someday i will be able to do this

anonymous asked:

Hey nicki , I'm super closeted in a homophobic family help - a small town lesbian

heck dude I know how that feels ❤️ big shout out to you for dealing with that kind of suckiness.

do you have any friends you’re out to? I know in situations where I have to be closeted it really helps to be able to complain to your friends about the kind of thing you’re going through. if not, just remember that even though things suck now that doesn’t mean they’ll always suck. for a while it was really helpful for me to follow older lesbians on tumblr, like ones living with their gfs. it gave me hope that i could have that someday 

stay strong and be safe

~N

i love bi women and most especially bi women who are still working through internalized homophobia/biphobia, and who are still struggling to allow themselves to fully realize how much they love other women!

i love bi women who want to prioritize other women in their lives but are still working through trying to imagine themselves dating or marrying other women because society has made it so difficult for us to do so

i love bi women and i love bi womens’ love for women and i hope all you lovely ladies find yourselves gfs and wives someday and that you’re able to feel happy and safe loving other women 💞

anonymous asked:

If one hypothetically wanted to read your Eldritch Abomination Garfield fic, how would one go about finding it as directly searching for 'garfield' hypothetically does not include the fic?

“They bought it?” Lyman asked as Jon hung up the phone.

“I got the contract,” Jon confirmed, dazed. “I’m — I’m syndicated.”

“You did it, man!” Lyman said, clapping him on the back. Odie barked.

“They’re already thinking about merchandising deals,” Jon continued, staring into space.

“I told you things were going to turn around for you,” Lyman said with a nod. Odie continued barking, making it clear that he was not just trying to be supportive. “Hey, look, I’ve gotta take the dog for a walk. If the alarm goes off while I’m gone, can you take dinner out of the oven?”

“Yeah,” Jon said, with no real conception of what he was agreeing to. He still had not yet finished processing that phone call, the idea that he was going to be paid, consistently, that he was a working cartoonist, that his comics would be in papers. Merchandising deals. Merchandising.

It was not until he heard the door that Jon realized he was alone in the apartment.

Just him, and Garfield.

From the corner, it growled.

Jon’s heart spasmed; he hadn’t realized it was in the same room. “H—hey,” he said. It would have been a dumb thing to say if it was a normal cat. It was a dumber thing to say under the circumstances. Its eyes glowed red in the shadows. “How are you?” he asked, then winced as the cat growled again. “Heard the good news?” he asked weakly.

MY END OF THE CONTRACT HAS BEEN FULFILLED

It rumbled through his brain like an earthquake, words without words. He covered his ears even though it wouldn’t help. “Yeah, thanks for—”

I WILL FEED

Jon’s heart spasmed again, overwhelmed with the sense of a hunger not his own. “Right, about that—”

YOU WILL FEED ME it said, words written in blood, thick and hot.

“—yes, I got that, I’m just not really sure what I’m supposed to—”

MEAT and the word throbbed, tore.

“Would chicken be okay?”

UNACCEPTABLE it said in broken bone and jellied marrow.

“I don’t want to stereotype you by assuming you want to eat my roommate—”

YES GIVE ME HIS HEART it said, pulsing, torn flesh.

“—but you can’t eat Lyman.”

I͇̤͜ ̭̩W̨͕̪̠͙I̧̫͍͕̤̥̥̥L̜̜̭͔̪͢L̡͉͍͍͓̣ ͇F̤̜E̤̱̼̩͙̺͢E̥̳̫D̯͚̰ͅ

The glowing eyes moved from the shadows, grew larger, taller. Hellfire, if fire could cast dark instead of light, orange and red, fire and blood. The indistinct shape that might have been a cat became an indistinct shape that might have been a man, large, always large. Jon shrank back as it stretched to fill the room, tried not to look directly at it. Hot breath and sharp teeth against his skin, even though it couldn’t have been, because he was still wearing his jacket.

There was a chiming sound.

WHAT WAS THAT

“Uh.” Jon swallowed, hard. “Dinner?”

FOOD

“Yes,” Jon said, “but I don’t know if you can eat people food…”

Garfield sat in the middle of the floor, wide as it was tall. Its gaze was baleful.

“Right. You can eat whatever you want.” Slowly Jon inched around the cat to head toward the kitchen. “I don’t really know what it is, though. It might be… vegan.”

Garfield hissed, the sound of pain, and Jon fled toward the oven.

