what i did wednesday

@rosewater7 tagged me in What I did Wednesday.

Today wasn’t a good day. It was emotionally charged and hard and it tested my strength. I wanted to sit in a corner and cry. I wanted to scream and shout and say fuck you to the world. But you know what? I didn’t.

@puzzlingpeace I haven’t known you long(but you are pretty much a big deal in my life) but you and @rosewater7 and @wendyi111 helped me pick myself up and dust off the anger and the pain. You all helped me realize the strength that I didn’t think I had anymore. I love you ladies so much. Today was the first time in quite a while that I didn’t shut down. That I didn’t do something that was self destructive cause I have so much love and support from you three. Thank you so much. Even though what I did today might not seem huge, but it was big for me because I consciously chose to turn to someone to talk. I didn’t do my normal “I am fine” and shut you out. Thank you thank you thank you. This, THIS is what we women are all about.

@usps where the FUCK is my package

hi hello yes does anyone think i would like medici: masters of florence?

Kakayama Week day 3: AU ridiculousness feat Yam in glasses


Long story short: Because of our ky lord and savior yamkash I played the Evil Within a few months ago and then jokingly suggested to make it an AU for a ky fanart. And somehow it became a thing. 

I still can’t figure out why on Earth did I decide to go for some crazy ass perspective though. I must have been feeling particularly adventurous while sketching xD

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some murders are necessary. others are not

I Need Advice From My Sugars

Okay so this happened. This really handsome guy on SA hit me up almost a week ago. He gave me his number to text, which I did, and we chatted a bit here and there. He’s not really a texter which I need to get used to because the unstable little girl in me is like “why isn’t he texting back, what did I do wrong!”. Anyway, we met up on Wednesday. Well at first he asked if we could meet earlier in the day, but I couldn’t because unlike him, I have to work a regular 9-5. So he said he had dinner plans that evening and couldn’t meet up at the time I could. I was bummed but I was like whatever, I’m cute, I’m gonna go to happy hour. So I go and he text me that he pushed his plans back and that we could still meet. So I left my friends at the bar and drove to Starbucks. When I get there he text me saying he’s still on a business call and if I could go across the street to this tall orange building, which ended up being these luxury condos. (By the way, he spells condos wrong and it bothers me). I told him I wasn’t interested in going to his condo and he said that we could meet in the lobby and to valet my car and tell the concierge who I was here to see. So he comes down and I am immediately wanting him lol. He’s so amazingly handsome and the way he states in my eyes when we talk makes me die. Lol so we’re talking or whatever and he asked me if I wanted to go see the view and I said yes. So we go to his apartment and look at the view. I have two glasses of white wine and enjoy the amazing conversation we had. He mad little jokes about him being my future husband and that we would have really good looking children. I tell him that I’m looking for new places to stay and he offers me one of the “extra” condos he has in the building. Lol like what is life. He said that on our next date we would discuss allowance. So he tells me that he can tell we have a really strong connection to each other and that I should go before anything I don’t want to happen happens. I leave and he tells me to text him. I thought everything was perfect. Here’s where I fuck up. I get so fucking drunk last night I start drunk texting. What the fuck girl!!! I need to get my shit together. I mean he was going with the convo and seemed interested in the sexual stuff I was saying. But he hasn’t text me today and I know I should just relax and wait it out but it’s killing me. I really wanted this one 😔. It hasn’t even been a week so I need to calm my tits. My question though, should I text him and apologize or just go with the flow and act like nothing happened? I always have to text first btw. Well actually, I haven’t even given him a chance to text me first except for once lol. Ugh. I’m so mad at myself. Help!

Put the Car in Drive

The prompt: Overwhelmed with over flipping the switch and causing damage, Caroline leaves Mystic Falls and finds herself feeling lost and alone. She calls Klaus. How does it go down? What does she say? 

“You have exactly two minutes to tell me about being the bad guy before I hang up,” she muttered, “Go.”

She could feel his smirk through the phone.

“Caroline,” Klaus drawled in his thick British accent, “how lovely to hear from you.”

After their last scandalous passionate encounter, Caroline had sworn to herself that she’d de-Klaus her life—an Original Hybrid detox, if you will—and remove both him, and her feelings for him, from her life forever. When he’d promised never to return; she’d promised (silently) never to talk to him, never to think of him again. Unfortunately for her, she found this forever vow was hard impossible to preserve…at least where he was concerned.

And as a result, here she was: Parked in the middle of Nowhere Tennessee, her head pressed against the steering wheel. A bag of open Doritos resting in her lap. On the phone…with Klaus Mikaelson.

Caroline hated it! She despised herself for her weakness, for her Achilles heel. But Klaus? Oh…Klaus loved every minute of it. No—wait—that didn’t sound right. He didn’t just love it…he relished in it. Smug bastard.

“Is this interest personal or academic?”

Eyes closed, Caroline sighed. “I didn’t know who else to call…”

Hearing her dejected tone, that lackluster inflection, Klaus dropped his wry pretense. His voice low and gentle, he replied, “You called the right person, love.”

“Now,” he continued, his attitude a little probing, “What do you want to know?”

Caroline jolted back in the driver’s seat, allowing her head to rest comfortably against the headrest. Muting the radio, which seemed to be blaring music from Sad FM, she threw her arms over her head and spoke, unloading words in an agitated, need-to-vent manner.

“Here’s the thing…My mom’s dead. I don’t know if you know that or not, but my mom died. From cancer. Not from a supernatural curse, a rogue vampire, or a werewolf bite, but from cancer. Freaking brain cancer. Isn’t that ridiculous? To die of something so human—in Mystic Falls?”

Caroline hiccupped here, either to prevent herself from laughing or crying. She wasn’t sure which one.

“Anyways, I couldn’t deal with it. I just couldn’t. I couldn’t fucking breathe, Klaus. I couldn’t fucking breathe!” She paused, licking her lips. “So, I shut it off. I shut off my humanity…and I gave into my darkness. The one temptation I swore to myself, and to you, that held no charms for me.” She scoffed, obviously disgusted with herself. “I gave in!”

“And…?” Klaus asked with hesitation.

“It was amazing! It was awful!” Caroline checked herself. “I—I was awful,” she corrected. “Though I still controlled the bloodlust, I was a heartless and vindictive bitch. I terrorized my friends, my town, and perfect strangers who offended me for literally no reason.”

Klaus chuckled softly. Though he said nothing, it was obvious he took some odd delight in hearing her tale. And something else, too. What was it? Satisfaction? Pleasure? Pride? That’s it—that’s what it was. A part of him was proud.

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HEY GUYS

I really love all of you and I wanted to do something for all of my precious fancakes.  So…

I’m doing a Positive Wednesday again!!!

You mean tomorrow? like March 16th?

Actually, no, I mean, 

March 23.

What’s Positive Wednesday?

It’s a thing I did every Wednesday last summer.  I would post all of the submitted selfies to my inbox (as long as they were appropriate i.e. not nsfw).  Each person had to compliment themself, I would compliment them, then I would ask that other people compliment them by going to their inbox and saying nice things (or comment but we all know THAT isn’t a thing anymore).

Oh, cool, how do I enter?

Oh, that’s pretty easy.

  • mbf me (cockleddean)
  •  - optional but preferred - reblog this post 
  • submit a selfie to my blog (cockleddean) here
  • - optional but preferred - compliment yourself in the body
    (it does not have to be about a physical attribute)
  • and spread some positivity to others

This is going to be so much fun.  You can send the selfie whenever you want between now and March 23. :D