tell you what it looked better in my mind

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PLEASE LOVE YOUR TRANSGENDER & NON BINARY CHILDREN. THEY ARENT HURTING ANYONE. THEY ARE NORMAL AND THEY DESERVE YOUR LOVE. THATS ALL WE WANT.

I don’t care if they are 13, I don’t care if they are 30.

This is what transphobia looks like. This is what being 27 years old and your family is talking to you like a toddler and telling you “Sweetie, that’s just how the world is. We can’t change our minds. I’m sorry, we don’t love Kyle, we love Katie.”

I am strong. I will survive this. But this is what is killing children. This is what is killing adults. This is the ugly reality of things.

I went home for Christmas in the hopes I could show my family how good I was doing. Even after they told me I wasn’t allowed to come originally. I fought to be here. I had gained weight, me depression is better, my anxiety is gone, my smile was real.

But it was crushed. Every. Day. No one stuck up for me. Not even my siblings.

It’s not wrong to be transgender. You don’t need to be fixed! I don’t give a fuck if a book or some old dude tells you it’s wrong. I don’t care if your mom tells she doesn’t love you anymore and your dad hits you. It isn’t wrong. You are normal and you have to be strong and you have to live for you.

It is time to take control of your life. I don’t know what happens when we die. But I know it’s important that we live and show this world that we deserved love and respect and to be a part of a family.

Please be strong. Please choose to live because I am choosing to live and document this in the hope that one day it is going to get better and someone will find this and see even in the darkest hours we can pull through.

Kyle

I look back on that night I broke your heart every time. It’s been four years, and I still want to tell you what was really going through my mind. How I felt suffocated, inferior, and damaged. You didn’t do anything to help fix me. You let me cry in peace, telling me to call you once I felt better. Our relationship was damaged and doomed from the start. And my only regret is that it took me three months to realize that you had total control over me. You were always right, even when you weren’t. You always had to approve of what I did. Anything I ever did was never enough for you. You were superior to me, and we both knew that. You read me like an open book, and knew all of the button you had to press to get the right reaction. I’m not at all sorry for breaking your heart. It wasn’t the first ache your heart had felt, and it wasn’t the last, but it was an important one, I know. However, as our faith tells us both, I will tell you. Peace be with you.
—  Excerpt from a book I will never write #1170
Batch Request: Snarky Monarch(s)

“Well, well, well, look who decided to show up after all.”

That’s what you decided to wear to my party? If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were trying to insult me.”

“I’ll enjoy your attempt at diplomacy all the way over here. Don’t mind me.”

“You’ve really mucked things up, haven’t you?”

“All this bantering might give people the wrong idea. Wouldn’t you agree?

“I can’t help it. I’m just that much better than you.”

“What’d I tell you? Don’t fix what hasn’t been broken.”

“I’m rooting for you. Not really.”

Please don’t tell me I’m beautiful… at least not in the same sentence as “I love you”. I know it’s supposed to instill me with confidence, but the truth is – nothing terrifies me more than the thought of somebody who’s only attracted to looks. Because looks fade; people age; and there will always be somebody who’s better looking and younger than me out there and as soon as I know that’s what your love hinges on – I know it won’t last.
So don’t tell me I’m attractive or beautiful… tell me I’m a beautiful person and that you’re attracted to my sense of humor. Don’t text me about how hot you think I am, look into my eyes and tell me of my warmth. Tell me I have a sexy mind that arouses your intellect. Tell me one thing about who I really am that you actually love… something that will last… Because I need to know that you can see the depth of my soul and are not just fascinated by the shallow reflection on the surface. Tell me something real… something that shows me not only that you see me – but that you love me for who I am…
the  weeknd  starters