I SMELL MEAT

Jon stopped himself from telling the cat get off the counter. “I think it’s a casserole,” he said, removing the dish to set it on the stove. He gingerly removed the lid, his hands safely wrapped in oven mitts. “Oh. It’s lasagna.”

GIVE IT TO ME

“It has to cool,” Jon said. Garfield hissed again, and the sound turned Jon’s blood to fiberglass. He backed away, and the cat leapt bodily and entirely into the baked pasta. It did not seem bothered by the fact that the pasta sauce was still bubbling, and Jon tried not to look at the void of its mouth. A black hole rimmed with fangs, an absence of all light, drawing in all that it touched to disappear within.

WHAT IS THIS it asked, and a hellfire paw batted at a stretchy piece of mozzarella.

“… cheese?”

The cat-shaped thing nodded, still sitting in the dish of lasagna.

WE DO NOT HAVE THIS

“You don’t have cheese in hell?”

It nodded again.

“I guess that’s what makes it hell.” If Garfield appreciated this observation, it did not show it. It cracked open its maw again, more lasagna disappearing, and Jon looked away. “That lasagna was supposed to feed us for a week,” he sighed. “How much longer do I need to do this?” he asked.

UNTIL YOU ARE SATISFIED

“Until I’m satisfied?”

YOU MUST FEED ME TO SATISFY YOUR HUNGER

Realization dawned. “Wait, but — I thought this was a one-time thing.”

IT WAS NOT

“If you leave, I get fired?”

PERHAPS

“So I might still be able to make it on my own.”

DO YOU BELIEVE YOUR SKILL IS ENOUGH TO BRING YOU ALL THAT YOU DESIRE

Jon thought of the portfolio sitting in his room, and sagged. “… no.”

It grew, limbs stretching, claws turning to fingers and then claws again. It sat on the counter like a solid mirage, licking red from its hands.

YOU WILL HAVE RICHES BEYOND YOUR WILDEST DREAMS it said in truffle oil and fur and gold. SO LONG AS I AM FED YOU WILL NEVER KNOW HUNGER

Syndication and merchandising deals and maybe someday a cartoon on television. His signature in every newspaper in every house in the country. In the world, even. He raked his fingers through his curls and tried not to look at its claws.

“I guess I’m stuck with you, then,” Jon said.

It didn’t slide off the counter the way a man would, shifted off like drifting smoke or licking flames, stood and was no shorter. Tall and broad and solid, a weight to its presence as it moved closer. Jon shrank back again as it loomed, and this show of submission seemed to please it. Hot breath and sharp teeth against his skin again, and he shivered.

YES YOU ARE



The last image from Sunday’s stream! I usually do the final image of a request stream in color, and it’s usually a different topic that the rest. So we did pokemon for most of the stream and then the final request was Breath of the Wild Link as a Rito (from the same game, not the WW ones) Alas I do not own a Switch so I have not been able to play this game, but I love the design of the Ritos in it! Maybe someday I’ll get to actually play it, but I won’t purchase a Switch until there’s more games that interest me because I just can’t justify buying a system for only one game to myself. ^^’ (Even though dang I want to play this game real bad)

malec-go-to-hogwarts  asked:

hi cassie :) i've been a fan of the books since 2010 and it's been amazing to see how much they've grown in terms of popularity and audience. I would love to know whether you came up with the idea to write the eldest curses because of how popular Magnus became and the reaction to him or was the idea in your head from the beginning and you decided to finally write it :) also could i be cheeky and ask for a snippet from the lost book of the white preferably featuring Alec....

I was excited to write the story of Magnus and Alec Having An Adventure and Falling More In Love for a very long time, but my ability to do so was limited by the way publishing and distribution worked back in 2005, when I was initially trying to sell City of Bones. There was a lot more resistance to gay characters in YA at that time. A couple of publishers turned the book down because Alec, a gay character, was in it. The Barnes & Noble website page for City of Bones included a review from Commonsense Media where they gave it a content warning for “sexual content” just because of the presence of a gay character even though he never did anything sexual. A lot of big box stores refused to carry the book, and major children’s book clubs passed it over. 


