the last 2 im so sorry

My last public “opinion”

I debated on if I should post this or not, even more so with how much backlash I got last week from posting a single post, but then I realized that this is my blog and I’ll post what I want, when I want. 

Ever since I joined Tumblr I’ve been in and out of fandoms, I started out with TF/2, and moved my way slowly into AH/RT and finally R/W B/Y found me. Even now I have 3+ rp blogs for this show and have moved into new fandoms, but its because I moved into new fandoms that I realized something. 

Every fandom is “Toxic” 
What I mean is that every fandom has their problem, from “X character not getting enough screen time” to “My ship isn’t canon” 

People spend so much time thinking of how bad things are that they don’t focus on the good things. This isn’t just this fandom, its every fandom. Yes they all have flaws, let me repeat that for the people in the back, THEY ALL HAVE FLAWS. But those flaws are what you get so focused on that you end up not enjoying the show at all. 

No, I’m not saying you can’t bash the show, but when you bash it 24/7 you lose your sense of wonder and soon enough all you do look for is problems. 

Just relax and enjoy it, it’s a show, it has its flaws. Chill

anonymous asked:

im sorry you feel so down, i totally get how anxiety and depression can overwhelm you to the point of not achieving what u feel you can. for example, ive taken about 2-3 years off (on and off) school bc my anxiety and /just/ now graduated with my 2 yr degree last may and im now taking another off bc idk what i want to be/major in. you're way ahead of me. maybe try to take little steps of gettin out of that comfort zone for ur anxiety & the more u do it, maybe it'll help w/ being a tech soon

i understand taking time off. when i first graduated high school in 2012 i began a degree and then after the first semester in 2013 my depression and anxiety decided it would be fun to pop up and i dropped out. then i didn’t do anything until i tried vet tech school in late 2014, which i did for 9 months until i failed clinical when my anxiety interfered (even though i did try to fight it but it was no use).

then between 2015 and october of 2016 i didn’t do anything again until i started this course. my anxiety has interfered with a lot of things, but my veterinary career (or rather, my attempt at one) has been the biggest thing it’s affected and not completing tech school was really depressing for me, and it still is. until i finally finish tech school and write the vtne somedy i’m going to always feel i failed myself.

but i’m working on it. if i have to go a slower route i will, and i just need to remind myself that even if my path to being a vet tech is slower, it will happen someday. 

wow i’m sorry i vented to you but thank you for this message, i’m sorry you have to experience anxiety anon. if you need anyone i’m here to talk.

So I discovered this meme on instagram and IT LOOKS SO COOL that I did it too. The game consist in making a drawing and then repeat the drawing trying to mimic the art style of some of the artists you admire! (I HAD SO MUCH FUN DOING THIS THING)

 So here it is, hope you all like it, I made it with all my heart :3 Im sorry for ruining your styles guys hahaha 

 1- that’s my lil Nico di Angelo. 

 2- @indigonite‘s Nico, I tried my best here, but BRO so hard to color like Bruna. Maybe I made him a lil too red ;u;

3- @saberghatz‘s Nico. Idk why but it looks more like saber’s last year’s art, cause her Nico changed a little, but I love both her Nicos, so :v 

4- @tamaytka‘s Nico. Im sorry that I ruined the way you draw eyes, I really LOVE your eyes, but I COULD NOT make justice to them. 

5- @leegarbettart  Lee Garbett never drew Nico but he is my favorite artist in comic books, he draws Loki in Agent of Asgard, and I love his art so much!

6- @onihimeart also never drew Nico, but her art style is so complicated that I could not even make it look alike ;u; Sorry friend! 


heterosexual pandering? in my danganronpa?? it’s more likely than you think

this is it guys, the last few hours until we see either the most groundbreaking romance ever aired on television or the floor is lava literally?? 

i want to thank all of you so so so much im not being even fucking soppy i’ve been through SO FUCKING MUCH these past 3 years since i joined this fandom i battled so many demons including depression, eating disorders, and just everything shitty and you, all of you helped me live through it all and here i am - waiting for the most beautiful thing to happen - sherlock holmes and john watson to kiss for the first ever time in 130 years 

i owe you my life guys, if it werent for you i would 100% dead im not even exaggerating i love you i love you i love im fucking drunk but johnlock helped me learn whats love and i finally escaped from a physically abusive relationship so thank you so so so so much

i want to break my heart into tiny tiny pieces and give it to every individual here and for all the people who follow me i love you u cant comprehend how grateful i am to be with you -  @bimartin (ily so much u fucking idiot), @quietlyprim @marcelock @cuccaine2 @glassofteajlc @hotsmugstache @johnlockfulfillment @teapotsubtext @cloisteredself @softlavenders @propergenius @johnlockogie @johnsjawline @1895ad @1895 @nondeducible @writemeastoryofsolitude @kinklock  @rainlock @szpok @gayufo @brothersholmes @sadlawyer @warmth-and-constancy @darkmofftiss @deserthearts @darlingbenny @deducingbbcsherlock @deducethegay @detectivelyd @dry @dramaqueern @drool-is-love @shylocks @shylockgnomes @thediogenes @balletlock @softelytjlc @jeslock @syupon @paintingwithpablo @theymakemagic @heartoftheconspiracy @sherrinfordholmes @grumpybijohn @grumpy-swoop @graceebooks @gaytheist @greglestrade @cakepopsforeveryone @therealmartinsgrrrl @rosegoldsherlock @rominatrix @susscx @theneckstroke @thecumbercollective @thetwelfthpanda @the-7-percent-solution @taikova

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thank you so so much for all of you and to everyone how is following me 

because of you i am still alive and well and i cant wait till sherlock holmes and john watson kiss

i love you so much!!! thank you!