❛ close your eyes and lay yourself beside me. ❜
❛ don’t be scared. i’m right here. ❜
❛ oh, your mind wants to leave, but you can’t go. ❜
❛ let me take the friction from your lips. ❜
❛ i’m the drug in your veins. ❜
❛ just fight through the pain. ❜
❛ he’s what you want, i’m what you need. ❜
❛ i do, everything he does times three. ❜
❛ i don’t love her no more. ❜
❛ just let me motherfucking love you. ❜
❛ so tell me you love me only for tonight. ❜
❛ i’ll give you all of me even though you don’t love me. ❜
❛ i’m not lying to nobody but me. ❜
❛ i’m better than your next man. ❜
❛ i think you lost your morals, girl. ❜
❛ put your mind in a dream world. ❜
❛ take a look at what you did. ❜
❛ you probably thought that you’d break my heart. ❜
❛ you probably thought that you’d make me cry. ❜
❛ i know everything. ❜
❛ there are no words to describe the depths of your indifference. ❜
❛ you could’ve been the one. ❜
❛ you keep saying there’s no one, but who keeps calling your phone ?
❛ it seems like pain and regret are your best friends. ❜
❛ i can’t feel a damn thing. ❜
❛ don’t you fall in love. ❜
❛ you’ll be falling to the point of no return. ❜
❛ you’ll never make me stay so take your weight off of me. ❜
❛ i know your every move, so won’t you please let me be. ❜
❛ but i hate sleeping alone, why don’t you come with me ?
❛ i didn’t call on the phone to say that i’m alright. ❜
❛ i guess you had no idea that you could have persuaded me. ❜
❛ you could have had me doing anything you pleased. ❜
❛ it could have went so many ways. ❜
❛ nobody feels the way that i feel when i’m alone. ❜
❛ lying comes natural to me. ❜
❛ she never falls in love. ❜
❛ i used to do this for the thrill. ❜
❛ nobody’s ever made me fall in love. ❜
❛ you taught me how to feel. ❜
❛ you taught me how to love. ❜
❛ you belong to the temporary moments of a dream. ❜
❛ i see nobody but you. ❜
❛ i’m so used to being used. ❜
❛ you know our love would be tragic. ❜

Brave Honest Beautiful (Intro)
Fifth Harmony

We love you. But before you go, we want you to quiet down for a sec. Close your eyes, take a deep breath, count to three.

One - breathe.
Two - make sure you’re breathing.
Three.

Picture yourself in front of a mirror, staring at your reflection. Look at yourself; what do you want to tell her or him? What is your reflection saying to you?
Breathe.
Now, I want you to talk to your reflection, look into your eyes and tell yourself;

I am brave.
I have a voice, I am strong enough to overcome my fears, I can stand up for what I believe in, I can stand up for myself. I can stand up for others because I am brave.

I am honest.
I can recognize the beauty in the world without disregarding the bad. I want to make this world and myself better because I am honest.

I am beautiful.
My body, every shape and every scar and every flaw and curve and thing that society tells me is wrong. My mind, my heart, my spirit. I am so beautiful.

Now, I want you to open your eyes and look around you, at each other. Smile at the person next to you and recognize that they are also brave. They’ve gone through battles in life they thought they’d lose. They are honest, they are hopeful, they are beautiful, just like you.
And together tonight, we are all brave, we are all honest and we are so, so beautiful. 

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MY REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!!
heres some of my most recent dragon requests! (All from people on Instagram)

I’ll be taking requests (please message me, don’t send as an ask) or if you’d like to suggest something/ask me something I’ll be responding to asks!!! If your gonna request something, please keep in mind that I’m better at drawing humans and dragons. I can attempt other animals/landscapes/creatures, but I can’t promise it will look good and I might tell you I can’t do what your asking.

OH, ONE MORE THING!!!! I’d really like to draw more humans! If you have human oc’s/characters you’d like me to draw, PLEASE ASK ME!!!!

Brave Honest Beautiful (Intro)
Fifth Harmony
Brave Honest Beautiful (Intro)

“Close your eyes, take a deep breath, count to three.

One - breathe.
Two - make sure you’re breathing.
Three.

Picture yourself in front of a mirror, staring at your reflection. Look at yourself; what do you want to tell her or him? What is your reflection saying to you?
Breathe.
Now, I want you to talk to your reflection, look into your eyes and tell yourself;

I am brave.
I have a voice, I am strong enough to overcome my fears, I can stand up for what I believe in, I can stand up for myself. I can stand up for others because I am brave.

I am honest.
I can recognize the beauty in the world without disregarding the bad. I want to make this world and myself better because I am honest.

I am beautiful.
My body, every shape and every scar and every flaw and curve and thing that society tells me is wrong. My mind, my heart, my spirit. I am so beautiful.

Now, I want you to open your eyes and look around you, at each other. Smile at the person next to you and recognize that they are also brave. They’ve gone through battles in life they thought they’d lose. They are honest, they are hopeful, they are beautiful, just like you.
And together tonight, we are all brave, we are all honest and we are so, so beautiful.”

Okay, so like, I know Whiskey has been kind of Problematic™ so far, but the boy has such a #look, ya know?

