maybe having a not so clean house is me


mei pretty much wakes up at 6am everyday to clean the house… my angel…

SULO: Mei? do you think… we have been here a bit too long?

MEI: *sigh* of course i do. but this is Song’s home so… still, we can’t stay here forever. you know that.

SULO: i suppose you are right… maybe it is time for me to return to my planet… hmm, i wonder if Song would like to come with me?


Outfit 131: “Nights in White Satin”

Breaking Bad S04x07 “Problem Dog”

Oh man, things just start to get anomalous from this point: an ivory v-neck and some dark blue Levi’s. The tee is a nice delicate cotton and it reminds me of a melange cotton, but that is just a guess. This is as basic as the basics get and J NEVER dresses like this. 

So, emo painting wear or he wanted to match the wall? Cleansing the home and therefore his own look…? All of the above maybe. The look stands in stark contrast to # 130 when he was playing Rage and I’m inclined to take it as evidence of the conflict brewing inside of him. Gus sees something good in me…but now I have to kill him? He’s seriously emotionally disturbed while painting. I’ve never seen such aggressive and lumbered rolling. 

…and just one more thing. J’s cleaning up his house all on his own. That’s a bitch of job. And there’s the unrelenting Mr Asswipe Walter White not even offering a hand or noticing that he’s got himself together. 

Well now that my 3 day anxiety attack has ended I suppose I should get up-shower-clean my house-try not to vomit…maybe I’ll eat today- probably not

You know, all I ever wanted was to be something special for someone. To have him look at me and think “how the fuck did I get so lucky” to know that I would be his number 1 everyday. To have someone we could share conversations with without feeling judged or crazy…

That’s all

I am done though, I am not persuing or looking for a Daddy anymore. I can’t let another man into my life to be left in the dark again while my husband is off getting his dick wet. He deserves happiness too…

I just wish I knew what was wrong with me.


Woah, woah, woah, woah. What. 

Everyone, hear me out. Thank you so much for this many followers, I love you all. I don’t why people would follow me because I suck and I’m a loser, but thank you so much ^^ 100 followers means a lot to me. When I first started using tumblr, I never thought I would get to 100 followers so quickly. But thank you so much! This means a lot to me. 

You: Okay, you welcome Yunkino congrats ^^ but, is there a giveaway for this amazing event? 

Me: Wellll… I would do a writing giveaway (and maybe I will) but I am extremely busy right now. My house expansion on my house has recently been finished, so I have been moving into my new room and cleaning the house a lot. And don’t forget I still go to school. And I got to study study study. WAIT: Or I can do something else. Idk, someone can suggest me to do something. I hope you understand that. Thank you so much for 100 followers! I’m looking forward to reaching a higher number. Thank you all so much. 

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🐾 could i maybe have one for my sideblog mnnyard? thank bro

yea my man of course!!

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it’s been maybe 5 years since I’ve seen you.
I said can you believe I’m visiting in less than a week? I said, it’s been so long.
You said you have to clean the house
But it’s okay
Because you’re getting a dog anyways
And I laughed
And we talked about your dog
You said you love him
And I wanted to cry
Because why don’t you love me?


Genre: Fluff

Warning: swearing, making out

Word count: 883

Dan’s POV

He’s just on a trip. He’ll be back and he’ll realize that he missed me so much. Why can’t he just love me? Am I not good enough for him? Maybe, since he’s been gone for so long, he’ll want to stay with me forever, and he’ll finally admit his love for me.

Two more hours. Ugh, why can’t he come home earlier? I’ve spent two weeks without Phil, but it feels like a lifetime. If only he knew how much I needed him, he would never leave if he did.

I should probably clean the flat a bit. Phil won’t be very happy if he has to come home to a dirty home. Over the past two weeks, I may have neglected cleaning, so the entire house looked filthy. The kitchen alone took an hour to clean, which felt like three hours. As I’m going from room to room, I realize there are more pictures of me than Phil.

Once I was finished, I still had to wait fifteen minutes. I check my phone to see if Phil had texted. I told him to text or call me if he would be early or late, but nothing. Phil hasn’t texted me all day. Normally even if he’s on time he’ll text me.

I decided he probably was tired, and started to get ready. I went to my room and laid out my favorite clothes, which happens to be the ones Phil’s complimented me on: black skinny jeans and a black jumper. I undress in my room, and head into the bathroom. As soon as I turn the shower on, I hear my phone go off in the other room. I sprinted into my room and dived for my phone.

