love 41

staring at the ceiling and listening to sad pop punk songs is slowly becoming my thing

Even amongst groovy females deep friendships seldom occur in adulthood, as almost all of them are either tied up with men in order to survive economically, or bogged down in hacking their way through the jungle and in trying to keep their heads about the amorphous mass. Love can’t flourish in a society based upon money and meaningless work: it requires complete economic as well as personal freedom, leisure time and the opportunity to engage in intensely absorbing, emotionally satisfying activities which, when shared with those you respect, lead to deep friendship. Our `society’ provides practically no opportunity to engage in such activities.

- S.C.U.M. Manifesto (Society for Cutting Up Men) by Valerie Solanas 1967

I broke the silence after being lost in my thoughts.

“How do you unlove someone?” I ask him.

He looks at me, but not too quickly. As if he knew I was going to ask that question and he had an answer prepared.

“I don’t think you can ever unlove someone. Maybe you just learn to love them less.” He answers.

I ponder about it for a minute. Then I ask him again, “how do you love them less then?”

He breathes, “I’m not sure either, but probably, maybe, by loving yourself more.”

—  41 out of a thousand entries I’ll be writing about you.
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Can you do 28, 37, 39, 40, and 41 for Sirius Black on your 1k follower thing? Congratulations on the 1k darling, you deserve way more than that and I hope you have a great day!

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41. “I love you.” - “You’re drunk.” - “Very well spotted. But I still love you.” 
28. “Can you stop being so freaking cute so I can concentrate?”
37. “Have you ever imagined *the character* naked?” 
39. “Like what you see?”
40. “Sorry I’m late, I had some stuff I had to do.” - “By “stuff”, she means me.” 
Warnings: Smut

Originally posted by nellaey

Sitting at the desk in your kitchen, you suffering with the wrappings of the present that you going to give to Lily and James for the housewarming. Surely there’s a spell for this, but you couldn’t find it in any of your books, and you were angry anyway, since your boyfriend is still not home. You crumpled an another piece of wrapping paper, tossing it to the other side of the room when Sirius appeared in the doorway. His hair disheveled, his steps slightly wobbly. He shots you a cocky smile, leaned on the door post.

„Are you seriously drunk? We’re going to a party!” – you fumed, but he just slowly walked to the table, sitting down in front of you.

„First of all, tipsy.” – he explained; his eyes weary, but smirking. „And we had to test that firewhisky before the housewarming with Prongs.”

„You got drunk with James?” – you articulated slowly, eyes widened.

„Yep.” – he said happily.

„Lily must be happy too, then.”

A smug smile still on his face when you turn your gaze back to the box, fiddling with the paper. The staring at you in silence, resting his elbow on the table with his face on the palm as he mumbled lowly, „I love you.”

You smiled, not looking up at him. „You’re drunk.”

„Very well spotted. But I still love you.” – he said, now with a louder voice.

Shaking your head, you giggle, standing up to give him a glass of water. He was playing with the glass like some kid, glancing at you with his puppy eyes and sad face. „Can you stop being so freaking cute so I can concentrate?”

He smiled on your question, eyes examining your face carefully. He was watching you as you finally managed to wrap the present, collecting the garbage and dropping in the bin. You clutched your hands around his biceps, trying to pull him up. „Come on, we have to change. We’re going to be late.”

„Mhm.” – he mumbles as he finally standing up, following you into your bedroom.

Sirius watched you in amazement as you were standing in front of your wardrobe, only in your underwear. Still rather clumsy, he stepping closer to you. „Y/N? Have you ever imagined me naked?”

You turned your head to him, blinking fastly before placing your hands on his shoulder. „Sirius. I’ve seen you naked a thousand times.”

„Yes, you have.” – he said with a satisfied voice.

Rolling your eyes at him, you took a step back. Change your clothes.”

As he started to undress, you watched him in the corner of your eyes, acting like you fixing your hair. Yes, you have seen him naked so many times before, but his body is still a way too big turn on to you.