Infatuation (pt8)

Originally posted by qt-taehyungssi

“Another whistle blew, stopping the game. I could feel my heart slamming against my chest now, what if it was one of they guys? The referee rushed to the crowd of people now surrounding the fallen player. I watched as they propped his head onto someone’s lap, and started to slide the helmet off of his head. My eyes widen in horror as I see the green bangs spilling out of the helmet. “Taehyung!””

A/N - this chapter sort of repeats last chapters events, but in Y/n’s point of view, so don’t get confused, okay?

Genre: Fluffy? Angsty? Fuckboy!Taehyung, Fuckboy!BTS
Members: Taehyung x Reader, All of BTS at somepoint,
Word count: 1981

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hi I’m emii and I use snapchat filters too much

tagged by @mypokepal to do the 6 selfie thing! Thank you so much, you’re the sweetest~~

I will tag @mespirited @enecoo @kazoo-goddess @severedfate @lizzrobinett but none of you have to of course!! You’re all such nice and lovely people and friends ❤ ❤ ❤

Dive // Step Brother au // 2

 Bts Kim Taehyung

Au one shot part 2 ~ You guys really loved the first part so I had to make another.. ^^ Thank you for the feed back and notes.

Part 1  Part 3 

Warnings? Uhh read to find out… Maybe?

~ Step siblings au ~ (M)

It was hard to stay away from a boy whom you had feelings for before your parents even came together. Especially when the boy you needed to stay away from was playing mind games with you and constantly annoying you..

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I sketched the children again~


Icing has Bittynapped them All TwT whelp, finally posted it:Part 3.1 This was supposed to be the last part but i didn’t anticipate that part 3 of the comic would be long hahah😂 so now there’ll be like 2 more? huhu & it might be awhile for me to post them(I don’t know what I’m doing, I’m making this up as I go) Credits, Disclaimers belowww:
fell!Palette(Icing) & Palette @angexci
Goth @nekophy
wolf!Goth @echoiart
library!Goth @bunabelldraws
Gloom Pibby& ct!Goth @blogthegreatrouge
sadly, Cupcake aint in any of the panels TwT he’ll come later.

Comic Art & Pot!Eve by Me @butterflypea


i don’t say: the first time you held my hand, i was grounded to this earth in a beautiful way. like ships had come home in me. like all my dreams about flying.

i don’t say: i am so grateful for the moments you held my hair back or stroked my knuckles or fixed my dress or gave me that little reassuring squeeze or walked me through a panic attack. i am grateful for every night you stayed up late texting me and every tear you brushed away and every pint of shared ice cream. i am grateful for everything.

i don’t say: i owe you sunrises. i owe you laughter. i would fight to protect your happiness with every tooth and fiber and atom of my being. i love you deep.

- r.i.d


Last part!

Wow thank you everyone who sent me so many nice messages and comments! I’m glad people liked this comic, even though I made it up on the spot and almost makes no sense. It’s not perfect but it was certainly good practice!

Other parts: 1 2 3 4 5 6


Hello, baby. Part 2

Im sorry, but I changed my writing style to first person.
I use ‘ ’ for what Katrina is thinking & I put it in Italic.

I start to open my eyes and I think that maybe last night was a dream.

I stretch on the bed feeling the silk sheets, ‘Definitely not a dream.’ I have never had anything silk in my life.

I sit up and realize Mr. J is gone, a pit starts building in my stomach as I get up. I don’t know what I can and can’t do, the boundaries with this man are so unclear.

I make my way to the hallway in the bedroom I open first door on the right, it’s a closet. On the left, another closet. ‘I’m sure going through closets crosses a boundary’. I keep walking and see a second door on the right, bingo! It’s a bathroom!

I pull my hair into a high bun and stand facing the mirror with my head down. I can feel the knot in my stomach grow bigger, I close my eyes tight trying to build up the nerve to look at myself in the mirror. ‘One. Two. Three.’

I was expecting a lot worse. All that was left of the painful memory was a small purple bruise on the corner of my eye from the hand of Mr. J. I rinse my face with cold water and search for any kind of toothpaste or mouth wash. Mouth wash it is. I do a quick rinse and take a few deep breaths before walking back out into the bedroom. I open the bedroom door and can hear Mr. J talking to someone.

“She’s still sleeping, go get her things and cancel any leases or loans she has. I don’t care. No. No. You are pushing me to my edge right now. I don’t care how you get this shit done, just do it!” 
I act like I just opened the door. ‘Lord knows that eavesdropping is a boundary I don’t want to cross’.

“Hello?” I whisper almost hoping he doesn’t hear me.

“In her baby.” Mr. J calls out to me from one of the rooms.

“Where are you Mr. J?” My voice reaches out to him. This place is huge. What am I supposed to do, play Marco Polo in here? 
He steps out of a room that is across from the bedroom.

“Are you hungry darling?”

“Mmm yeah I am.” I hadn’t eaten since yesterday afternoon and now that I think of it, I’m really hungry.

“Jackie! Would you get my doll here some breakfast!” He yells down into the kitchen

“Absolutely sir, what will she be having?”

Mr. J nods over to me as in asking what I want.

“Some coffee and pancakes would be nice.” I look at Mr. J when I speak unsure of how to actually have someone take my order in a house.

“Just some coffee and pancakes for now Jackie.”

“Right away sir, it will be ready in less than 15.”

I am still in awe by the house, seeing it during the day is so much better, brighter. The big windows let the sun reflect off the white marble. It feels warm with the sun shining in.
Mr. J seems warm. I wish so badly that I could easily forgive him and bring him back to bed, but I can’t. I barley know the man and he slapped me. I cant forgive him. Not yet.

“We will be going out tonight doll, I’ll have Jay take you shopping.“

I try and flash a smile at him. “Thank you Mr. J,.”

He gives me a big grin and his silver grill flashes at me. He starts walking back into the room.

Originally posted by imnathbtw

“Mr. J?” I manage to squeak out

“Yes baby?” He says quick turning around.

“Did you happen to get my toothbrush at least?” I ask the question and can feel my cheeks turn a touch of red.

