#I adore you

[webweabings]

I WANT YOU TO BE MINE. SELFISHLY, THOUGHTLESSLY, MINE

@vaitiolo ; // “Orpheus and Eurydice”, by Virgil; // H.G. Wells, from a letter to Rebecca West (w. April, 1913); // “No, I don’t miss the dissipated night’s”, by Alexander Pushkin (tr. by D.M. Thomas) (1832); // “Blue is the Warmest Color”, by Ghalia Lacroix (2013); // “The Voyage Out”, by Virginia Woolf (1915); // Virgina Woolf; // “Soft Human”, by Emery Allen (2019)

[komokura]

Sharing this a little late, but its absolutely gorgeous! Everyone, adore @meoowwxx's breath taking art!! It was an absolute pleasure working with them, and be sure to thank them for this amazing piece!! It's a wonderful addition for the scene in chapter 5 of Living-Dead <3

[infectiouspiss]

this one deserves its own post (x)

[crushing-on-nico-di-angelo]

you know the distance never made a difference to me.

@whimsybrain // @diabolicjoy // 10.6.21 — silas denver melvin (@sweatermuppet) // sue zhao // 亲爱的, 2021, @disasterzoo // @the-ghost-king // @1anonyymous1 // @fluffysheeps // mountain dew commercial disguised as a love poem, matthew olzmann // @jeichi // terms of endearment, silas denver melvin // unknown // on coming out to my mother as trans, joan angel // what mary magdalene said to the young transsexual, elle emerson (@transsextual ) after clint smith // unknown (angel to me), hozier

[thebatbaes]

Damian, the iPad kid.

[angstics]

A thing of beauty. To be young and angry, huh?

[heymacy]

Morning Mr. Milkovich. Morning Mr. Gallagher. ╰┈➤ for @metalheadmickey

[dumblr]

There are days when I adore you just a little more than a human being can adore.

[lustylita]

Do you allow other blogs to reference your work? I have an upcoming chapter in a fic with a scene that was completely inspired by this piece of artwork. I saw it and immediately had to write a scene with Alastor dressed this way. I would love to reference it at the top of the chapter and would of course give credit and a link to your blog.

If not, I will totally respect your wishes and will just happily continue to enjoy your work as it keeps coming.

YES!! ♡ I'm more than happy for people to be inspired by/ reference my work.

As long as you @ me in the finished piece and credit my art, feel free! !♡

[ccfever]

caitlin flopped down in the middle of the bed. yes one bed with your hot friend you have a crush on is probably not the best idea but the hotel was already expensive and you refused to let caitlin pay for everything like she insisted

“i can’t believe this fancy hotel doesn’t have massages. i swear it said they had on the website” caitlin sighed, she was really looking forward to the post-plane massage

“i’ll give you a massage”

“right now?” you were surprised that she was taking you up on your offer, shes normally very reserved

“yeah. take your clothes off” you paused “i think that’s how massages are supposed to be done”

you averted your eyes as she took her clothes off in an attempt to be respectful of your friendship. you were both single. she knew you were bi and you knew she was ‘sexually open’ (but didn’t speak on it publicly because she didn’t need people knowing her private business) so it’s not out of the realm of possibility that you could hook up this week but she’s never responded to your flirting in a manner other than friendly, so you wanted to respect her boundaries

“on my back or on my front?” she kept her underwear and bra on. there’s the reserved caitlin you knew

“i’ll get your shoulders first. lie down on your stomach” you allowed yourself to look at her body as she laid down. you’re a thighs girl through and through but those arms and abs are impossible to ignore. caitlin surprised you by unhooking her bra, lifting her chest a bit, lowering the straps off her arms, and throwing her bra off the bed. but you weren’t going to complain about a pretty girl taking her bra off in front of you. you placed your legs over her hips to get in a good position and started to massage her shoulders. she let out a loud satisfied groan. fuck. you were already wet one second in

“i’m so tense i really needed this” you continued to work on her strong shoulders while trying to contain your arousal. the soft moans and sweet whimpers she made were insanely hot and it was already difficult to focus. you moved down to her back. you didn’t want to make her uncomfortable so you kept your hands away from her side boob. she seemed to sense your hesitancy

“just really manhandle me. go as hard as you can” you placed your hands on her back and let your fingers graze her side boob. she didn’t object so you continued to work on her back. again with the soft moans and sweet whimpers. as you got to the bottom of her back, you considered whether you should massage over or under her underwear. you decided over just to make sure she was comfortable. she squeaked when you put your hands on her ass

“is this ok?”