I always hoped for systems to change. As the books grew more popular, and as times changed, I was able to include more of Magnus and Alec as the series went on. In fact, their presence in the story and on the page made a big jump starting in CoFA, at which point I received a surge of criticism from those who were upset that I was writing about Magnus and Alec more prominently. I remember having my books pulled from libraries; foreign translators cut scenes with Magnus and Alec in them; once I was standing in the middle of the street about to get into a car to take me to a school where I was going to do a talk about my books when my publicist came up and said we were no longer invited: the school had read about Magnus and Alec and they didn’t want me there. Or often, if I was at a school, I’d be asked not to talk about Magnus and Alec while speaking to the students.


I tried to walk a careful line, including Magnus and Alec (and later, Aline and Helen) as significant and meaningful characters, but still managing to keep schools, libraries, and reading groups from throwing the books out or locking them up where the kids who most needed to read them wouldn’t be able to access them at all.


I held onto the hope that attitudes would continue to shift, to allow for more freedom to write characters who accurately represent the population of the world we live in (and represent my own friends and family, on whom Alec and Helen specifically are based). Hope that I’d be able to expand roles for characters like Magnus and Alec, and over the past twelve years — partly as I’ve carved out my career in a way where I can take the sales hits that sometimes result from major LGBT+ inclusion, and partly because of so many brave writers, readers, editors and publishers who’ve pushed for change — I’ve been able to do so more and more. 


When I was writing CoFA, I purposefully left a gap where Magnus and Alec go on vacation, with the idea that someday I could go back and fill in that gap with a story focused on them. For a long time that wasn’t something that companies wanted to buy and publish. I could have self-published the series, but I wanted the books on the shelves in stores, on the “bestsellers” rack with every other book I’ve written, making a statement about how much people want this kind of book and these kind of characters. I chose to write the story now when I did because Simon and Schuster, my publisher, opened Saga Press, an imprint dedicated to expanding what you can do in YA and cross-publishing with adult fantasy/sci fi. It’s Saga that will be publishing The Eldest Curses.

I thought a lot about what to say here because of two things: one, that people don’t like to hear about pushback against writing non-straight characters — it’s depressing (it is), it seems distant, unreal, how can these old systems and thought processes still exist? We’ve had successful books with gay characters in them! We’re done, right? I guess all I can say is that I think there’s a value to illuminating the pushback because it underlines how important it is to keep supporting books with LGBT+ characters because we are not there yet; we’re not where those books are give the same budgets and marketing and push as books with straight casts, and it takes the support of readers and reviewers and bookstore and library buyers to get us there.

I’d also say that I know I’ll get criticism for saying I was careful in my portrayal of Magnus and Alec until I felt like I’d gotten to a place where even if the fact that they were in love, lived together, even had sex was shown or even just implied (as it is in CoFA) it wouldn’t mean the books were locked up in libraries and slapped with warning labels. I guess I can only say it’s hard to navigate a situation where you fear the very kids who need to read about Magnus and Alec won’t be able to. When you meet kids who say “This book saved my life” so many times, and you think “But what if you couldn’t get to it? What if your school wouldn’t carry it, or your library, or your Walmart, which in small towns is sometimes literally the only source of books?) I accept that criticism. We all face hard choices in life and we make complicated decisions we think are for the best, and being criticized for those decisions is part of living and learning.

I guess the only other thing I’d say is whatever shitty things were said to me over the years about Magnus and Alec, they pale in comparison to the shitty things said to writers like Malinda Lo and Scott Tracey who were writing their own lives and experiences in the form of LGB characters on the page — and as Malinda says, their pain at confronting homophobia/biphobia will always be more visceral and personal than mine.

If you go out and buy The Lost Book of the White of course I’ll be thrilled, and a lot of that will be because it’s a way to show publishers that this kind of media and these protagonists are wanted and desired by readers. But I’d be just as thrilled if you picked up any fantasy by an LGB+ writer with LBG+ characters in it. There’s a ton of wonderful stuff and I hope you’ll explore it.

Writing is Hard, Part 5: Headcanons

Summary: Dean shows the reader that there’s truth to a famous headcanon.

Read Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Warning: Smut

Word Count: 3000ish

A/N: This is all written with love for fan fic. I’m teasing, not putting it down in any way. Hope you enjoy! (Sorry, tag list is closed!) XOXO


“Reading anything good?” Dean asks.

Sam’s inside the gas station, picking up some snacks instead of listening to this conversation, so your face doesn’t feel the need to flush with embarrassment. Dean already knows exactly what you’re reading.

“I guess,” you tell him. No need to feed his ego by telling him how hot the story is.

“What is it?”