“I have some people working on retrieving your things, it shouldn’t be too much longer.” With that he turns into the room and closes the door, only leaving it a crack open.

“Uh, Mrs? Your breakfast is ready.” She was unsure of what to call me. I walk down the stair and was greeted with a smile.

“I’m Kat, nice to meet you Jackie, and thank you so much!” Her face brightened, Mr. J must not say thank you very often.

“Very nice to meet you Kat.” She started to walk away.

“Uhm, Jackie? Would you… Want to sit with me for a few minutes?”

She seemed unsure. “I’ll have to check with sir..”

“It’s fine Jackie.” He yells out from the room. 

She smiles and sits. I ask her about her life, where she was born, her family, how she got here. I really just wanted to forget about last night.

“He’s really not a bad guy, if you know what I’m saying. He makes sure we have a good living and can support the people we need to support and that’s all I can really ask for.” She trail off a little bit.

“I really must get back to work, it was very nice talking with you Kat.” She gives me a big smile and is gone.

Mr. J walks down the stairs. I feel myself get tense, but I try to force my body to relax.

“How did you sleep?” His tone is calm

“Very well, thank you Mr. J.” I try and keep it short and simple.

“It was a long night last night… ” he moves behind you.

His hands brushing up and down my sides. His touch sends chills throughout my body. I can feel myself getting wet as the seconds pass. I really don’t want him to know his effect on me. He reaches his hands across my stomach and starts un-buttoning the shirt he let me sleep in. My hands feel glued to the table, like any sudden movements and he will pounce. My eyes are closed tight, wanting to resist his touch and scent.

He has the smell of coffee and cologne this morning and it drives my senses wild.

He presses his lips against my shoulder and back up to my neck. He opens his mouth just enough to let his tongue glide across my neck. A small gasp left my lips without me even realizing it.

“No.” The word softly leaves my lips.

His eyes are sharp. I know that’s not what he wanted to hear. No man ever wants to hear no but this man, I can tell this man really hates being told no. 

“Please, stop. Please don’t be mad.” My voice is trembling.

“Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty….” He almost sound like he’s mocking me

“Please don’t hit me Mr. J.” My throat feels dry and I don’t even think sound came out when I spoke

He must of heard me though because his demeanor changed, less angry but more frustrated. He lifted his hands to run the through his hair and I lifted my hands in defense. Even though my action was reasonable I felt embarrassed. I got up and ran to the only bathroom I knew of and locked the door. I sat against the wall farthest from the door. I wrapped my arms tightly around my knees and tucked my head down and cried.

‘What is going on! Why did I become so infatuated with this man. How does he act so thoughtful yet so incredibly insensitive. Oh, that’s right. He’s psychotic! He’s such an asshole!’

“Darling?” His voice is so soft I almost didn’t hear it with all the yelling going on in my own head. I sit behind the door flipping him off not saying a single word.

“Kat. Please. We are supposed to go out tonight. Remember?”

I have both middle fingers raised at the door. I’m not saying a word to him.

“Pumpkin, I really need you to open this door.”

I don’t believe a word he says. 

I didn’t hear anything from him for a while, I fell asleep for what felt like 15 minutes but I don’t know how long I was actually out for. I got up and decided to shower. No shampoo or conditioner in the shower. ‘He has to shower, right!’ I decide to look through the bathroom and see if I can find even a hotel bottle of soap. I go under the set of cabinets on the left. Toilet paper, a few towels, a few boxes of hair color. I turn the the right side hoping for even a bar of soap. More towels, razors and shaving cream, a small brown box and shampoo. ‘Thank you Mr. J!’ I took a second glance at the the small box, there wasn’t a lock on it so it couldn’t be something he was hiding. I sit legs crossed and pull the box out, I take a quick look at the door making sure nothing has moved. I gently take the lid off, my heart drops. 

It’s an old picture, an old picture of Mr. J. He looks like a teenager with his curly black hair that is unkept, his not as pale skin, baggy jeans, a green T-shirt and … A smile. A genuine smile. He looks happy. I feel my eyes start to tear up. ‘What happened to this boy in the picture? What changed? What messed you up Mr. J?
I wipe my eyes and realize I’ve been staring at the picture far too long. I put the box back exactly how I found it and get in the shower. Not long after my shower, which was much needed, there is a faint knock on the door.

“Kat, it’s me Jackie, are you ok?”

“I’m ok. Is he here?” I’m whispering as if it’s a secret.

“No he isn’t. Would you come out sweetie?” Her voice was concerning.

I open up the door slowly and it really is just her, so I open the door all the way and walk out to the living room where a couple of guards were sitting.

“Where is he?”

“Probably in some strippers ass by now.” One of the guards say just loud enough for me to hear. ‘Ouch.’

“What time is it?!” I realized it’s dark outside.

“A little after 9pm dear.”

“Shit! I must of fallen asleep a lot longer than I thought! I didn’t mean to stay in there that long!” I look at Jackie “What should I do? Should I leave? He is going to kill me, isn’t he?”

She barely lets me finish the question, “No, don’t leave. He won’t kill you but he will be worse if you leave. Either get ready or wait here. I can make you some dinner if you would like?”

“I’ll wait here for him.”

“Yeah let him finish tearing the strippers pussy to shreds.” The guard doesn’t even try to keep his voice at a whisper. ‘Ouch again.’ Jackie shoots him a stern look and escorts me to the kitchen.

“What would you like dear?”

“What do you mean by worse? You said it would make him worse if I left? I’ve barely known the man for 2 days and 1 day was spent in a bathroom!”

“Uh, sweetie I can’t answer that. I’m not allowed to talk about what he is like at home. Ever. Everyone has their good days and bad days though, right?” She saw the concerned look on my face and sighed, “It will be ok Kat, I promise. Ill make you a sandwich, ok?”

