please-stop-talking

anonymous asked:

Please stop talking about peter and Gillian. This is supposed to be a gillovny blog

My blog is my blog, but it’s also what you guys make of it. My inbox just keeps filling with those PM / GA asks, people are upset, angry and nasty, and there’s nothing I can do against that.
I’m Gillovny at heart and always will be, yet it’s hard for all us to go back to them right now, I guess. Only time will allow us to process everything, calm down and go back to our usual dynamic.

hey please stop talking about how all abrahamic religions believe in hell the eternal fiery pit because that concept doesn’t even exist in judaism and the jews who do believe in the old descriptions of our closest equivalent of christian ‘hell’ will tell you that hell isn’t a place of eternal damnation but is a temporary layover where the majority of average people go to work through their sins and issues in preparation for the afterlife and only truly irredeemably EVIL people have to stay there. if there are demons they are of the person’s own creation and have to be dealt with on a personal level. the concept of sinning losing you your place in a happy afterlife is generally regarded as exaggeration, like stories you tell your children to keep them from fucking up excessively. good deeds are to be performed because it is our duty and our pleasure to do so, and our most holy day is based around simultaneously repenting for our sins and acknowledging that we are going to continue to make mistakes, but that we should still try and god will be understanding of our natural flaws. our afterlife is also a general thing open to people of all religions, not just jews (so you can stop the chosen people exclusive club accusations now), who do good on earth. those who don’t literally can’t be in 'hell’ for longer than twelve months unless they are truly the scum of the earth. but genuinely it’s not that big a deal even for the jews who DO believe in the reward/punishment afterlife factor so can we stop being like ~*ABRAHAMIC RELIGIONS EXIST TO FRIGHTEN YOU WITH ETERNAL DAMNATION*~

Nursemaid

(Jimin’s crush comes over to his house to help him out after he suffers an injury that leaves him with limited use of both hands.)

Warnings: 6000+ words of smut, Jimin POV, I’ll let you guess what kind of smut takes place


“I can’t believe you managed to injure both of your hands on the same day.” Hoseok’s girlfriend, Sophie, stifled a laugh while she said it. “I can’t tell if you are dumb or just unlucky.”

 Jimin sighed.  He had been stupid and drunk when he and Jungkook went out into the street to play with fireworks.  One went off too close to his hand, burning his right palm requiring a trip to the emergency room where his injury was cleaned and bandaged.  The doctor gave him a lecture about drunk people and explosives and how fortunate he was not to have blasted off his fingers.            

While exiting the hospital, Jimin immediately tripped over the curb and landed with his full weight onto his left hand resulting in a small fracture and return trip to the emergency room to get a splint to immobilize his other hand.   Now, every time Jimin saw someone, he had to suffer the embarrassment of explaining what happened. People had a hard time not laughing when they heard how he managed to get hurt twice in one day.

 “Does it hurt much?” you asked him.

“Not really. As long as I don’t bump into anything or use my fingers too much, it’s okay.” At least you seemed to be genuinely concerned about his well-being. That’s one of the reasons Jimin liked you, you always seemed caring and sincere.  The other main reason he liked you was because he thought you were incredibly hot.  There were plenty of nights Jimin stayed up fantasizing about what it would feel like to be with you.  He wanted to ask you out, but had been waiting until there was some indication that you were even the slightest bit interested in him.  He was starting to think that maybe he had a chance with you, but he felt neutered with his injuries, unable to do things like casually touch you and see how you would respond to his advances.  Jimin resolved to make a move as soon as he had full use of his hands again.

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  • Remus: *bending over to pick something up off the ground*
  • Sirius: Please fuck me.
  • Remus: What?
  • Sirius: I SAID PLEASE FUCK ME, OKAY? LIKE, RIGHT NOW BECAUSE I CAN'T FUCKING GO ON BEING A BORING, STRAIGHT BOY ANYMORE, AND I WANT YOUR COCK--
  • Remus: *blushing furiously* Okay! Okay. Just please stop talking, Sirius. We're in the middle of a test.
  • McGonagall: Oh no, do carry on, you've just won me five galleons from Albus.
Please don’t think I stopped talking to you because I stopped loving you. That’s far from it. I think I loved you too much. I could handle the constant stress of wondering who else you were talking to at the same time, knowing that the conversations were one sided with me but you put all your effort into the conversations with hers. It was tearing me apart and I didn’t want to be like this. I was getting moodier, clingy and to be honest just selfish. It was getting to the point where if I didn’t distance myself, I would end up doing something I regret. But trust me when I say this; every piece of my heart wants to talk to you, I’ve just decided to stop following it
—  Things I’ll Never Say