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Efi Oladele

Already one of the world’s foremost centers of scientific discovery and exploration, Numbani has a brilliant new mind to add to its ranks: Efi Oladele. In the last year, she’s built a resume of impressive achievements in robotics and artificial intelligence, but perhaps most remarkably is that she’s done all of this by the age of eleven. Last month, she became the most recent recipient of the Adawe Foundation’s prestigious “genius grant,” in recognition of her many accomplishments. She is undoubtedly someone whose career will be watched with great interest.

For this week’s “Spotlight on Numbani,” we had the opportunity to catch up with Efi to learn more about her and her plans for the future.

I’d like to start off by congratulating you, Efi. This is a tremendous, well-deserved honor. How do you feel?

Amazing! I wasn’t expecting it at all, so it was a big surprise. At first, I thought it was a joke—like one of my friends playing a trick on me. It’s been a week now and it still doesn’t seem real, but I’m very happy about it. Much better than winning the science fair.

How did you get into robots and artificial intelligence?

Well, I’ve always been interested. After my mom and dad got me my first robotics kit, I became obsessed with putting together little drones. When I started to get good at it, I tried to build robots to do my chores and help around the house. My parents think it’s cheating… It’s no fair! (laughs)

I want to create things that make our lives better. And someday, my dream is to build something that can keep us safe, like the new OR15s! I think that would be great.

It’s amazing what you’ve been able to accomplish at your age! How do you do it?

I’m not sure how to answer that. I just do it! I guess I’m very lucky that my parents put up with it. Robots can be messy, you know. And expensive.

Speaking of which, do you have any plans for what you’re going to do with your grant? New computer? College tuition?

Oh… I have an idea…

No hint?

It’s a secret for now… but my parents are taking me on a trip to celebrate! It’ll be my first time flying, so I can’t wait.

(Do not repost/tag as kin/edit)

Idk if this has been done yet,(it’s 4am help) but Kh BBS has been giving me dumb ideas dealing w/ Terra. I’m so sorry.

(Someday I’ll be able to draw Terra’s damn armor)

To all the autistic people who have been bullied for being autistic

To those who were bullied for autistic traits, whether or not the bullies knew you are autistic

To those who were mocked and tormented for who they are

To those who were abused out of their autistic behaviors

To those forced into compliance either through ABA or bullying and abuse

Your stims are beautiful. The flapping of your hands, the rocking of your body, the bouncing, the spinning, all your stims are beautiful. I know that may be hard to believe with how many people have tried to convince you otherwise, but your stims are beautiful and you should be free to stim to your heart’s content.

You are not a broken version of a “normal” person. You are beautifully and uniquely autistic. You function on a different operating system, and while there may be challenges and struggles, there are also many good things. You see the world in a different way which allows you to see things others don’t. You experience the sensory world in a different way which can bring bounding joy. You are passionate and fierce, dedicated to what you love. 

I know your soul carries the battle scars of torment and abuse. I know it may seem like those scars will never fade. But one day you will be able to stim without fear. One day you will be able to infodump without feeling ashamed. One day you will be able to be yourself without all the baggage and pain. Hopefully that day is someday soon. Just keep pushing forward and doing your best to live authentically. Fight back against the voices of the bullies and abusers. I believe in you.

Live boldly

Live radically

Live autistically

You and me,
the bed at the center of it all–
the way you never felt like a stranger,
instead
like someone I had forgotten, like
a part of myself I had dropped in some
distant city, delivered
back to my door.
 
Our story,
a pipe-dream in three parts–
my bedroom the place where everything
came together and the place where everything
fell apart. There are still echoes of us
in the bed-frame, and the closet, and the drywall.
I keep your dignity on the bookshelf;
I figure you’ll come looking for it, eventually.
 
It always comes back
to here.
The only sanctuary I have ever known
still smells like you, sometimes.
Just when I think I’ve gotten you
out of the pillowcases,
I find your cologne on the walls.
I remember when you came apart in pieces
on the carpet, and I will never be able
to wash the heartbreak out of the floors.
 
Someday,
I will leave our story behind, in this city.
This apartment will be barren and then
it will be full of other people.
None of them will know our names;
they will track over our history like
rerecording over old video tapes.
I won’t miss you.
 
Or I will miss you,
but I’ll have bought a new mattress:
one that doesn’t know how you twitch in your sleep.
I will have a new bedroom, and the floor boards
won’t know how to moan your name
like I do.
And we’ll fall asleep
in different beds,
in different cities.
 
