#And thank you

[breakingbobcat]

EXACTLY.

NOW IMAGINE LIVING MOST OF YOUR ADULT LIFE IN THIS MANNER,

SIMPLY BECAUSE YOUR MIND AND HEART MUST BE IN UNION TO BE WITH A LOVER.

NOW YOU UNDERSTAND THE MAGNITUDE OF MY LONELINESS, AND HOW I HAVE GROWN LARGER THAN IT BY ITS PRESENCE.

Celibacy at Twenty

by Sharon Olds

After I broke up with someone, or someone with me, days would go by, nights, weeks, soon it would be months since I had touched anyone. I would move as little as possible, the air seemed to press on my skin, my breasts like something broken open, un- capped and not covered, the buds floated in the center at the front, if I turned a corner too fast I would almost come. Swollen, walking like someone carrying something filled to the brim, the lip of the liquid rocking, taut, at the edge, at the top -- and at times, in the shower, no matter how quickly I washed I’d be over the top in seconds, and then the loneliness, which had felt enormous, would begin to grow, easily, rapidly, triple, sextuple, dodecatuple, the palm fronds and camellia buds bent double under a campus sky of iron. Later, when the next first kiss would come, it would shock me, the size and power of happiness, and yet it was familiar -- lips aching and pulling, hands and feet going numb, I’d be trying not to moan, streaming slowly across the arc of the sky -- it was always a return, the face in the dashlight closer and closer, like the approaching earth, until it is all you can see. Each time, I wanted to be coming home to stay. But every time I went from months of hunger to those first kisses, soon there were the last kisses, and I felt I stood outside of life, held back– but no one was holding me, I was waiting, very near the human, my violence uncommitted, I was saving it. Once I stripped and entered the pit I did not want ever to come up out of it.

[stormblessed95]

I like genuinely need to know if all the people sending me anons about needing to wait and see from further episodes if Jikook are still close... If you actually forgot about them being the only members of BTS to join the military as companion soldiers to make sure they don't have to spend time away from each other.

Like by all means, have whatever opinions you want. But let's all be for real. Good lord.

[obsessive-dumpling]

Congratulations to Katsuki's right eye for surviving.

I didn't think you'd make it buddy. Sorry for ever doubting you! Of course you'd survive to look at Izuku that way!

[halloweeneva]

Aabria really said this story has always been about deconstructing systems of oppression and now we get to talk about what that really means, huh?

[ebi-noodle-doodles]

i apologize if this is weird but your fat miku art has helped me with my self esteem <3 im chubby and ive always loved hatsune miku and seeing her so happy has made me feel a lot better about myself. fat girls for the win 💙💙💙

<3

[am-i-interrupting]

How about Vox's crush is listening to him rant about the radio demon as usual 😆 so shuts him up with a kiss

Also, congrats on the new job! 👏 🎉

Talk Show

You could listen to Vox talk all day. His voice was just so lovely to listen to. It tickled your brain when it went a bit glitchy. It soothed your heart when he spoke softly. It gave you humor when he got upset over small things.

You could listen to this man talk.

You could not listen to this man seethe. You hated it. You wanted to calm him down. You wanted to soothe his worries. You wanted to punch his fucking screen because dear fucking god! Could he not find a topic aside from the Radio Demon? It was the fourth time this week and it was only Tuesday.

You wanted to get out your phone, give him the treatment he would give Valentino specifically because Valentino threw tantrums often enough that it was old news and this? This was old news now. It’d run it’s time. The show needed to close.

You were going to lose it if the credits didn’t roll soon. He just kept going on and on. Talking animatedly with his hands (which you adored) while he paced. His voice fluctuated in a way which would be enjoyable if he was talking about literally anything or anyone else.

He was so obsessive. This rivalry which had been going on longer than you’d known him was back full force and you were beginning to realize just how much you took those seven years without a single word of the Radio Demon for granted.

“I mean, who does he think he is? He just shows up after all this time and thinks he can steal the show? I mean, steal the show? From me? He went in a nearly decade long radio silence and then just pops back in without any question— I mean—“

You got up calmly, walked over to him, and grabbed his scare face between your hands.

“What?”

You stared at him for a moment before you placed a kiss between his eyes.

“I love you,” you said calming. “Shut the fuck up about the Radio Demon or you will have to regenerate and I don’t want to do that to you. Do you want me to do that to you?”

It was his turn to stare. He said nothing but you could hear a barely audible sound of fans beginning to spin.

“This should be a simple question,” you said.

“I, um,” he swallowed, “it’s really not.”

You shook your head. “I love you, stop talking about a man who will never fuck you.” You placed a kiss on his lips and sat back down.

[thebrofriends]

One of my favorite types of batfam fics are when dick introduces jason as his 'baby brother' to someone and then they see jason and they're like baby?!

[so-i-did-this-thing]

I have been struggling with embracing my own transness for a while now, and while I was reading through one of your recent askbox answers I thought to myself "every trans person I know says that it's okay to try out some elements of transition and see how it feels first, but I don't need to hear that. I need somebody to tell me to start transitioning NOW and to never look back," at which point I realized that *I* am someone, and in fact the only someone who can tell me that. So I guess I've gotta start looking into resources for transition in earnest, lol.

