tw ache

Tiffany had grown used to those sorts of desperate conversations when she was ‘going round the houses’ up in the mountains. They were generated by fear–fear of what would happen to the speaker when they were left alone again. Granny Weatherwax had a way of dealing with this, which was to put the fear of Granny Weatherwax into absolutely everyone, but Granny Weatherwax had had years of being, well, Granny Weatherwax.
—  Terry Pratchett, I Shall Wear Midnight

FKA twigs - tw-ache

These amazing people in this stunning video with that beautiful music shakes me to the core and I cannot get enough.

You’re Never Alone

continued from here [x] @axquietxbeauty

Ivan waited in the shadows of the bedroom, knowing that it would be hours before David would be back. Knowing their schedules better than his own had many benefits… though his own schedule had become centred around hers. His beautiful flower. A small frown creased his face as she threw the note out of the window… though perhaps it had been too forwards. Stepping behind her, Ivan wrapped his arms around her slender waist. 

“Come now Darling… you don’t really want that.”

Crazy In Love

Request – made by anonymous: can i make a scenario request where you and wonho are friends with benefits but then you end up accidentally getting pregnant? its your choice if you want to add smut, angst, or fluff. ^^ thank you~ 

Word count: 2K+
Writer: Mitsuv
Pairing: You aka Jihyun + Wonho of MONSTA X
Genre: Smut, Angst, Slice of Life
Rating: 17+ | this contains vulgar wording and smutty scenes as well as the use of alcohol, triggering thoughts of abortion is also linked – WARNING: if you cannot handle what’s written, please exit out! Also, I am not responsible for underage reading. You have been warned.

INFO: This is my first scenario so I’m extremely nervous! goes to hide but without further ado, I hope you all enjoy it nonetheless! p.s. I couldn’t choose if I wanted smut, angst, or fluff so I gave you a duo: smut and angst! 

The way his hands would glide against her soft skin would always send her in a trance filled with thoughts that would cause shameful looks of both parents that conceived her. His warmth, his girth, his pressure, everything that came with him consumed her thoughts 24/7. It wasn’t healthy but what relationship of that only needing each other for a release was healthy anyway? However, she was fixated and the thought of wanting to claim him hers was tempting but if only he was capable of looking at her and only her would she then have the courage to ask if this “friends with benefits” thing was an actual thing he still considered. Foolish thoughts began to swirl throughout her head and before she knew it, she was sent into euphoria once the pressure of the bottom of her middle began to heat, pooling him with eternal tightness that soon released his hold into hers. His grunts, moans, and breathless manner sent her into overdrive as she rode hers out and gave a breathless grin.

“That… was…” Wonho’s breathless acts were only repetitive as she edged himself out from her and laid right beside, as if it didn’t occur to him anymore for the matter of fact of doing this for over a hundred times.

“Amazing.” Jihyun finished for him and turned her head to see that toothy grin of his as he leaned down to grace her lips with his. Bad move because now her heart swelled up with this fixation of love conforming from this little game of “friends with benefits”. It was dangerous but what would you have expected from a girl who was never experienced with this type of thing? Never touched a single male in her life until he came along and when he came, boy did he make his mark.

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anonymous asked:

I need music recommendations soo bad Help me!!!

i will ALWAYS recommend Kimbra as an artist if you’ve never listened to her. she’s my favorite of all time and i can’t think of any song by her i haven’t spam listened to.

aside from that, right now i really love Tame Impala’s ‘New Person, Same Old Mistake’ and ‘Tw-ache’ by FKA twigs. very spooky tunes!


SterekWeek - A Box of Crayons 

Sterek AU that is a vague Futurefic/Parent AU continuation from my fics Aching for you and Happily Ever After. You don’t have to read them for this to make sense. 

“I’m sorry, but does this look like Celestial blue to you? Look at this- this is obviously violet-blue. This is your job, isn’t it,” Stiles squinted at the employee’s name tag and hissed his name with as much venom as he could muster, “Greg?”

               Apparently Greg wasn’t getting paid enough to care about the delicate shift from pretentious violet-blue to the calming hue of celestial blue though, because the man didn’t even flinch as Stiles’ outburst, and in response he simply shrugged. Derek was standing behind him, and Stiles didn’t have to turn around to know that his husband would have that pensive frown that he would be directing off into the distance. He was no doubt psychoanalyzing Stiles and not actually paying attention to the dire situation that was happening in front of him, it was something that he had always done apparently.

“I mean,” Stiles pressed on, “That would be like suggesting that my eyes are ‘Fuzzy Wuzzy’ when they are quite obviously Citrine with a healthy dash of Tiger’s Eye around the center- you’re a disappointment, Greg. A disappointment.”

“Stiles, I know that Brooklyn wants celestial blue, but I seriously doubt that paint companies name and organize their paints to match Crayola names.” Derek finally mumbled behind him, and Stiles spun on his heel before lifting a finger to stab it against Derek’s sternum, “You think I’m being stupid.”

Derek lifted an eyebrow and his voice was flat as he explained, “I think that our five year old daughter won’t be able to tell the difference between Celestial blue and violet-blue.”

“Maybe she won’t, Derek!” Stiles was aware that he was raising his voice, but he didn’t care, and so he let himself flail his arms as his voice became louder and louder, “Maybe Brooke won’t see the difference between the colours but you know who will, Derek? You and I will when Brooke reaches for her favourite crayon and decides to colour on her walls when we aren’t paying attention and we have to scrub crayon off of the wall. Besides, if Greg,” Stiles threw a scathing look over his shoulder towards the bored employee, “can’t tell the difference between Celestial Blue and Violet-Blue, then you can sure as hell bet that he won’t be able to tell the difference between Maximum Red and Scarlett because you know that Alex always reaches for what he calls 'Daddy Alpha Red’ and always grabs Maximum Red, and I will not be scrubbing Maximum Red crayon off of a Scarlett painted wall, Derek!”

               Derek stared at him for a long moment. Stiles knew that the alpha was busy. Of course he was, they had their family and their pack to deal with, but lately he felt like Derek was never around. He understood that Derek was busy trying to help Liam find an anchor, and that he was spending a lot of time at work as well, but Stiles couldn’t remember the last time that they slept together or even had a chance to really sit down and have some peace and quiet together. Stiles had already complained about all of this a week ago, and while Derek scent marked him and hugged him close for a moment, nothing had actually changed since then. Stiles could see in Derek’s furrowed brows that it was all starting to sink in though. The alpha nodded stiffly and slid a hand around the back of Stiles’ neck, “I’m sorry. We’ll find the closest paint that we can, and you can still see the Sunrise Orange on the wall, just let me know and I’ll deal with it.”

Stiles stepped forward and Derek wrapped him in his arms as Stiles grumbled, “It’s Sunset Orange, and damn right, you will.”

               It was peaceful for a moment; Stiles closed his eyes and rested his ear against the thudding of Derek’s heart in his chest, and he wished that he could stay there forever. That is, until someone cleared their voice behind Stiles.

“I’m sorry,” Greg interrupted, “We don’t seem to have any 'Alpha Red’, would light red work instead?”

A sound bubbled out of Stiles’ lips, and he couldn’t tell if it was a sob or a laugh, but he did know that the rumbling of Derek’s chest was definitely a laugh.