And if I wake up from dreams
that still taste like you,
I can take comfort in the fact
that even though you have kissed me,
you have never kissed me
here.
—  ALL MY LOVE POEMS SOUND LIKE BREAK-UP POEMS by Ashe Vernon
Fun things that come with Trichotillomania
  • In an age where mental disorders are finally given well deserved study and attention that they should be getting, you’re pretty much left in the dust. Maybe just sit on your hands or play with a ball or something? We don’t know.
  • ‘’Why don’t you just stop pulling your hair?’’ wow Cynthia I never thought about that
  • Good luck finding any awareness, or anyone who’s ever heard of it in general. 
  • Good luck finding treatment options and coping devices as well.
  • Ah yes, because of literally no one talking about it, you grow up with your parents being ashamed and disgusted by you. Also, them refusing to understand or believe what you tell them.
  • ‘’You’ve been picking again, haven’t you??’’
  • Having your hair grabbed and checked by your mother.
  • ‘’So why don’t you have any eyelashes?’’
  • No ‘’brows on fleek’’ here
  • Your mother going through wastebaskets and finding hair and questioning you about it. Same with vacuum cleaners. 
  • People seeing you pull and asking you why and being quite rude.
  • Fear of someday having another bald spot.
  • Hairdresser terror.
  • Raw eyes where your lashes should be and bleeding where your pubic hair should be.
  • Lifesaving bangs.
  • NOT BEING ABLE TO GET THAT /ONE/ EYELASH AND PULLING YOUR EYELID UNTIL IT GETS RAW
  • ok it’s just a pet peeve of mine but I really hate those edits people do of celebrities or just people in general where they edit off their eyebrows. I know it seems harmless to people, but for someone like me it’s basically just saying. ‘’Look at what an ugly freak you are in society’s viewpoint.’’
  • The shame beanie when you can’t stop pulling
  • Having new bleeding each time you go to the bathroom because you just can’t stop pulling ingrown hairs for some reason
  • Having a ‘’gross’’ condition that can in no way be sugar coated or romanticized as in any way beautiful, so no one talks about it. 
  • Once again the shame from having a ‘’gross’’ condition. 
  • Why are there so many hairballs everywhere did I do this
  • The last time I had a bald spot was when I was about eleven or twelve I think?? But I couldn’t go into public without a bobby pin pulling hair over it and my mom was so upset the entire time I had it. It wasn’t just the fact of the shame of what it looked like. It got sunburned and there were open sores ok.
  • WHEN NO PENCIL, STENCIL OR WAX SET WILL GIVE YOU NATURAL LOOKING BROWS
  • Trichotillomania is a nightmarish condition and the suffers get little to no awareness or help.
  • All the those who suffer from it are beautiful and deserve better.

anonymous asked:

How about Dragon Age 2 Companions reacting to Hawkes Mabari having a litter of pups and getting asked if they'd want one?

Aveline: She’s thrilled. “Thank you, Hawke.” she says, genuinely pleased as she holds a puppy. “I’ll take good care of them. One day, they’ll help me train guards.” She kisses the puppy. “Who’s going to grow up to chew on recruits? You are!”

Fenris: He’s not sure he should take it in, but his heart melts against his will as Hawke shoves a puppy in his arms. He stares at the pup as the pup stares at him, tail wagging and eyes wide with love. “I suppose it won’t hurt to have a guard dog.” he finally relents. “Thank you.”

Carver: He’s actually smiling. “Finally. A mabari of my own!” he declares as he lifts the puppy into his arms– the pup is already licking his face, and he grins. “Thanks, brother/sister.”

Varric: He’s not sure he can fit the dog where he’s currently living, but he’d be lying if he said that the puppy offered hasn’t already won his heart. He holds it, stroking the puppy’s head, and laughs. “This is the only time I’ll be able to hold the dog. Eventually it’ll be big enough to eat me. Oh, well, I suppose I’ll have to make do…”

Isabela: “Do dogs mind being on ships?” she asks, already cuddling the puppy as she rocks it like a baby. She kisses the pup’s head and laughs. “I hope so. After all, you’re going to be my first mate someday, right? Thanks, Hawke.”

Sebastian: He’s supremely honored as he’s offered the mabari puppy. “Mabaris choose their masters. I’m honored to be chosen by this majestic beast. May we serve the Maker together, as friends and allies.” He grins as the puppy licks his face. “Oh, now… thank you.”