“yeah of course. i was just a little surprised. keep going. please” the bit of desperation in her voice turned you on even more. you continued to work on her ass as you scooted down her body to get in a better position. you breathe in a little as you finally put your hands on her thighs. they’re so muscular and would look amazing on top of your shoulders. you pulled her legs apart to get more leverage and you couldn’t help but notice there was a wet spot on her underwear. fuck. you smiled to yourself. if the only thing that happens between you and caitlin is that you made her wet by having your hands all over her, you would be happy with that. more soft moans and sweet whimpers. you held back your own moans as you, a thigh girl, massaged the most gorgeous girl’s gorgeous thighs. you took your time on her thighs, you were enjoying yourself and she’ll stop you when she’s ready. the moans became less soft and caitlin eventually put her hands on yours to stop their movements

“can you do my front now?” she sounded a little desperate as if she was trying hard not to expose that she was turned on

“yeah. turn over” she turned over, exposing her tits and abs to you. you quickly put your eyes on her pretty face so she wouldn’t see you taking in her body. she put her hands up to cover her chest. you smoothed her shiny hair down and examined her flushed cheeks. she looked amazing under you and you could easily see yourself being on top of her again and again

“is this helping you? are you less tense now?” you had to say something so you wouldn’t kiss her and potentially make things weird

“yes this feels amazing”

“let me get your tits” you said softly as you pushed some stray hair behind her ear “you’ve been working so hard all season, you deserve a full body massage”

“nah you can skip them. they’re small they don’t need any attention”

“small and cute and perfect. they deserve all the attention” she rolled her eyes but gave you a cute little smile. you moved your hands from her beautiful face down to her chest, nudging her hands off her tits and replacing them with yours. you massaged her tits and rubbed your thumbs over her nipples. her eyes closed and her mouth opened slightly. you could see her damn tongue that she was always sticking out but never putting it where it belongs (your mouth). soft moans and sweet whimpers left her mouth again. eventually you moved your hands off her tits and down her abs. they were so tight and toned she must do crunches constantly. your looked up at her face. she seemed to be enjoying herself so you decided to be brave and dip your fingers below her underwear waistline as you rubbed your thumb in circles around her bellybutton. she raised her eyebrows but didn’t object to your hand placement. you took your hand out of her underwear and once again separated her legs. did the wet spot get bigger? fuck. instead of starting at the top of her thighs, you decided to tease her and start at her knee

you put both of your hands on her right thigh, massaging up as slowly as possible. god her legs are stunning. the higher your hands got the louder her moans got. when you eventually got to the top of her thigh you slowed down even more and ‘accidentally’ grazed the wet spot with your fingers. she let out a particularly loud moan so you moved your hands to just above her left knee. you laughed a little to yourself at her frustrated face and obvious irritation but you knew the payoff to the teasing would be worth it. as you moved your hands up her thigh as slow as possible, her soft moans got louder and her sweet whimpers became more needy. you once again ‘accidentally’ grazed the wet spot when you got to the top of her thigh. she let out a long moan and made a face that was clear she was thinking. you ran your fingers over the wet spot again. she grabbed your hands with her right hand and the back of your neck with her left hand. she pulled you down to her with her left hand and finally puts her tongue where it belongs (your mouth)

😋😋😋😋😋😋

[inthedreamatorium1]

Like, I genuinely cannot stop thinking about Penelope and how she decided to take control over her life, which is virtually impossible in that era. And even though she was laughed at and ostracized, she still put herself out there. She agreed to let the man she loves to coach and help her find a husband. She asked him to kiss her, knowing full well he could have rejected her. She helped a nervous Francesca back off the wall. She gives Eloise space. She is all alone but is determined to take agency over her life.

Penelope is BRAVE and KIND and I will never forgive myself for not liking her in season one.

[brainrotcharacters]

"So, good sir, despite your relationship with her, do mind your manners" PERCY THIS IS THE REASON SHE GAVE YOU FIVE KIDS

[hersurvival]

"I wonder why I always have to prompt you."

And if i'm honest, it's because I'm scared.

Scared of it becoming a courtesy, a formality.

Of it being something only said

Because it's supposed to.

But the truth is, it claws at my chest from within.

Pounding, kicking, thrashing to be let out

With every beat of my heart.

I love you.

@nosebleedclub September 29th - I Couldn't Say It

[ladysomething]

Your uploading schedule is trash lady come on

I was going to delete this because I didn't want to start discourse, but I've changed my mind.

I don't know if you thought this was a joke, or if you're talking shit for fun, but either way it's not funny.

It's been two and a half weeks. As of today, I am only three days behind the schedule. Most authors don't even have a schedule and to be honest I didn't even want one for wygig because I knew shit like this would happen.

I can't believe I'm rehashing this again, but I have a life outside of fic and Tumblr and f1. A very fucking busy life, actually. I have a full time job, for which I often work 50+ hours a week. I have a second job that I go to on Saturdays. I have friends I see, people I talk to, so that I don't go insane and I'm maintaining my relationships. I'm sick. My hand hurts. I'm applying for jobs.

And all of that is information that you are not owed.

If you want to read my fics, then I welcome you with eager arms. If you want to talk about theories, then by all means, please send me asks.

If you expect me to drop my entire life so that I can write ten thousand words every fortnight even more consistently than I already do, then feel free to wait until I've finished posting.

[pinkrelish]

I was suppose to be working on figure studies but LOOK WHAT YOU MADE ME DO 😭😭

the actual ache of angst and pure JOY i felt when i saw these, you have no idea. the very first one has struck me straight to my heart, holy shit. i love this, and thank you so much for drawing these, you are amazing. the ones of infant adrie line up so perfectly with a future scene, it's incredible.