#also Im sorry

[esttillie]

"You can't let your womanly emotions consume you. You don't want to end up like your mother now, do you?"

🗝️

[darbylou-art]

solas looking back at rook like:

magnum, iykyk

ko-fi (comms open)

im sorry

[imtheiliad]

This is a place where I don't feel alone This is a place where I feel at home

[tiktok]

[highlordofkrypton]

I especially love my mutuals bc they stick with me when I go feral for the fandom they're not in, love u guys

[ivys-head-is-spinning]

Guys my friend just said the worst possible scenario. What if the cast of newsies has tumblr, and they see my posts/read my fics.

[beastkaiju]

“what you looking at?” I GOT TO THAT POINT LETS GOOOOO

[malocclusive]

"I'm sad, so I'm going to be a tyrant today"

I say as I recklessly open all 2 inches of the windows I can in my classroom

[twcfaces]

🥃"Spill, old man." Jason @thecreativeforge

Alcohol sloshes from his teeth, no matter how fast he tries to throw back the shot.

Spill. That's probably going to be funny when he has a few more of these damn things.

"You and I, kid - sometimes I see that look in your eyes I used to see in court all the damn time, like justice hasn't been enough. Like someone copped to a plea deal when you - know, you know they don't deserve that chance to live their lives like what they did to you doesn't fucking matter."

Harvey - maybe Two-Face - sets his glass back down with a clink.

"You and I have more in common than you think. The same - bastard - let us both down." he remarks, or maybe they do.

"Harvey. You and Harvey. Me, I know better."

@thecreativeforge

[if-mirrormine]

hello, it is I, Loca anon. I too think of that ask a lot! I can’t believe it’s been a little over a year already 😭

how the hell have you been, loca?

[spoiledmilks]

your username reminds me of the time i accidentally drank spoiled milk

As a glass of spoiledmilk how dare you

[destisea-a]

❛ you can do whatever you want to me. ❜ + [ LINGER ] * your muse gives my muse lingering touches. / moonhill :)

      sheets tangle around his waist, leg curled up that his thigh rests just against boot/hill's side. touch is important to him, as essential as eyes are for seeing, as a tongue is for tasting. and there is so much here to 'see', to feel beneath every digit. his palm raises, and fingertips are gentle at first. slow and purposeful, to recall every place where a piece of segmented metal meets another. these are things he's been told don't matter. but they do, for him they do. then, as he reaches the dip of his waist, he lets his hand rest there. silent as his head sways slightly to one side. clearly he's been making some kind of face--   

❛  you can do whatever you want to me. ❜    a pause.  trust is a heady thing, especially when it's given so freely, without hesitation. still difficult sometimes to believe how far they've come;�� that maybe one day briar will wake up, and return to his routine. to promises he made, so reliant on his own devotion for stability.

" anything i want... "  he murmurs back, low and considering.

and despite not actually being able to see him, briar turns the small amount needed to face him. following the direction of his own hand, as it steadily moves downwards. " anything at all. " it's a suddenly rush of heat to his belly, as he thinks for a moment about all the things he'd like to do.  not all of which are too explicit to even consider aloud ( though he might anyway ). and--  before his hand goes too much further, it stops. low on a belly that they cannot feel--  to shift his position, that he may lean over easier. casting him in his shadow, as he presses a kiss to his cheek. lingering there, to smile against it.

then a gentle inhale, fighting the temptation to bury his face in his hair.  " i'd like to feel you. " though arousal still simmers in his core, he makes no real move to do anything for it. content to let it be, to let it keep him warm.  " we can do so much more, later...  but right now all i want is this. "  and finally, fingers brushing back the other's hair, he seals it with a proper kiss. languid, easy, lazy as they both felt-- happily allowing himself to be lost in slow intimacy of another.

sexual tension... / @mythkiss

[skinomyteethh]

GUYS HII I'LL HOPEFULLY POST ALL REQUESTS ON FRIDAY, SATURDAY AND SUNDAY

school is so hectic rn and im about to start competing in the sport I do so practice and school take up alot of my time pls forgive me guys :3

[writer-in-theory]

my harringrove relay race fic is officially scheduled ✨

[belovedbow]

a-adam...

[finclgicls]

𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 : literally anyone you might want, muses available on my muse page, just let me know ! 𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓 : one of my muses is horny and wanting to be taken ad.vantage of in a public, packed, train ride. 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 : strangers, ex-something, both age gaps and step-somethings welcomed. 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄 : any, except historical, we can plot it out. 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐎 : all , written using beta , but can make it legacy upon request ! don't like my starters, and i am open to taking this over to discord if you want to !

𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐂𝐊 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐌𝐘 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄.

it didn't seem like the smart thing to do, but with how she had been following rules so diligently, and how she felt her life had come completely to a halt—she felt ever so bored and feeling unfulfilled. so, she decided it was beyond time to take a bit of a risk. donned in a shorter-than-usual skirt, and see-through tights ripped in all the right places, she felt a thrill in her lower abdomen as she hopped in a busier wagon, gripping the metal pole to steady herself as other bodies joined her in the busy times of the day as people were either returning home or going out somewhere else. unsure if she would even find someone courageous enough, her legs parted ever so slightly as sheer anticipation took over.

[icallhimjoey]

i love you but… A CLIFFHANGER!?!!!!???

again, love you & your work but HOW DARE YOU!???!

listen babes

i need to keep you all around for ten fucking parts of this, i kind of had to