I just nod. “Ill be right back.” I run back up the stairs and find my purse, I quickly throw on some makeup. I don’t want Mr. J to think i’ve been a bum all day. I return downstairs.

“How late does he usually stay out Jackie?” 

“Depends dear, business or pleasure. Sometimes he doesn’t come home till early in the morning, sometimes he leaves at 7pm and is home by 11pm. Don’t worry dear, he will be home soon.” She only pauses for a second. “How did you come about, if you don’t mind me pressing?”

A smile comes to my face thinking of all the times I stood outside staring into those windows, dreaming of him. 
“Well, I never knew much about him other than he is dangerous. I have only heard what the news says and all the gossip, of course its not all positive. People always talk about his looks as well. He sounded too good to be true. I figured he must have a good side, or at least … something good in him. When I saw him for the first time I could of died there and been fine.”

She pushed the plate towards me “You weren’t a dancer then? You didn’t work at his club?” Her look is puzzled. 

“No, I work, or worked at a dinner down the street. Why?”

“I don’t mean this in any way disrespectful dear, he just usually brings home a dancer for a few days. I shouldn’t be telling you this sweetie, but you are beautiful and so kind. Just, keep your guard up honey.”

My heart sank a little, I mean i figured he wasn’t home alone every night but rotating girls. All the time. I have only been with one guy before and that was years ago. ‘I don’t know if I can be his.’

 “Thanks Jackie. Im going to eat in the room, is that ok?”

“Of course sweetie!”

Hours pass by. No sign of Mr. J. I look at the clock, 2am. I curl up on my side and place my hand on his side of the bed hoping that if i fall asleep I’ll feel him move me.

“Well, well, well” The bedroom doors burst open and he laughs this loud crackling laugh. “The princess finally came out of hiding!”

I could smell the alcohol on him. 

“Mr. J!” I got up and tried to catch his balance. 

“The shirt for bed, i need a bed.” He is realllly drunk.

I sit him down on his bed and yell for Jackie. She hurries up the stairs 
“Yes Kat?”
“Could you get me a glass of water and Advil for his night stand please? If i knew where anything was I would get it, sorry for bothering you this late.”
“No worries Kat, I am always on call working for this man.” She says it with a smile.

I start by taking off his jewelry, a couple of necklaces and quite a few rings.

“Don’t do things like that. Me like that. You and me like cats.” 

Thank God he’s a happy drunk.

I then take his jacket off, i reach for his shirt and pull that off as well. He is beautiful. His skin was always cool to the touch but would warm up easily. The scars on his body, I wanted to know the story behind every one. My finger traced over a few on his chest, I looked up into his drunk eyes. 
“What happened to you?”
I stand him up and he rest on my shoulders, I un button his pants waiting for sexual comment, he was barley awake now.
I leave his boxers on.
I knew he didn’t sleep with his mask on, there would of been red lipstick all over the bed. I lay him on his back and went to the bathroom and got a rag with warm water. I head back over to him, he’s asleep. I press the rag gently on his skin, I wipe his lips, they are stained a lighter red. I wipe the sweat from the rest of his face.
“You are so genuine.” Jackie says in a low voice as she bring the water and Advil in.
I give her a faint smile and put everything on his night stand. I cant help myself. I kiss him softly on his lips and then crawl into bed next to him.

“Good night Mr. J”

I wake up before him. Laying there next to him, he is peaceful, his chest rising and falling with every breath. I scoot in. I place my hand on his chest and trace more scars. “I just want to know you.” I say in a whisper. I keep my eyes focused on his face, memorizing every detail. 

“Its not polite to stare darling.” His voice is so hoarse and deep
“Good morning Mr. J.” I try not to sound like my heart isn’t racing now.
“Good morning doll.” His eyes are still closed.
“Im, Im really sorry about yesterday. I fell asleep in there.”
“Lets not talk about this now baby. Lets go get some breakfast first.”
“Ok Mr. J”
He gets up and uses the bathroom and when he looks in the mirror he seems a little shocked.
He heads downstairs.
I go and rinse my face and braid my hair back.
I hear Mr. J talking to Jackie.
“Did I come home in my boxers last night?” He asks frustrated.
“No dear, you did not. That lovely thing up there undressed you and cleaned your face before she put you to bed. She’s a good girl Sir and she’s got a lot of heart for you.”
I make my presence known, “Good morning Jackie.”
“Good morning dear, what would you like today?”
“Just coffee please.”
Mr. J eyes are on me, studying me. I shoot him a glance and we lock eyes. My whole body feels his stare and I instantly get wet. He bites his lip as our eyes are locked and I have to break the stare.
“Come with me.” His voice is deep 
He walks up the stairs and heads to the bedroom.
“But Mr. J, my coffee?”
“Now.” He doesn’t even bother to turn around.
I run up the stairs behind him.
He slams the door shut causing me to jump.
“I heard what you did for me last night, I have to thank my princess accordingly, right?” He stands behind me with his hands firmly on my hips, pushing me towards the bed. He turns me around and grabs my face close to his. “Do not love me princess. Do not, Do not, Do not.”
His mouth in on mine, I eagerly part my lips letting his tongue explore as i do the same to him. Running my tongue on his silver plated teeth. My hands reach up and wrap around his neck. Our mouths attached like its our last breath of air. 
He pulls me in tightly, i can feel his bulge against the lower part of my stomach. I let out a soft moan.
He sits me on the bed and has his face buried in my neck, his teeth and tongue have me arching my back. His hands are on my knees and he pulls them apart. He rips my shirt off, he must of forgotten that I don’t have any of my stuff yet, no bra or underwear. His eyes are so hungry and I feel as if he could make me cum just by his stare. His hands and mouth are covering my chest, he looks up at me as his kisses get lower, he gets to my bellybutton, my breathing is heavy.
“Mr.-J. Ple-ase.”
“Please what baby?” He kisses the inside of my thighs.
“Tell me what you want baby girl, ill give you the world.”
I try to find my breath to speak, “Taste me Mr. J.”
He kisses down my pussy, I moan louder. He looks up at me and bites his lip.
“Ill devour you.” He slides his tongue in and swirls it up to my clit. He’s taking every drop of me with his tongue. My back is arched and Im screaming his name. Every time i push my hips against him he digs his grip in my thighs tighter and it drives me ever crazier.
“Im-I-Im about to cum!” he shoves 2 fingers in me and my hands find his hair. He lets out a low growl and it send me into my orgasm.
He comes back up to me and kisses my neck and i pull his face close bringing his lips to mine.
“How do you taste Princess?”
“I taste good Mr. J.” I bite his lip as he pulls away.
He pulls me up and im standing next to him, his dick is hard and i cant help but reach for it. I moan as i feel how big he is. He comes after my neck again.
I slip away from him and get to my knees.
I stroke the length of his dick.
I look him in the eyes as I slide his dick into my mouth, he throws his head back and lets out a rough moan.