Anders: “I don’t know,” he says reluctantly, “I’m really more of a cat person, and…” He stops as a puppy crawls up to his foot and reaches up, inviting him to pick the pup up. He does, and his heart melts. “I… don’t give me that look, I… oh, Maker’s breath, fine. Damn you and your puppy eyes.”

Bethany: She squeals as she holds a puppy in her arms, kissing its cute little head. “Oh, look at the precious little– do you want to be my dog? I’d love that.” She giggles. “I see I’ve made a new friend today. Thank you.”

Merrill: She squeals, excited and delighted. “Oh! A puppy? For me? Really?!” She clamps on Hawke with a hug and then hugs the puppy who’s imprinted on her. “Ma serannas, Hawke! Oh, look at them, aren’t they just the cutest thing?”

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OKAY, THIS WAS REALLY HARD.  But it was also fun and really great practice.  ^^ 

I wasn’t able to get the likenesses just right either, which was frustrating, but I think most are, at the very least, recognizable.  

I started this a few days ago and tried to do artists I hadn’t seen in the style meme yet.  There’s at least like 15 more artists that I wanted to try for the style meme, but it’s a lot of work!  O_o;;  Maybe someday.

 @littleblackchat @qookyquiche @ryuusadesu @portentous-offerings @tides-miraculous  @pilotbites @itty-bitties-posts @ferisae @elactobuddy @karawek

  • naruto: *whispers* sasuke
  • naruto: sasukeeehh
  • naruto: sasuke?
  • naruto: okay he's definitely asleep
  • naruto: now I can finally do it... nice and easy... just this once and then I'll be able to stop thinking about it. un, un, good plan.
  • naruto: *leans in, blushing* just a little more
  • sasuke: *eyes still closed* dobe
  • naruto: ah! wha- wha- who, me?
  • sasuke: what are you doing
  • naruto: huh?
  • sasuke: you said, 'now I can finally do it'
  • sasuke: what are you trying to do
  • naruto: wait, you were awake? you heard me? why the hell didn't you say anything, bastard!
  • sasuke: *glares*
  • naruto: okay, geez I was just- um, there was a bug
  • sasuke: where
  • naruto: on your lip
  • naruto: and you see, you see, since you were sleeping so peacefully, I didn't want to disturb you
  • naruto: so I was- I was trying to squish it
  • naruto: gently
  • naruto: with my lips
  • naruto: because- to be- so you wouldn't wake up
  • naruto: but you were awake the whole time, and then you talked and now the bug is gone so- it's not- I don't have to do it anymore
  • sasuke: naruto, you...
  • naruto: hm?
  • sasuke: idiot
  • sasuke: you are a terrible liar
  • naruto: hey!
  • sasuke: and if you really wanted to kiss me, you could have tried asking
  • naruto: uh... I wasn-
  • sasuke: *raises eyebrow*
  • naruto: fine, you caught me
  • naruto: okay sasuke, since you told me to ask, um
  • naruto: can I kiss you?
  • sasuke: no
  • sasuke: now go back to sleep, loser

Okay, so I’ve never been able to draw any Critical Role characters without first seeing official or “fandom deemed official” art, and I really really wanted to try and do that someday, and Tary was right there.

A bit of Nigel Thornberry, some Hugh Laurie, and that whole rich European 17th century-ish man child who decided he’d like to go on a safari and try and kill a lion or something. I love him.

Stereotypical (7) gifts and a sleepover

Bucky Barnes x reader AU (short series)

Notes: swearing, flirting, implied smut, fluff, Bucky is a hopeless romantic.

A/N: With courting comes gifts! And restraint. A lot of it. 

If you would’ve seen how Bucky beat himself up over making you doubt his motives, all doubt would’ve left your mind. When he returned home after dropping you off with a chaste, lingering kiss to your cheek and a soft bid goodnight, he rested his back against his closed front door and let his head thump back against it.

With a groan he closed his eyes, wondering how he could’ve been so damn stupid.

“Buck? What’re you doing?”

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Heeey I’m back xD first of all I want to thank every single person who was worried about me and sent sweet messages and comments. You really helped me so much I have no words ;-; I am fine nothing bad happened but I have a new job and work full time now. This means I have alot less time to draw. In these last 2 weeks I tried to figure out if I was able to keep drawing the page daily. I can’t ;-; so I have to slow down and post the page about 4 times a week. And maybe someday I will just skip :c I’m so sorry i hope you all understand