my feet under


LGBT + happy ending

Ya’ll feyre and tamlin will be sharing a bed….. A newly mated feyre….will be sleeping next to a MALE WHO IS NOT HER MATE….

Remember when Rhys said it killed him to know feyre was sharing a bed with tamlin even before they were official and now…….

Honestly Fuck you tool

Edit: the text at the top says “a nightmare, I’d told tamlin. I was the nightmare.”
summer things

•wearing loose white see-through blouses
•long late night walks in a city I’ve never been to
• little picnics when we stop after driving for a long time
• feeling the sun kissing my skin
• not wearing shoes while walking around the garden, feeling the grass under my feet
• slowly dipping my feet in the cold, shiny water
• waking up to the smell of warm freshly baked baguettes


For Anita

Had I the heaven’s embroidered cloths
Enwrought with gold and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet
But I being poor, have only my dreams
I have spread my dreams under your feet
Tread softly for you tread upon my dreams

W.B. Yates

Anita used to say that we (the two of us) are light years ahead of the Rolling Stones. Witty and probably true!

I will miss Anita so much; 52 years! I really loved her. We had good times & bad times, but I only remember the good times now. She taught me so much, especially after we got clean; it was very good, and so much fun! Farewell my love, go well.


The Bus Smut

Summary: While on the TATINOF american tour bus, Dan convinces Phil to leave their own private bunks in the middle of the night to spend the night in the “forbidden bedroom” at the back of the bus. But, spending the night together innocently isn’t what Dan has in mind. Add a suspicious unnamed tour manager and a bumpy road and things get interesting. 

Pairing: Dan Howell/Phil Lester

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Daddy kink, rimming, blowjobs, unprotected consensual sex

“Bye guys!” I smile, Dan smiles, waving at the enormous crowd ahead of us, flashing lights and squeals bombarding us.

We walk off the stage, and once my eyes adjust to the significantly darker lighting backstage, I suddenly become aware of Dan’s erratic behavior. He grimaces at every person who walks past us, pulling off his gold show-jacket as he speed walks into the dressing room.

“Dan?” I yell at him through the people, running after him.

He doesn’t stop, plowing past staff.


He slams the dressing room door in my face, and before I can say anything, I hear the lock click.

“Dan? Come on, what the hell is going on?” I pound on the door.

I stand there for a few minutes, assuring all the staff that he’s fine. I make up a lie about him having a stomache ache, and the stage lights made it worse.

I eventually sink to the floor, giving up my fight, talking to him through the door. I gasp for air, my lungs still not adjusting to the extremely high altitude of Colorado. Mile High City indeed.

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anonymous asked:

This is random but...Very recently I realized that as much as I loved Bodhi... he was possibly the most forgettable main character in RO, and it made me sad because he's my favorite. I didn't even actually remember him until Tumblr started flanderizing him and turning him into a wilting flower. I would get indignant when the media forgot to put Bodhi on character lists, but I realized that even when he had a huge part in the rebellion, he wasn't a well-developed character, and that was why. :(

Here’s the thing—I’m not sure we watched the same movie. It’s true that I went into Rogue One for Riz, being already a huge fan of his and wanting to see him in a blockbuster for selfish reasons.

However, even if I hadn’t, I would have fallen for the character of Bodhi immediately, because he’s such a fascinating depiction of opposites. Riz portrayed him beautifully as being terrified to his core but absolutely determined to do what was right. He’s anxious, jittery, afraid, but he’s also fed up of people doubting him, (”You sure?” “YES.”) and working to put right his wrongs.

Riz did an incredible job with very few lines, showing in his eyes and face the terrified determination of a man who knows what he has to do and is well aware he’ll probably die doing it. He named the team. The Rogue Squadron exists because of him. I came out of the theater wanting to know everything about him, his backstory, his motivations, his inner workings, because the character so captured my heart.

You say he was your favorite, so I’m sure he was that for a reason. And yes, it’s true that the media erases him and fandom is wont to woobify him. But the fact remains that the entire story exists because Bodhi Rook followed his heart. For me, Bodhi is the soul of Rogue One, and I could no sooner forget my own head than leave him out.