

And if one little messages me telling me that they benefited even in the slightest way from what I do, that makes it worth it for me.

and I dont need a little to do that.

yes it would be nice, and maybe some day I will…

but the one who holds that title, who gives me her great gift of submission, is going to have to be extremely patient, hold no judgments or jealousy, and really take some time to figure me out and realize exactly the kind of opportunity she has sitting in front her… because the one who does that, is the one who is going to beat out all the others.


Everyone gets a shovel….

….. its what you do with that shovel that gets you to the goal.

Its just a shame that most end up using it to dig their own graves.

Close (Negan One Shot)

This was requested by the lovely @may85  
          “I am making an official request! Can I please have a smutty Negan one shot with a touch of fluff? Negan sees that one of his wives has been frustrated and cranky lately so he helps relax her?”
I’ve incorporated some of the lyrics from “Close” by Nick Jonas ft Tove Lo for added effect. Hope ya like it hun!


“Where the fuck is she?” Negan sighed. Hand scrubbing his face out of annoyance. He snapped, “Well no one speak all at fucking once now!”
His other wives looked at each other warily, unsure if Negan was actually upset or exaggerating for effect. 

Upon noticing no one was gonna speak up, Sherrie decided to take initiative. He was gonna find Cassidy one way or another anyway. 

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Highlights of my ‘Splinter and his many terrible kids’ chat with @lulusoblue

anonymous asked:

When writing, do you ever write something that's rather fluffy, re-read it and think, "no, this is too much fluffy, you need more suffering. No fluff for you." And your characters seem to stare at you like "whyyyyyyy???"

PFFFFTAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

It may seem that way to you, but no. XD If anything, my characters TAKE OVER A CHAPTER WITH FLUFF.

Take any MariChat scene in BTU, for example. Before I started BTU, I wasn’t a fan of MariChat (or at least the fandom version of MariChat, where it was all sin, no waiting), and yet, s o m e h o w, there’s so MUCH of it in BTU. Any MariChat scene after the first one, where she’s patching him up, is not meant to be as long as it is.

But it always ends up that way because they always have some cute shit to say to one another and just hfkdkbsj–

shUT UP ALREADY YOU DORKS (● ˃̶͈̀ロ˂̶͈́)੭ꠥ⁾⁾

…Ahem. Yeah, so, I never purposefully change fluff to make it angst, but sometimes my fluff DOES run on longer than I mean for it to. (¬_¬)

No Regrets (Part 10 - Final)

Summary: When the reader finally coughs up the courage to ask Bucky out, it turns out, he’s not that interested. Or is he?


CATCH UP: No Regrets Masterlist



A/N: On a fresh wave of confidence in my smut, there’s a little smutty finish to my first Bucky series. Because, you know, Bucky might be old fashioned, but some things never change…



Word count: 2.1k


Warnings: Light smut and swearing.

Originally posted by hopevandyne



Bucky wrapped his arm around your waist and escorted you towards the lift. You could feel his fingers tapping on your coat nervously.


‘Impatient?’ You smirked at him. He bit the inside of his cheek as shook his head.


‘Now… behave, little girl…’ he murmured. You straightened up, grabbed his arm and squeezed it closer around your waist.

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