Anyway, I guess this is a companion to this piece I did before I even had a side blog of Tango wearing a flamenco tango outfit.

This is slowly becoming a series……

(Edit: Added a vignette for the #aesthetic)

anonymous asked:

I'm really shy and you're so intimidating Negan, it's so hard to look you in the eye. I've never told anyone but I have a daddy kink and I want you to fuck me hard and rough. Does that make you hot. Fuck I wanna touch myself right now I'm so horny please tell me what you wanna do to me

I seem to have that fuckin’ effect on you girls *smirks* it does make me fuckin’ hard to think about it, darlin’. Feel fuckin’ free to touch yourself, but keep in mind I get to fuckin’ watch as you do, babydoll. Think about how goddamn better my fingers and tongue are gonna feel in your pussy than your fingers do, but I wanna see just how goddamn worked up you can get for me. I could show you way better than I could goddamn tell you what I wanna do to you, darlin’. I can promise that all of it involves you moaning “daddy” for me. - Negan

Originally posted by mypapawinchester

space-farm  asked:

[2] and runs his clinic for free to help the lowest of people. and clearly i'm not the only one who loves him for that, because when hawke started sniffing around about anders, ferelden refugees immediately came to the rescue c: he stands till the end for his cause, willing to sacrifice himself, and i respect him for this greatly. the main point, though, that he is inspiring you to be a better person, to look after yourself. and that is amazing ♡

Thank you for this (I hope it’s okay that I’m only answering one).

I don’t mind if someone doesn’t like my favorite. It isn’t my place to tell someone that they are wrong for liking or disliking something. So, I don’t understand why it’s okay for someone to tell me (or anyone for that matter) that they’re wrong for liking what I do, or what makes me feel good about myself or what makes me do better for myself.

Just let us have what makes us happy and mind your own business, please.

she used to be mine

a collection of my favorite women characters in musical theatre, part II 

01. the sound of music (the sound of music); maria rainer // 02. cabaret (cabaret); sally bowles // 03. she used to be mine (waitress); jenna hunterson // 04. before it’s over (dogfight); rose fenny // 05. losing my mind (follies); sally durant plummer // 06. satisifed (hamilton); angelica schuyler // 07. days and days (fun home); helen bechdel // 08. shall i tell you what i think of you (the king and i); anna leonowens // 09. look to the rainbow (finian’s rainbow); sharon mclonergan // 10. so in love (kiss me, kate); lilli vanessi // 11. i can do better than that (the last five years); cathy // 12. the light in the piazza (the light in the piazza); clara johnson // 13. feed the birds (mary poppins); mary poppins // 14. everybody loves louis (sunday in the park with george); dot // 15. will he like me?  (she loves me); amalia balash // 16. flying away (fun home); alison bechdel // 17. i’m here (the color purple) celie

listen // part I

I’d be remiss if I didn’t mention Joan Baez. She was the queen of folk music then and now. She took a liking to my songs and brought me with her to play concerts, where she had crowds of thousands of people enthralled with her beauty and voice. People would say, “What are you doing with that ragtag scrubby-looking waif?” And she’d tell everybody in no uncertain terms, “Now you better be quiet and listen to the songs.” We even played a few of them together. Joan Baez is as tough-minded as they come. Loyal, free minded and fiercely independent. Nobody can tell her what to do if she doesn’t want to do it. I learned a lot of things from her. A woman of devastating honesty. And for her kind of love and devotion, I could never pay that back.
—  Bob Dylan, 2015 Musicares acceptance speech
Fire Emblem Sacred Stones Starters (15)
  • I hope this isn’t another of your pranks.
  • When you’re tired, there’s nothing better than a good meal and a long sleep.
  • You look like you have something on your mind.
  • It’s fair to say I will never understand your tastes.
  • Your way of expressing love is somewhat frightening…
  • Your strange logic baffles even my brilliant, brilliant mind.
  • In fact, I love you, and I’m hoping perhaps that you love me.
  • What’s wrong with you? I don’t often see you lose your cool.
  • My books don’t tell me anything about how to deal with love!
  • If at all possible, uh… would you mind not stalking me like that?
  • I’m afraid I can’t let you threaten my natural superiority.
  • What, you think you’re better than me?
  • Look, we’re on the same side here. Does it matter who’s better?
  • It’s not safe for me here.
  • Now that I’m not a threat to you, we can relax and talk.
  • To tell you the truth, I’ve been looking for you.
  • You have nothing to worry about. There’s no one better than me!
  • I was right about you. You’ve been a great help to us all.
  • We’re evenly matched. I think we force one another to improve.
  • Ha ha ha ha ha! I never get bored talking to you.
Save Me - Chapter 25