„Like what you see?” – a huge smirk appeared on his face again as he was walking towards to you, wrapping his arms around your waist. He started to kissing your neck immediately.

„Sirius, not now. We’re going to be late.”

„I want you.” – he mumbled against your collarbone, his hands slipping down on your back, massaging your bum. – „I’ll be quick.”

„So romantic.”

As he chuckled, he lost his balance a bit, so you gripped his arm, pulling him to the bed and pushing him down, crawling on top of him. He smiled in satisfaction before you started to kissing him; the bitterness of the alcohol still can be tasted on his soft lips as he slid his tounge into your mouth, deepening the kiss. You feel as he getting harder, so you reached down, slipping his boxer down so you could stroke his member. He moaning into your mouth in response before starts to kissing your neck again; his hands caressing your body everywhere he could reach it before starts to rubbing your clit through the fabric of your knickers. You stood up to pulling it off of yourself, sitting back on him quickly. A loud moan left your mouth as he slipped two fingers inside you, pumping in and out in a steady pace.

„So wet fo me, darling.” – he growled, covering your neck with wet kisses.

Gripped his wrist, you pulling his hand away from you. He held you as you slowly push his throbbing cock inside you, digging your nails into his chest as you rocking your hips on top of him. Both of you moaning louder and louder with every minute.

„You doin’t it so good. Riding me so well.”

You fastened your pace to his words before you resting your head on his chest. „Sirius, I-I’m close.” – you whined, and he was gripping your waist, holding it steady as he starts to pounding into you hard and fast, for an another minute or so before both of you reach your high.

Panting hard, you crawled next to him, trying to catch your breath. „Lily will kill us.” – you said finally, jumping up from the bed and disappearing in the bathroom for a quick shower.

It’s already dark when you apparated in front of their house. After Lily opened the door, you gave a hug to her and James.

„Sorry I’m late, I had some stuff I had to do.” – you tried to save yourself, but your boyfriend – being himself – stepping closer to your friends, an enormous grin on his face.

„By „stuff” she means me.”

With closed eyes, you let out a big sigh. „What have I done to deserve this?”

Lily chuckled, leading you into the living room. „At least you boyfriend didn’t run around in the garden with antlers on his head.”

„Girls, you’re so lucky.” – James said, patting your shoulders.

Episode 41 Memoria
Done in oil pastels. Maxwell and the storm are how I pictured them: curcuits extending from the clouds instead of lightning, Maxwell appearing only in shades of gray. I struggled for a long time on how to draw Hera. She’s the only one in the crew who I don’t have an appearance headcanon for. I settled on green for computer boards, and to symbolize new growth.

‹ Doute que les astres soient de flammes,
Doute que le soleil tourne,
Doute de la vérité même,
Mais jamais ne doute que je t’aime. ›
—  William Shakespeare, Hamlet
(The Tragedy of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark)

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Originally posted by pushnpull

KINK Request:
Ed giving a lecture on Forensics at Gotham university when he still worked at GCPD. A student keeps flirting with him but he’s so awkward and shy and she makes him cum by just softly grazing his arm or hand because he’s already thinking dirty thoughts about her. Maybe it can go on by her dropping a pen and bends over and he catches a glimpse of her cleavage or undies in her skirt and darkED takes over and gives her everything she ever wanted in a ProfessorKink.


Accidental stimulation 14 Almost getting caught , 18 Dirty talk , 25 Public/semi public sex , 27 Pain/sensation play , 32 I love you , 41 Breath play , 58 Quickies , 78 Biting (marking, nipping, chewing) , 79 Blood (fetishization of wounds; blood-play;) , 81 Bruises and other wounds , 93 Knives and knife-play , 98 Sex with clothes still on or partly on with Edward/Dark!Ed at the GCPD 

Warnings: Read the prompts. That should give a good idea… 

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