Originally posted by blairwitchk

I keep sliding his dick in and out of my mouth as i swirl my tongue on his tip.
He grabs the back of my head and has me deep throat him. My gagging causes me to give more growls.
He lets me off for air.
“I want to taste you daddy.”
He looks at me and I can hear the growl from his throat, I get his eye contact and slide his dick in my mouth again, he cums instantly.
He reaches down again and uses his thumb to part my lips to see. 
I swallow.

We got back into bed, he squeezed me close to him. I started running my fingers across his scars again. I felt his eyes on me but didn’t look back at him.
“Whats on your mind darling?”
“A few things.” My hands are still busy going over every mark on his torso.
“Care to share them with me?”
“What are these scars from?” I look up at him and his look was puzzled.
There was a long pause.
“Thats for another day doll. What else is on your mind?”
I turn my eyes to his torso again, “Coffee.”
A small laugh leaves his lips, “Anything for you darling,”

He gets up and makes a fresh pot of coffee and brings it upstairs. I sit up and place the purple silk sheets around me.
His gaze sets on the bruises on my neck from moments ago.
He pours me a cup of coffee and kisses the mark gently before giving me the cup.

I sit in bed with the silk sheet around me as I watch Mr. J get ready.
He notices my eyes following him, “Is this what you plan to do all day?”
I snap out of it. “Uhm, I wouldn’t mind it.” I give him a slight smile.
He comes back over and gives me a quick kiss and he finishes up.

“Mr. J?” i call for him before he leaves the room.
“Yes doll?” He walks to where you are sitting on the bed.
“I need some clothes.” I shrug my shoulders as im still wrapped in sheets.
“Damn it! Hang on one moment baby.” He storms out leaving the door open.
Jay walks by and does a double take.
“Hey.” Trying to make this less awkward.
He just keeps walking.
The guard from last night walks by and notices.
“How did those sloppy seconds taste?” He lets out a laugh
“Fuck you!” I get up, sheet still wrapped around me.
“Who the hell do you think you are with these rude disgusting comments!”
His eyes are wide and the few people around are staring.
Before I can say another word Mr. J is by my side with his arm around my waist.
“Whats the matter here princess? Are you ok?”
I roll my eyes at the guard, “Yes, i’m fine. This guy is just an asshole.”
“My, my, my.” He turns his attention to the guard. “We were having such a fantastic morning too. Ill give you one chance to tell me what you did to upset my princess. Ready. Go.”
The guard stammers and stutters
“He told me you were with a stripper last night and asked me how my sloppy seconds were this morning.” I don’t have the patience for him anymore.

Mr. J looks at me and pulls me close to him kisses me and looks back at the guard.
“And you guys thought I had a short fuse!” he gives a small laugh.
He pulls his gun, covers my face and shoots him in the head in one swift motion. He doesn’t lift his hand he just whispers to me, “Its ok baby doll. He wont bother you anymore.”
I look up and and kiss him.

“Can we go out tonight?” I ask, I want to be seen with him.
“Absolutly darling.” He kisses my forehead and heads into another room for work.

Either you tell him, or i will

Originally posted by litourgiya

*GIF not mine*

Part 4 // Part 3 // Part 2 // Part 1

Then my lovely patience ones, the part 4 is finally done! Again Im so sorry that it has taken so long! I have actually no idea where this is going or where my imagination is coming from (god’s biggest mystery). The last episode was just amazing, plain and simple, and i can’t wait until the next episode.. shit this series have me whipped. Anyhow i hope there isn’t that much misspellings in this one, but it’s probably full of them! I have also listened to your tips and made more paragraphs! One thing before i’ll shut up, i will update all my old imagines every now and then, when i actually have some time!

Request: Anon(s)

When is part 4 of the hvitserk imagine coming? That story is great! You should make more parts, not only 4! 😊😊😍😘❤

Are you writing a part 4 of your hvitserk imagine?

Warnings: you should now me by now, if it’s Hvitserk, it’s smut. NSFW

Wordcount: 4,000 exactly :)(:

I remember how angry he was when he got back home and we really started to argue.

“I won’t tell him Hvitserk, i won’t risk it.” I had told him with teary eyes.

He tossed a pottery vase into the wall next to me - made it shatter to a million pieces. For the first time he had actually scared me.

“I don’t care about it, he can’t kill me he’s a cripple! I can protect myself y/n.” Never have i seen him so angry before, never so violent.

“Don’t underestimate him…” I had warned as i gripped onto his chin, making him face me. His mouth letting out heavy panting.

“Either you tell him, or i will”. His words spoken through gritted as his hand took a hold around my wrist, squeezing it - chest raised with every breath.

“Then i will deny it. It will be your word against mine, Hvitserk.”