I thought about Jared all day. It didn’t help that the girls were rehashing our entire weekend adventure with Aaron as we sat at lunch, including all the special things Jared, Shannon, Tomo and Emma did for us. I could feel my cheeks blush as my mind wondered to the things the girls didn’t know about. I was quiet and I just couldn’t keep my mind from wondering. My brother, knowing me better than anyone, knew something was up and when the girls went to the restroom, it didn’t take him long to ask.

“Okay, what’s going on with you, Vivie?” Aaron asked.

“Nothing really, we had a great time but I’m exhausted…that’s all.” I said as I looked him in the eyes and smiled.

In that moment, I wasn’t sure how honest I should be. On one hand, he could tell me I’m an idiot and not to trust Jared which if I then went against that advice and I got my heartbroken he would be the first to say ‘I told ya so’. Or, on the other hand, he could encourage me to step out of my comfort zone and enjoy whatever it is Jared and I have going on. I’m not sure which is more scary though.

“And..”

“Ugh…ok.” I said as I reluctantly gave in. “I slept with Jared. I have no idea what it means but he wants to have dinner tonight and I’m not sure I should.” I said dropping my face into my hands.

Aaron and I have always been close. He’s my best friend and has been since we were little. I knew he could help me figure this out, sometimes all you need is an outsiders perspective. He only knew what the girls told him about Jared so he really has noting personal to go on. I continued…

“It started out just a little flirty back and forth, then seemed like more. Then I almost felt like I was seeing things that weren’t there…but then things happened… He’s so confusing. I’m supposed to meet him for dinner tonight but don’t know if I should go. What would you do?”

Aaron didn’t say a word, he just let me spew it all out. When I finished he sat back in his seat with his eyes at his lap. Oh my god, is he’s disappointed?

“All I want to say is that I’m stunned.” He said totally straight faced.

Yep, my biggest fear. My rock being ashamed of me. My mouth dropped open. Even my brother thinks I’m a slut?!

“I want to know how the hell you manage to get laid with three of the nosiest little girls on the planet wondering around, when I can’t. That’s just total bullshit.” He said trying not to laugh.

I instantly felt relieved, then I laughed. Leave it to Aaron to lighten the mood.

“I had help.” I said “Jared’s brother took the girls on a tour…things just happened. You could get laid more often, ya know, make some effort.” I said, rolling my eyes. “Back to me though, please, I just don’t know what to do.”

“You’re overthinking this way too much. I mean, that’s what you do so I get it. But just relax and enjoy. You like him, I can see it in your eyes. Even if whatever "it” is doesn’t amount to anything, just enjoy it. Have fun. What’s the harm?“

"The harm is he seems perfect and a man that I could easily fall for and I don’t feel like getting my heart broken. I’ve known the man for two days and he’s already under my skin.”

Should I tell Aaron about what I found in my google search? Would that make a difference? Deciding that I had to at least mention it, I did.

“Then there’s his reputation. Apparently Google says he’s a manwhore, routinely fucking groupies and B models.” I stopped and looked at Aaron waiting for a reaction.

“You believe everything Google tells you?” He asked as he laughed

“Can I finish, ya smartass?”

“You see all these rumors but when you talk to him, it’s like there’s no way that’s him. He’s so intelligent and interesting. I just don’t know what to trust. I’m confused.”

“Vivie, you gotta live a little. Have some fun. We aren’t talking about marriage, we’re talking about a weekend. Meet him for dinner. It’s obvious he likes you. Seems like he’d rather spend time with you than a groupie which would be much easier!” Aaron said laughing.

“Geez, thanks a lot!” I said, slapping his arm as the girls came back to the table.

My adventure with the girls was ending and it made me so sad. I had the best time with them and we made some incredible memories together, some more fun than others. Aaron paid the bill and we all walked out to his car. Bending down towards them, I hugged each of my nieces.

“I had so much fun with you guys!! We’re going to have to do this every summer.”

“Auntie Vivie, you are the best Aunt ever and this has been the most awesome birthday! Thank you soooo much!!!” Mackenzie said, hugging me tight.

“I’m so glad, I love you girls!” I said as I helped each get into the car and put their seat belts on.

“Auntie Vivie…will you see Shannon again?” Lily asked.