Anyway, thanks for being visible. You were one of the first glimpses I'd gotten into the possibility of trans manhood, rather than just idealized cutesy boyhood, and your style and swagger are incomparable.

Yes, go for it! 🎉

[batfambrainrotbeloved]

Don't know if someone has already said this but I think of this image a lot when reading and re reading TDSB

It's literally just Tim and it makes me giggle

YESS!!!

Yet another picture im pretty sure I have saved on my pinterest inspo boards for the fic, but it never fails to make me happy. Like I ASPIRE to be them <333

[darriness]

I need someone who is good at finding and/or making gifs!

I need a gif of Anthony biting into the apple at the beginning of 2x04 (the apple Benedict is painting). The tongue, the posture, the tongue. Did I mention the tongue? I have watched that moment at least ten times since discovering it tonight.

Please, can someone help a girl out?

[catofoldstones]

She could feel the snow on her lashes, taste it on her lips. It was the taste of Winterfell. The taste of innocence. The taste of dreams. Sansa VII - ASOS

a couple of photos I took haha:

The way it’s written is so dreamy so I wanted to paint Winterfell as this castle in the clouds because, right now, that is exactly what it is for Sansa (and the rest of the Starklings). It feels like that far away place you can run to, for safety, for love, if in nothing but your dreams. I hope all of them come back home soon, it’s waiting, right behind the clouds, right behind their tired eyes.

Acrylic on canvas 6x8

[the-kingshound]

It's been awhile and I've been overworked at work lmaooo so I fell off the if game community. However, as this remains my fave game, up there with Fell Star, while I was reading through your blog, I came upon some upsetting trolls and asks. I'm a writer. I've written several fics I've permanently abandoned due to me falling out of the fandom due to toxicity and other reasons. To this day, I still get asks about people wanting to read my first T'Challa fic, where he's found ao3 or something, djklsdjlsjskljd.

I'm off topic. Basically, there are those who are nice and understanding and then there are assholes. I cannot imagine the pressure of writing a game like this, for FREE, and having to put up with some random kid saying hurry up with an update. I'd likely crash out. fshjsdjdsfjh Please never feel pressured for anything. You are doing this for FREE. If someone feels so butthurt about your decisions in a game that should ultimately be written to you satisfaction, invite them to write their own games and post it. Then link you the finished product. Oh! And tell them it'd better be more than a tiny prologue, I'm talking at least 3 playable chapters, fully edited.

Watch the fireworks and utter outrage; its glorious every time.

Aww thank you for the message❤ i can get a bit demotivated sometimes, just because I am quite the emotional person, but at the end of the day I know I have so many people who are unconditionally rooting for this game, despite the time I need to take

[buddiedaydreamer911]

now you don’t necessarily have to drop fic recommendations where buck or eddie sits on the others lap…. but if you did, this post is where you would drop them. just saying.

[cheerfullycatholic]

May you and others please pray that my brother, my sister in law, and my little nephew would be reunited with the rest of my family? It's very complicated but they have distanced themselves more and more other the years, especially this year, and now we haven't even heard from my nephew in almost 2 weeks despite all of us trying to contact him. He's seeing our texts or at least his parents must be, but there's no response. Usually he plays games with my little brother or my dad over the internet.

I'm heartbroken. My brother is angry with my parents over things they couldn't control when he was growing up. He has walked away from the faith completely and openly mocks my parents and the idea of God. And we are thinking that's why my nephew isn't contacting us anymore. He's only 10. I'm praying that somehow God would bring about peace and restoration between our brother and us but I don't see how it's possible anymore. It feels too broken. I plead for a storming of heaven.

Thank you and God bless. I am praying for your health and fortitude 💕

Of course 🖤

[beautysamour]

first of all I really love your writing, it’s masterpiece!!!<3333333 aand second……what do you think about Miguel fucking readers boobs bc my brain just melts 🙏🏼

HOT. this man is a need, not a want. I need this man under me 😩😩😩

I think this is one of Miguel’s guilty pleasures, he prefers being inside of you but when he’s too impatient he’d definitely settle for boobs. (even though he’s not actually “settling.” he’s had wet dreams about fucking your breasts sorry not sorry)

like imagine meeting up with Miguel after a long day, and he’s stressed and pissed off with all the anomalies that have being popping up. but still, you ask him what’s wrong.

he scoffs at your question and gives you a short cold answer.

you raise a brow because what the hell was up with him? the attitude??? absolutely not. so you don’t back down

and so, imagine miguel roughly pressing his lips against yours, mouth open and sloppy as he forces his tongue into your also open mouth. imagine jumping into his arms, legs wrapped around his waist, and a hand on his neck.

imagine choking him as your tongues fight for dominance (^o^)

imagine getting back to your place, his lips still on yours and you’re barely able to enter your room before he starts to take your clothes off. imagine him finally getting them off, your body bare to him as he winces when his dick rubs against your bedsheets.

imagine noticing his dick, noticing how big, and pretty, and big it is. of course you’d worry if it would fit or not…would it?

imagine a sexually impatient Miguel who doesn’t want to hurt you realizing that he’d have to loosen your pretty, pretty pussy first. imagine his excitement when he realized he didn’t have to wait.

imagine Miguel trying to control himself when he places his dick in between your pretty, pretty breasts. imagine his cum splattering on your face 30 seconds later 😋