It was just a text but it was from Phil. He said he’d be a few minutes early. I still have about ten minutes, I could take a shower in time. I go back into the shower and get in. It was a great stress reliever. I knew I probably been in for a little too long, but it didn’t really concern me. That is until I heard the door open. Panic spread throughout my body. I stopped the shower, even though I still had a little shampoo in my hair. I could hear his footsteps coming up the stairs. I have to get in my room. He sounds far enough away. If I run I could probably make it without him seeing me.

As I begin to get out of the shower, Phil opens the bathroom door. We both shrieked. He stared for a few seconds until he realized what he was doing. He ran out of the bathroom. I looked around for a towel. Thank god, I found one within seconds, and I ran after him.

I found him buried into his pillow. I chuckled. He rolled over, “Can’t you put some clothes on?” he asked burying his head into the pillow again.

“You didn’t seem to mind it that much before you ran away,” I retorted.

He threw a pillow at me. “Shut up!”

“Make me.”

He stood up, and I realized he wasn’t wearing a shirt. I stared at his perfectly shaped, pale chest. God, I want him so bad, fuck, fuck, fuck. I noticed I started getting hard. Apparently Phil noticed too because he started to laugh. Even his laugh is perfect. I was still only wearing a towel. I started to think unbelievable things. As if he was reading my mind, Phil shook his head and chuckled again, “Maybe we should move a bit slower.”

I start blushing. I can’t believe I did this. I am so stupid. I start walking back into my room. Phil grabbed my head and pushed me onto the bed.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he asked sweetly, grabbing my arm.

“I was going to go get dressed,” I answer completely confused.

“When I said we should move slower, I didn’t mean I didn’t like you. So, stop looking so sad and confused.”

I went to get dressed, and as soon as I walked out of my room his lips were on mine. It was a tongueless kiss for about five seconds. When his tongue entered my mouth I was in complete awe. Is this actually happening? Why haven’t we done this sooner? I wrap one hand around his waist, pulling him closer to me. The other hand was in his hair.

We continued like that for about thirty minutes. After it was over I was basking in euphoria. I realized what just happened. I needed answers, and I intended to get every last one of them.

“So, how long have you known?” I asked getting beside him in the bed.

“Know what?” he asked with a smirk.

I gave him an annoyed look. He replied with a chuckle. “I’ve always known, you’re not exactly discreet,” he finally answered.

“Oh, so why haven’t you talked to me about it?”

“Why would I do that? You’re so cute when you try to hide it.” He gave me a small peck on the cheek.

I blushed. “So, do you want to, um, go out?”

He put his arms around me and whispered, “Absolutely.”


Today I came home and found a sprig of wattle in my front door. I asked my witchy friends and my friend Mystic said “The meaning of the wattle tree is
"Hidden love, beauty in withdrawal”
I would take this as a sign to embrace your inner goddess, and allow this to bloom from within. By doing this you will be able to share this energy and inspire others to do the same. Xx like a bee spreading the pollen.“

Pretty sweet, maybe one of my crow babies left it for me. There’s no wattle anywhere near my house, so no idea.

So in honour of my little present, I cleaned and rearranged my altar (with yellow candles to match).

My babes and I are sorting out our Yule ritual. I love them so much, how blessed am I to have found such a beautiful group of friends.

♡┋ ❛ TEXT : TBD.︎︎
  • NYX: wow i feel like i deepthroated a chainsaw @throat why are you so sore i cant even talk
  • NYX: listen im sick af and can't leave my damn house
  • NYX: unfortunately
  • NYX: so i decided to clean my room and yk what??? my favourite black bra is missing
  • NYX: pretty sure i left it at your place sweetface
  • NYX: be an angel and check for me will you??



Can't beat procrastination?

1. Clean your space
If you’re in a rut and can’t get any study done then the best thing to do is clean. If you’re in a messy space it’s so much easier to feel unmotivated. Cleansing your study space will improve your motivation tenfold.

2. Find a new space
Can’t be bothered cleaning? We all have those days, mix it up a bit! Try somewhere new! Find somewhere in your house you haven’t studied before, maybe in the yard or an empty kitchen, I always find that a new space makes me more motivated.

3. Do physical exercise, usually I find that if I can’t do work it’s because I’m bored. By going for a five minute walk, or doing some jumping jacks in the yard you’ll re focus your brain and be more productive and ready to work.

4. Find the easiest task
If you have a lot of work to do, sift through all the jobs either in your head or on a sheet of paper, and find the one that sounds the easiest, or the simplest, start there, the hardest part of work is always starting, if you can do that then you’ll be able to keep going.

Good luck x