“I’m not sure, why?”

“Tell him I love him and that I’m going to sleep with my drum sticks that he gave me forever.” Lily said as she held the drum sticks to her heart. I don’t think she’s put them down since she got them from Shannon.

“Alright, Miss Lily, I’ll let him know if I see him.” I told a her as I kissed her cheek.

I was just about to shut the door when Paige said giggling “And tell Jared we said hi too!”

“Not sure I’m going to see him either!” I said but I don’t think they believed me if all the “Awwww’s” were anything to go by. Maybe whatever Jared and I have going on is obvious to them too.

Aaron came around and gave me a big brotherly hug and I relaxed in the security only a big brother can give.

“Stop thinking, have a good time, you can use a weekend of fun sex…..knowing you it’s probably been awhile. Take my advice, get out of your head, Vivie.” He said as he let me go and moved towards the car.

“You’re right. I’m gonna just go for it.” I told him.

“Good…call me before you leave for Africa.”

“I will. Love you…tell Mom and Dad I survived!” I laughed

“I will. Love you too!” Aaron said as he got in and closed the door.

I waved goodbye as he drove away, happy with how the weekend I planned worked out. It didn’t always go the way I thought it would but we had a great time. With the girls now on their way home, I decided to walk back to the hotel. I still needed time to figure out just how much caution I was willing to throw to the wind.

Peeping Tom- Rinn oneshot

This was inspired by this little prompt: http://aqoamoon.tumblr.com/post/146302864873/girl-looking-out-window Thank you @girl-looking-out-window for suggesting this to me. It might not be exactly what you thought about though