A single tear ran down my cold cheek, leaving a burning trail behind. He had let out a breathless laugh, as he looked at me with a clenched jaw and lips pressed into a firm line. Nodding, he had let my wrist go before pushing past me with his shoulder and walked out of the room with heavy steps, slammed the door behind him. I had closed my eyes shut and sunk down to my knees, and let the rim of tears go, as i bursted out in sobs into the cold, dark room.

I had avoided my love for almost a week after that, leaving into the woods before he could get a hold of me, taking another way home from the market so i didn’t stumble upon him. My mother had also noticed the change in me, making her worried. She had told me multiple of times that Ivar came by, and didn’t quite grasp why i had turned my back at my best friend.

I’m cursing Ivar for thinking he could claim me in such a way, like i was some sort of object to be owned! It pained me to the bone marrow not to be with Hvitserk, but i know the pain would be even greater if his brother should take his life - take him away from my arms forever. It was better this way, i tried to tell myself.

Petting the little brown and white kitten, i let the soft fur slip trough my fingers as i stared out on the grey fjord - my bum resting on a large moss covered rock. This was a reserved place, so far away that people rarely bothered to come to it. I couldn’t understand how everything had turned so fast on it’s head, from happiness to sorrow in just a day. The wind blew, carrying the sweet smell of ocean and making my hair dance around me. Familiar steps came closer, and i pressed my eyelids together not really wanting to talk to someone right now. A broad man sat down next to me, an arrow in his hands.

“You have become a rare sight y/n. Has something happened?” Ubbe’s voice called for me and i turned to look at his blue eyes.

“No. I just needed some time alone, it’s nothing to worry about.”

Taking his big hand in mine, i tried to get my voice to sound as sincere as i could.

He nodded, pressing his lips tight into a firm line. I couldn’t tell if he believed me or not.

“Well, we all miss you. The day’s just aren’t the same without your presence to lighten it up, and i think both Ivar and Hvitserk especially agrees with me”.

I furrowed my eyebrow at him as my fingers absentmindedly stroked the sleeping kitty in my lap.

“What do you mean?”

“Both of the idiots has grown more grumpy, Ivar in addition more angry, and i know by the fact because they have been asking around for you. I think Hvitserk misses his hunting partner”. He told and smiled at me.

Of course Hvitserk misses his “huntingpartner”. I returned a warm smile. I knew for sure that i wouldn’t be able to stay away from him. He is a to big a part of me, he is my one true love, and if we had to stay hidden then so be it. Ubbe leaned back on his elbows - looking forward.

“Come and eat supper with us then, y/n?”

“If it will shut your nagging, then fine”. He chuckled at my answer, before returning to a calm silence, only the whispers of the sea around us.

“I bet a sack of coins you wont hit that seagull.” He used the tip of the arrow to point at the bird floating undisturbed out on the water a good distance away. Turning to look at him over my shoulder i saw the smirk prominent on his face, before i snapped the thing out of his hand and reaching for my bow. Taking my aim and releasing.

I told Ubbe i were going on a hunt to collect tomorrows dinner, and that Hvitserk could join me if he cared to - meeting me at the our spot. I didn’t really plan on hunting, his sack had more than enough coin to buy the dinner instead, but i needed to see his brother again.

The pond in front of me was calm enough to mirror everything around it, only a drop from a leaf disturbing it - growing bigger circles at the seconds. The forest felt alive, giving soft noises from every corner. Dew on the grass wet my feet as i remove my shoe, and receiving a tingling feeling. Singing from the birds fills my ears, making me smile. Fingers pulling on the treads that keep my body covered, and pushing it of. Stepping out of the last piece of fabric prisoning me, i got completely naked - i got one with the forest. Footsteps inching closer to the pond until there was no more ground to step on. Letting the sweet air of forest fill my lunges i dive into the water, penetrating my reflection.

The cold water surrounded me and everything went silent for a moment, like i left everything and all behind. Swimming up to the surface again, i broke trough it - pushing my hair back at the same time, welcoming the air back into my body.

“What are you doing?” The oh, so familiar voice asked, and i couldn’t help but let a smirk grow on my face. My back still facing him, i answered.

“Im taking a bath. I bet your mother would like to have clean guests at her table later.”

I turned over my shoulder to look at him, he didn’t disappoint. He was standing there with a bow draped over his broad chest, arms crossing over it. The angry face i had last seen was no longer to be found, but instead replaced with the cocky one i loved, and hated.

“I thought you said we were going on a hunt”, he said looking at my pile of clothing and lifting a hand.

Turning towards him i swam closer until i was a good meter away from him, my hair floating around me like a h/c shield - covering my chest.

“I can’t go on a hunt now, Im all wet.”

I saw my carefully chosen sentence ignited something in him - something lustful. Licking his lips he pulled a hand trough his hair, looking at me rather amused. Squatting down i swam even closer until i could touch him.

“How do i know you’re not the Huldra?” He asked daringly, crooking an eyebrow at me.

Looking up at him seductively, i rested my upper arms on the grass as i lifted myself up and leaned closer to his handsome face.

“It’s a chance you have to take.” Whispers falling out of my mouth.

I saw him closing his eyes and closed in with a hint of pout on his lips. Taking this as a chance to make some mischief, i waited until he was nearly an inch away, before i flipped my fingers right under the surface - sending a splash right onto his face. Kicking my feet, i pushed myself backwards, a smirk prominent on my face - eyes still lingering on him as he grimaced, slightly in shook of the action. He quickly recovered, giving me a warning glare while pointing a finger at me.

“You’re gonna regret that, you little tease!”

I giggled and bit my lip as he hastily stripped of his clothing. To my surprise, he dived without warning. I lost my sight on him, starting to grow a little nervous. A pair of strong arms wrapped around my waist before pulling me under - making me close my eyes and draw a sharp breath. His lips met mine, making me return it. Breaking the surface again, we also broke our kiss. I lifted my legs to lock them around his abdomen, just as his hands gripped on to my butt - pressing me closer.

“Im so sorry, love. I should never have acted that way towards you.”