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Finn stepped forward on the cobbled path. He had half a mind to turn around and sprint to his motorcycle, but he promised Archie to return a CD in his place.  Shoving his hand into the jacket’s pocket, Finn fumbled with his keys. He squeezed the cold metal in his sweaty palm, while he took another step forward.
‘Why is this so unnerving? I’m just returning a bloody CD!“ Finn shouted in his head, his heart beating harder in his chest with each step forward. A pink head darted out of his mouth to wet his soft lips and Finn cringed when he felt his tongue dry as sandpaper.
He soon found himself facing a milky white door.  The boy looked at the brown mat that had a faded "welcome” encrypted on it and snorted. He would be the least welcomed person in Rachel Earl’s house, and that bastard Archie knew it.
He gripped the CD case so hard, Finn thought for a moment that he had cracked the plastic. He quickly glanced at it to make sure it was intact, before he cleared his throat and murmured: “ Hey Rae, Archie sent me…no, not good. I wanted to return this, cuz Archie couldn’t and he made me do it. Fuck no, I need to stop acting like a dick. I just came by to return this… sounds ok?”
Finn breathed out, raising his hand to knock and just before the impact, the door was opened by a tall blonde.
“Yes?” Linda asked, fixing her bag better on her shoulder. Finn stumbled back, the CD almost escaping from his tight clutch.
“Is-is Rae home?” Finn stuttered, his eyes flying from flower pots to the ragged old mat , only to avoid Linda’s curious gaze.
“No. She’s out buying milk. Why do you ask?” Linda inquired, her head cocking to the side and a chiseled eyebrow-raising expectantly. Finn gulped. He could see now where Rae took her attitude from. She would straighten her back and raise her chin just like her mum, her eyes brightened by an inner fire that was so hard to put down then it was lit.
“I came to return this CD.” Finn waved the Cd case in the air, letting Linda see ficlets of the band’s name. A look of recognition stroke the blonde’s face and the woman smiled brightly.
“Oh, you’re one of Rea’s friends! Come in, come in.” Linda ushered Finn inside the house, pushing him lightly towards the living room.
'Friends…’ Finn thought. Was he Rae’s friends? Sure, she hanged out with his gang and seemed to get along with everybody, but was she really his friend? No, probably not.
'But, do you want her to be your friend?’ a voice echoed in his mind, coming from the depths. Yea, he wanted Rae’s friendship. She had an awesome music taste and she was funny… and beautiful…the same voice cackled and Finn shook his head violently. He was lucky Rae’s mum was in the kitchen, bringing him a glass of water.
“Here we go…Finn right?” Linda paused, eyeing the boy seated on the couch “You can wait for Rae here, but I’ll have to go. The hospital called me in for a nurse replacement and Karim will be working late again. Could you please tell that to Rae as well? I left her a note, but God knows that girl doesn’t read them through.” Linda said through her teeth, shaking her head disapprovingly.  
“Y-yea, sure.” Finn mumbled, taking a sip from his water. “Are you sure you don’t mind, because I can leave and come by later…” or never, Finn bit back the last part, raising from the couch quickly.
“Don’t be silly. It won’t take long for Rae to come back. You can even wait in her room. It’s upstairs, second door on the left.”  Linda said oblivious, pointing to the stairs and catching a glimpse of the watch on the wall.
“Oh, I’m late.” Linda rushed to the door and threw a short 'Good Bye, Finn’ over her shoulder, closing the front door with a slam. Finn slumped on the couch, the Cd long abandoned on the table, near his tall glass.
“Ok, I’m just going to leave this in her room and go.” Finn mumbled, rushing up the stair and looking around helplessly…'second door on the left’ Linda’s words ringed in his ears and he took three large steps towards it.  His hand stopped for a brief moment above the knob, but he couldn’t afford to lose time. Rae could get home any moment, and the last thing Finn wanted was to be found creeping in her room, like some kind of pervert.
He entered the room and stopped abruptly after the doorway, stunned. The walls were partially covered by a yellowing tapestry meant for children that Rae desperately tried to cover with band posters.  Books were neatly piled near the walls and so were her CD, on a shelf above even more books. The furniture was old and mismatched, and the room seemed crowded by it, but it all seem to blend into one big picture before Finn’s chocolate eyes.
Finn felt as if he would be intruding in a sacredly personal space, but that still didn’t stop him from walking forward. He gently laid the Cd he brought with him  on the desk and moved to stand before the shelf stacked with other CDs.
His eyes sparked at the familiar names  and his eyebrows furrowed at the new ones. His gaze was caught by an interesting name and just as he reached to grab the case, the sound of a slamming door jolted him.
“Mom?” Rae’s shout was met with silence and the boy could feel a cold sweat breaking down on his skin. Finn quickly exited the room and stopped in the hallway. He could hear Rae rummaging one level below him.
“Shit, shit, shit” Finn repeated the word like a mantra while his head turned around frantically. Just as the stairs started squeaking under Rae’s weight, Finn spotted the door at the end of the hall. The boy tiptoed rapidly towards the door, and swinging it open, he shoved his body into the dark room, closing the door just as Rae’s head appeared from behind the corner.
'Bloody fucking great. A cupboard.’ Finn swore under his bread, as his cramped body was poked by several broom and mop ends. Pasting his ear to the door, while still keeping a keen hold on the know, he listened for movement.
Nothing could be heard for a while, and then, suddenly, the soft tunes of a song filled the story. Finn dared to peek out of his cupboard. The hallway was deserted, and Rae’s door was slightly ajar.   The boy tiptoed around the dark corridor till he reached the opened door and crouching down, he looked through the crack.
Rae was sprawled on the bed, facing the door, with loads of pillow piled underneath her back. A book was held tightly in front of her, covering her face from Finn’s view. The boy sighed, the sound covered by the music coming from her desk and prepared to crawl away when a movement caught his eye. Rae set the book aside and popped the button of her jeans open, wiggling out of them and throwing them to the side. The dot of black covering her privates left little to the imagination, the material stretching over her abundant ass.
Finn squinted his eyes and saw that Rae already got rid of her bra, the pebbled nipples poking through the flimsy t-shirt she was wearing. Picking up the book,  the girl began reading once again.  Finn’s orbs settled on the book, and in big golden letters, he read Sandra Brown, above an image of a man holding a half-naked woman.
His brown eyes widened, realizing the gender of book Rae was reading and his lips parted in a silent gasp. He wanted to scramble away, to run out the door before it was too late, but he found himself rooted to the floor, his eyes set on the semi-naked girl in front of him.
For a few good minutes, nothing happened and Finn was grateful for that. But again, as we took a step backward , Rae’s long leg fell to the side, revealing the black panties that could barely cover her crotch.
The boy fell to his knees and leaned closer to the crack , his eyes wide opened and his mouth parted. Finn wondered where the sudden fascination for Rae came from. Sure, he saw naked women before, so why has he so mesmerized by Rae’s body in particular?
His questions remained unanswered as the girl’s hand played with a lock of hair, before traveling slowly between the valley of her breast, skipping past her tummy and reaching her mound. Her fingers nimbly touched the wet patch on her panties and began a clockwise movement, each rotation being faster and  harder than the one before.
Rae let out a long sigh and the movement stopped, before starting again, only in a different pattern. Her hazel eyes didn’t leave the book and Finn’s eyes didn’t leave her body.
The boy moved a bit and the tightness of his pants brought him to reality. The chocolate eyes moved down to his lap and he saw the prominent outline of his erected member. Finn finally felt ashamed of spying on Rae like that, especially when she was having an intimate scene, but a loud moan drowned in the music caught his attention, and the boy though he had plenty of time to be ashamed afterward.  
Rae’s hand was already in her panties and she was having a hard time reading the text, the book trembling in her hand.  Finn frowned and cursed the panties, his own hand going to press on his bulge. As if she heard him, Rae pulled the panties off of one leg, letting them hang from the other, and finally revealed her pussy to Finn’s eyes.
A black tuft of curls topped her mound, the rest of her crotch bare of hair. The lips were pink, glistening with the juice that was running down the crack of her ass. Another loud moan was released at the contact of her fingers with her bare vagina and the movements began again.
The book was dropped, thumping on the ground and the hand previously holding it grabbed one of her tits, groping it firmly. Finn licked his lips, his breath coming out of his mouth, in short, hot puffs. He was suddenly grateful for the music playing in the background.
The boy opened his button and pulled his zipper gently, and shoved his big hand in his boxers to feel up his hard dick.
Just as Rae’s middle finger slipped into her wet cunt and started pumping in and out, Finn’s hand started moving on his shaft up and down. A second finger joined Rae’s middle one and her thumb pressed down on her engorged clit.  Her other hand pinched a nipple between the thumb and pointer finger and twisted it around, pulling softly. Rae gasped and Finn would have gasped with her, if not for his hand that suddenly clasped his mouth.
Finn’s hand stopped at the head, and he pinched it, just like Rae pinched her nipple. His teeth dug into his lower lip, preventing him to moan and his other hand left his mouth to settle on the wall in front of him, so he wouldn’t tumble in Rae’s room.
Rae’s movement speed up and so did Finn’s. He had to finish with Rae, or even sooner, so he wouldn’t get caught.  The girl’s free hand alternated between her tits and her ass and Finn swore he could come alone just from seeing Rae’s fingers digging into her ass cheeks, edging on the rim of her asshole.
Her hazel eyes were half closed and misted by a veil of pleasure and her legs parted even more, offering Finn an even better view. Her hips moved with her hand, following it around and her mouth was parted slightly.
Finally, her fingers settled on her  clit and after a few strokes, she did the most shocking thing Finn could see in that moment. She slapped her hardened clit hard, which made her hips buckle and her jaw slacken up to release a grunt.
The boy couldn’t even concentrate on jerking his hard cock off, his hand falling to his side, leaving an angry red head tipped with a bead of precum untouched. He could only stare, as Rae’s hands moved faster and faster. Her juices gushed out of her swelled lips, wetting the sheets and one of her legs darted in the air, opening her up even more to Finn’s keen eye.
Her fingers curled within her, looking for a certain spot, and when they found it, the hit it repeatedly, making Rae see stars. With a harsh pinch of her clit, Rae’s voluntary movement ceases and Finn watched astonished as Rae’s muscles convulsed as she came. Her eyes screwed shut and her head buried in her pillows, muffling the shout coming from the girl’s chest.
But even though the sounds were unclear and even though the music was still playing, Finn was able to recognize his names tumbling from Rae’s lips. Her hips rose in the air and stood there a few moments before they collapsed on the bed.
Taking her head from the pillows, she slowly whispered “Oh… Finn.” and brought her wet fingers to her lips to taste herself.  Finn lost count of the times Rae surprised him that day, but he could tell the number was large. He would have continued watching Rae suck the juice off her fingers, but Finn couldn’t risk getting caught.
Awkwardly showing his still hard dick in his jeans, he glanced one more time at Rae’s boneless form and swiftly stepped away from the doorway and down the stairs.  Unlocking the front door, we went outside.
The crisp wind of the afternoon chilled his boiling blood a tad, but even that didn’t help when he sat on his motorcycle and felt pressure on his cock.  As he rode back home, Finn knew for certain that he didn’t want Rae’s friendship. He wanted so much more.