Words so sincere i couldn’t help but kiss him again. He moved so his long legs could stand on the ground, keeping us steady. My slender fingers traveling through his scalp, knotting into his hair. Greedy hands kneading on my skin as both of us became more fierce. Lifting me up so i was hovering over him, my mouth went agape - giving his tongue the chance to explore mine. He was my drug and my body needed him, there was no use in resistance. His tongue smooth as it danced along mine, tasting a sweet trail of water on it. Growing more eager myself, i let my sloppy kisses trail over his cheek and down to his neck - needing more of him.


A small moan, my name baked into it, rolled of his swollen lips - making me more greedy of his skin. His member competing with my own eagerness, as i felt it pressing against my thigh. Taking a pause from his neck i looked down at him once again, meeting his devouring gaze. I could almost smell the testosterone of him - just the reaction i had wanted. Letting my fingers skim down his abdomen, feeling every muscle hidden under the skin - until i reached his member and taking a hold of it. A hiss pressed out of his gritted teeth as he shut his eyes.

“A little impatient my prince?”

A seductive voice putting him in a trance. I bet if it weren’t for the water, he would be leaking with pre-cum. With a smack from his lips he opened his eyes, sending me a warning look not to tease him. He simply didn’t have enough patience left for my games. But neither had i. Letting my hand gently stroke him a couple of times i leaned in close to his ear.

“I need you now, i need you to fuck me senseless.” Whispering into his ear and gently pulling at his earlobe between my teeth, giving a little moan.

This was enough to spill the rest of his remaining self control. A rough grasp on one of my buttocks to keep me in place, as the other went to place himself in front of my entrance. Trapping my bottom lip with his teeth, sucking on it - as he pushed in, earning a gasp from me. Using my weight to slide completely on to him, he stretched me out - leaving no space unused.

He gave a rough thrust, sending my heavy head back followed by my wet h/c hair - a naked chest flashing at him. It didn’t take long for his mouth to leach on to my breast, sucking on my nipple. His hard thrusts made the water surrounding us stir. Rocking my hips to meet his, i was assisted by the hand on my butt - pushing me downward.

“Harder Hvitserk, harder, don’t stop!”

He didn’t answer, just groaned - following my command. My fingers moved to his back to hold myself steady from his slamming, fingernails digging into his flesh. Biting down on my nipple harshly, i let out a loud shriek as my fingernails scraped down his back - receiving an animalistic growl from him. The pulsating feeling started, spreading from my core, sending a hammering sensation all over my body and my muscles started to tighten.

“Open your mouth.” He demanded as he let my breast go.

I did as he told and he attacked my lips with his. My innocent whimpers and moans making me sound so fragile in his strong embrace, turned him on like crazy. The heavy panting of his, mixed with tiny moans, fanned over my face.

“Fuck you’re wet y/n! God’s you feel so fucking good!” He said, words pressed out trough a clenched jaw.

Placing his hand on my upper back, he closed the space between us, holding me close.

“Never leave me Hvitserk, promise me.” My weak voice told him as my breathing was getting irregular - the pulsating getting stronger, signaling that Im close.

His thrust was getting sloppier, the same as his kisses on my neck. He couldn’t keep on much longer, not when Im clenching around his member like this.

“I promise y/n, never.”

I met his blazing gaze, blue intense eyes staring right back at my e/c ones. And there it was, that one final push that send me into a heavenly rush. My body started to shake uncontrollably as a loud gasp emerged from me. I lost focus on everything, the same with my ability to speak or think. I swear i shut my eyes so close i was starting to black out, or at least see stars. He gave his last thrusts, shoving deep into me, as he gave in himself with a long sweet moan into my shoulder.

Im amazed about the fact that he has strength enough to hold me up after this, because i had none, resting my head on his shoulder. I heard his heavy breath starting to calm down, as he stroke my damp smooth hair, gently kissing my neck.

“I don’t think you’re the Huldra”, he chuckled, as i regained enough energy to look at him.

“And why not?”

“Because then you would have killed me a long time ago.”

He laid a soft loving kiss on my sore, swollen lips.

“Well, there is still time..” I teased him with a giggle, licking my lips.

We got back just in time for supper. I playfully raced him to the table, trying to cover the “hiddenlovers” look.

“Y/n, always a pleasure”, queen Asluag said in a solemn tone.

“The pleasure is all mine my queen.”

I looked down at my feet, giving her a polite nod. I knew i wasn’t her ultimate choice as daughter in law, so i didn’t need to behave more wildling than she already thought i did. It seemed like she accepted my greeting by nodding back, a smile tugging at her big mouth, couldn’t tell if it was fake or not.

The main hall was warm and cosy, quite inviting, with a delicious scent in the air. I my hair was in a beautiful braid, traveling down my neck. It was mostly there to cover up the purple bruise formed as Hvitserk’s mouth. The idiot didn’t remember we where eating with his family afterwards, he was to deep into his pleasure to even think that far - to caught up in the moment. My hunger where gnawing at my bones, filling my mouth with water.

“Please my son, and y/n, sit down.”

I followed Hvitserk’s lead, quite nervous to make a mistake around his mother, afraid she would judge me. He pulled out the chair next to Ubbe, telling me to sit down, before doing the same.

“Y/n, my dear eat, it looks like you are starving, and you must be. A hunt is quite energy taking.”

In the corner of my right eye i saw him holding back a smile at what his mother said, making me kick him in the leg, reminding him who where in the same room as us. I hadn’t dared to look at Ivar yet, before now. He had a blond girl next to him, Margrethe i think Hvitserk said her name was, holding her hand as she fed him. The poor girl looked like a trapped doe, wolf circling her. Ivar met my eyes and i gave him a warm smile, in which he returned as usual, but his stare switched over to his brother next to me - turning cold at the second.

“It’s so nice to see you again y/n, you’ve been a hard woman to find these last days.”

Ivars teasing voice reached me as i took a bite of my soft bread.

“Well, it looks like you’ve found someone comforting you in my absent.” I mockingly said, hinting towards Margrethe. His brothers started to laugh at my snappy comment, as he did too. The uptight and tense feeling seemed to disappear piece by piece, and it finally felt normal again, like i didn’t have to look over my shoulder all the time.

“I have to say y/n, you’re skin is glowing! Your mother must be feeding you well.” Asluag spoke to me.

“I can tell you it not only food that gives her such glow, mother.”

I turned to look at Ubbe with big eyes. He had a smirk hidden behind his ale cup, winking at me. Blushing like hell i playfully shoved him as the rest only laughed, only Ivar’s didn’t last long.

“You should all be married, and soon. Ubbe you should have children.” Their mother trying to start a serious conversation.

“And i probably already have”, her oldest responded making both me and Hvitserk snicker.

“Im serious!” She tried to say while suppressing her own laughter.

I found the theme of conversation quite awkward to take a part of, so i did what i could do - i played with the mush in front of me, turning deaf ear.

“So you loved Ragnar when you married him? And he loved you?”

Sigurd’s question where building a heavy tenseness around the table, causing me to turn my attention towards him. I could feel my boyfriend stiffen up a little ext to me, feeling the same pressure as me.

The queen wiped her mouth before turning to her son quite stern.

“Of course i loved him!” She almost yelled.

There was a silence, and not a good one, where both mother and sone looked at each other. Then Sigurd decided to speak again.

“Some say that you bewitched him.” He stated simply, turning away form his mother’s cold stare.

Hvitserk stopped with his spoon mid air at his brothers words, as i nearly choked on my ale - growing big eyes. This was definitely going to turn worse if he didn’t stop.

“What is wrong with you?” Ivar called out for his brother - jaw clenched.

“Nothing is wrong with me, i just want to know if she had loved anyone except Harbard. You remember Harbard don’t you?”

Sigurd turned his attention to me, Ubbe and Hvitserk. The situation was so uncomfortable i nearly had problem breathing through the thick, tense air. I felt Hvitserk’s hand on my thigh, trying to calm me. I flicked my eyes at him, before meeting Ivar’s ones. My eyes almost pleading him to stop this, to remove me from this place.

“Of course she has loved someone else. She has always loved, me.”

Ivar obviously heard my pray, trying to lighten the situation with his bright smile.

“Isn’t that right, mother?”

She returned a kind smile to her son as she nodded. Ivar’s answer didn’t fall in taste for Sigurd, as i watched him forge an even greater annoyance.

“She just feels pity for you, that’s all.”

The situation was just getting worse and worse, and nobody where going to stop it. Ubbe’s and Hvitserk’s nervous, heavy breathing infected mine, as i started to look everywhere else than what was happening in front of me.

“We all feel pity for you. Do you think y/n is kind to you for any other reason?”


My head harshly turned to to him, big nervous eyes meeting his gaze, begging him to stop. I could feel Ivar’s anger growing, spreading all over the table. Suddenly i felt like i had switched place with Margrethe, that i was now the doe. There was no turning back when Ivar was angry, you just had to ride the storm out. I saw Sigurd smirk, finally gaining the response from his brother he wanted.

“Did you really think that she loved you, Ivar?”

I saw Hvitserk give his brother a warning glare, telling him to stop right now. But Sigurd was determined to continue this.

“She is already fucking our brother.”

It felt like i just blacked out, the words hitting me straight in the face. I drew in a shaky breath before opening my mouth, but Sigurd stopped me.

“All those hunting trips. You didn’t really think they where actually just hunting? No brother, Hvitserk have been screwing y/n since the dawn of time. You’ve just denied it Ivar, turned blind to it.”

“Sigurd!” His mother yelled fiercely at him

“You can’t prove shit brother! Don’t be jealous because she actually has more in common with me than you!” Hvitserk said, slamming his fist on the table, giving his brother a death glare.

“I saw the two of you in the wood’s. Riding you like her life was at stake.” He paused.

“Why don’t you remove your braid from your neck y/n, or are you hiding my brother’s mark there?”

I bit my teeth so hard together i could swear they would break. I looked at Ubbe who was watching me, his blue eyes shocked. Sigurd leaned back in his chair, proud of his accomplishment, as he wet his lips - biting on his thumb. Ivar’s stare burned into me as i looked at him. He was only seeing red. Nose flaring with every breath and clenching his jaw, he started to pull himself up. His eyes where long gone from mine, but locked with an intense hatred on his older brother behind me. I saw his hand gripped around his hunting knife, knuckles turning white - Ubbe noticed too.

“Brother sit down.” Ubbe said standing up, trying to calm him.

Ivar was only focused on Hvitserk, but the same applies for my lover. They where staring intense at each other. Ivar started to climb over over Ubbe’s. He laid a hand on his brother trying to stop him.

“Let me pass.”

His words spoken trough gritted teeth as he killed Ubbe with his eyes, making sure he saw the sharp, cold knife in his hands - as he slammed it down on the wooden table, aiding him to drag himself closer.

“Hvitserk, y/n.”

My shaky eyes looked at my caller.

“Leave now.” Ubbe said, scared of what his youngest brother might do.

I gripped around Hvitserk’s arm, pulling at him - but he was steady as a rock, still staring at Ivar.

“Hvitserk, please!” I said, trying to make him move.

Ivar were climbing over my chair and was soon close enough to slash at Hvitserk.

“Hvitserk!” I yelled, i could hear my pulse pounding.

Finally he moved looking at me and taking my hand, as he pulled me towards the door with large steps.

I could hear Ivar crawling after us, but the speed at our feet was simply to fast for him.

No matter how gruesome it must sound, i was actually thanking the god’s they made him a cripple at this moment.

Cause i dare not think what would happen if he did catch up with us.

hah okay so part 5, or?