Brave Honest Beautiful intro

Close your eyes, take a deep breath, count to three.
One - breathe.
Two - make sure you’re breathing.
Three.

Picture yourself in front of a mirror, staring at your reflection. Look at yourself; what do you want to tell her or him? What is your reflection saying to you?
Breathe.
Now, I want you to talk to your reflection, look into your eyes and tell yourself;

I am brave.
I am brave, I am strong enough to overcome my fears, I can stand up for what I believe in, I can stand up for myself. I can stand up for others because I am brave.

I am honest.
I can recognise the beauty in the world without disregarding the bad. I want to make this world and myself better because I am honest.

I am beautiful.
My brain, every shape and every star and every flaw and curve and thing that society tells me is wrong. My mind, my heart, my spirit. I am so beautiful.

Now, I want you to open your eyes and look around you, at each other. Smile at the person next to you and recognise that they are also brave. They’ve gone through battles in life they thought they’d lose. They are honest, they are hopeful, they are beautiful. Just like you.
And together tonight, we are all brave, we are all honest and we are so so beautiful.

Close your eyes.

Take a deep breath, count to three.

One. Breathe.
Two. Make sure you’re breathing.
Three.

Picture yourself in front of a mirror, staring at your reflection.
Look at yourself. What do you wanna tell her or him?

What is your reflection saying to you?

Breathe.

Now, I want you to talk to your reflection.

Look into your eyes and tell yourself

I am brave. I have a voice. I am strong enough to overcome my fears. I can stand up for what I believe in. I can stand up for myself. I can stand up for others because I am brave.

I am honest. I can recognize the beauty in the world without disregarding the bad. I want to make this world and myself better because I am honest.

I am beautiful. My body, every shape and every scar and every flaw and curve and thing that society tells me is wrong. My mind, my heart, my spirit. I am so beautiful.

Now, I want you to open your eyes and look around you, at each other.

Smile at the person next to you and recognize that they are also brave and have gone through battles in life they thought they’d lose. They are honest, they are hopeful and they are beautiful. Just like you.

And together tonight
We are all brave
We are all honest
And we are so so beautiful.

I am Brave. I have a voice. I am strong enough to overcome my fears. I can stand up for what I believe in. I can stand up for myself. I can stand up for others because I am brave.

I am Honest. I can recognize the beauty in the world without disregarding the bad. I want to make this world and myself better because I am honest.

I am Beautiful. My body, every shape and every scar and every flaw and curve and thing that society tells me is wrong. My mind. My heart. My spirit. I am so beautiful.

Now, I want you to open your eyes and look around you, at each other. Smile at the person next to you and recognize that they are also brave and have gone through battles in life they thought they’d lose. They are honest. They are hopeful. And they are beautiful. Just like you.

And together tonight. We are all brave. We are all honest. And we are so, so beautiful.

—  Five amazing women whose voice on self empowerment, acceptance, and love changed my life. 
Smut prompt:

Anonymous asked: I’m just waiting for someone to ignore the angst and hiatus and write a hot limo olicity sex. HELLO IS IT YOU THAT I’M LOOKING FOR?? pretty please


Thank you, dear anon, for this glorious prompt. Limo sex was severely missing from the episode and I hope this is along the lines of whatever you had in mind ;) 

Please, please let me know what you think of this! Again, it’s gone 3 in the morning as I finish this… I really need to get better at sleeping earlier…

Enjoy!!


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To tell you the truth, I don’t even care about the bling. All I care about… is you.”


Leaning over to meet Oliver’s mouth with her own, Felicity willed herself to keep the kiss soft and slow. There was time for everything else she wanted to do to him with her mouth later, but right now they were in the limousine on the way home from the party, and unfortunately they were not completely alone. Their driver sat merely feet away and though she was sure he’d heard people having sex in his car before, she didn’t want to add the Mayor of Star City to that particular list.

But Oliver’s mouth tasted so good, it always tasted so fucking good, and the little willpower she possessed to not take him there and then was diminishing with every second they kissed.

Her tongue was practically aching to find its way inside his mouth, but instead she kept it pressed fast to the back of her teeth as hard as she could, even when Oliver’s own tongue started exploring the confines of her mouth. After a few seconds he pulled back, a confused expression on his face.

“What are you doing?” he asked, smiling softly.

“Keeping my tongue to myself, thank you,” Felicity replied, shrugging innocently.

Oliver chuckled. “And why is that?”

“Because I know that the second my tongue makes its way into your mouth, I won’t have any self restraint left not to fuck you here in the back of this limousine. And as pleasing as that probably sounds to you, I’m not a fan of having sex with another person present,” she finished, with a nod in the direction of the driver.

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