#happy new year babes

[maedictus]

I would rather share one lifetime with you than face all the ages of this world alone.

[neverquiteeden]

Friendly Reminder that Sherlock Holmes was regularly referred to as a "bohemian soul" in the books

D'y'know who was well known in the Bohemian scene?

Oscar Wilde

D'y'know when this epithet began turning up?

After ACD and Wilde met.

Do with this information as you will.

[hhoneypop]

@hhoneypop. — “ you, who opened suns in my heart. . . ” (alfonsina storni.)

[duckiemimi]

speak of her over my grave and watch how she brings me back to life

[shidouryusm]

Happy New Year to everyone who entered 2024 already or will be within a few hours! Im so glad to enter this new year with a bunch of beautiful souls as my friends. Each and everyone here is precious to me and I wish nothing but happiness and love for you in this new year! I consider myself lucky to step into this 2024 with yall 🫶🏼 it has been a beautiful ride and will hopefully continue to be one for the next 366 days too😘

Kisses and hugs🫂 🫵🏽

Sami 🫶🏼

[roseworth]

me and who

[thepineapplering]

Already poppin'

[dindjarism]

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

i hope 2023 treats everyone who reads this well and brings you whatever you want or need. i’ve chosen to believe it is going to be a good one.

thank you to all my mutuals for being a part of my journey this past 2022. i can’t wait to see what 2023 brings us (only good things, please!) and for us to experience it together in one way or another.

sending so much love to everyone (and strength to those who need it now more than ever).

let’s try to be happy this year!

❤️❤️❤️❤️

[deadduvznap]

going to a nye part with sunghoon and kissing him at midnight only to take a drink to toast before you get dizzy and at first you think it is the liquor and let him guide you back to a private room but next thing you know you are waking up with him inside you and hands all over you and he sees your awake and acts like all is normal asking how you liked the party saying you drank a little too much or asking you your new year's resolution. [i had more but the word count cut me off]

i hate the word count sm fuck the tumblr website ‼️‼️

ong though i feel like sunghoon would be someone to spike a drink ??? like he just gives me that vibes, even if you like him back hed still spike your drink and when you get dizzy hed be like "are you okay ???you need to go sit down lets go back to a room" and ur like yes because idk you trust him ?? (dont trust people) and hes like sit down im gonna go get you water and then you wake up under him all confused and i like to think you are just floppy you cant move and hes like oh heyyyy babe hows it going and your just like uhhhhhhh and hes jerking you off while still fucking you and ofc you cant reply but hes still like asking you questions and ur just like wtf get off me ew gross but you cant and oh or maybe your on your stomach and he sees you open your eyes but he just like covers your face so he doesnt have to look at you lmao and after he cums he just leaves you there in that random place naked floppy alone and full of his cum on a couch

[hashire]

i am the color in your memories

“You should stay the night,” she says. It’s a suggestion this time (because last time she begged and you were so embarrassed that you couldn’t look her in the eye and ignored her calls for a week). You think about her cold toes and cold fingers and the cold tip of her nose.

‘If you put on socks, sure.’ You don’t say it. She’s sensitive. She’d take it the wrong way. “I can’t,” you say instead. You stopped giving excuses long ago. Once they were bordering on completely absurd (I have to let my neighbor’s parrot out to stretch his wings was the worst, but you were drunk and couldn’t be bothered to come up with anything that made sense), you decided it wasn’t worth bothering.

“Okay,” she says. She smiles and wipes her fingers on the towel next to the bed. There’s still a flush high on her cheeks. A bit of hair falls out of her ponytail. You almost reach to push it behind her ear. She does it before you can decide what you really want to do. 

She stands, stretching and making a little ooh noise when something in her back pops. She walks out of the room, naked.

“Oh,” she says. You hum in response, staring at the dimples above her ass. “It’s snowing. Are you sure you don’t want to stay?” The curtains are closed in her room, so you have to get up to pull them back and look outside. It is snowing. The flakes dance on a gentle breeze, melting as soon as they hit the window panes.

“I’ve got good tires,” you say. She doesn’t respond. The toilet flushes and you hear the faucet running. A shower? She knows how to tempt you.

You pull on your socks first, then your sweater, and then your underwear. She teases you more often than not about the way you get dressed. She can’t see you tonight. She’s washing her hair now, probably. You grab your bra off the floor. 

Your jeans are by the door because it’s always the first thing she takes off. You shove your bra into your purse and pull on your jeans. You stumble and almost smash your face against the door. She sings your favorite song in the shower.

The snow muffles the world around you. A car rolls by, the crunching of ice under the wheels muted. It’s soft and cold and isolating. You don’t brush off your car.

Brake lights on the highway flash, three cars away, two cars away, one car away. You tap on yours. The thought passes through your head to hit the brakes hard. It doesn’t feel slippery when you’re going this slowly. You could slide and slide and smash into the car ahead of you.

But you don’t want to. You want to turn around and go back to her apartment, back to her clever hands and clever smile and clever mind. Go back to tell her to put on some socks because you can’t sleep with her cold feet against your calves. To tell her not to wash her hands in cold water because maybe they’d stay warmer. To pull her close and tuck her head below yours so the tip of her nose finally warms up.

You miss the first exit, and the next, and the next. The brake lights flash again and again. You sigh and settle into your seat, finally turning on the heat.

[letmetellyouaboutmyfeels]

I am incredibly serious right now when I beg you all, please, and if you have Twitter or Tiktok or whatever to please spread the word: click on an author's profile on Ao3.

You want to know if an author has written more? Want to know if they're still writing? Want to see more from them? Want to know if they've written a trope or kink or sex scenario you enjoy?

Click on their name. And look at their profile.

I cannot tell you how many times in the last six months someone has read a new or newer fic of mine and said they (a new reader who has read nothing else I've done) "can't wait to see what you do next!" I've written 50+ fics and over a million words already.

"I don't know if you're still writing..." click on my profile. I am. I literally wrote a 128k+ fic for that ship last month.

"Would you ever do X?" "Please do Y!" I already did. Click on my name and look at my works.

Archive of our Own is a library. It's an archive. Not social media. It is your responsibility to fight back against the laziness that corporate algorithms have trained into you.

Click my author name. Just click it. Just click it.

Before you demand more, or ask if a writer will do XYZ, or wonder if the author still writing, or anything - click on their profile. Click on the author's profile.

I'm not trying to be mean or condescending or anything like that. I'm just exhausted. It's disheartening and frustrating to repeat myself ad nauseam, because someone couldn't take thirty seconds to do the tiniest bit of work to see if I've written lately, if I've written more for their ship, or scan my works to see if I've written what they're asking for. Please. Please. I'm begging.

Click the author's name, and explore before you ask.

[theblackfemininesociety]

ALL 2024.

CLAIMING IT NOW.

IT IS YOURS.

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[x-lulu]

Lulu bby! How are you!!! I saw you on my dash and was like OMG ITS BEEN FOREVER so i had to pop in :))

ahh hiii !! I didn’t know you were still active omg :)) it has been a really long time haha, I feel like so many people have been inactive (including myself) jsjsk.

I’ve been okay :) 2023 was once again a hell of a year. wbu, how have you been? did you have a good new year’s eve? <3

[goodtweetbadtweet]

fifteen minutes until new year, same me

[smashboxgirl26]

happy new year everyone!!

from the bottom of my heart, i want to thank everyone for all the support they've given me and my writing this year. every reblog urging others to read something and every compliment has meant so much to me; there've been days where i've lost complete motivation to continue, but those kind words completely made the rest of my day.

i hope everyone has a great new years eve, and is able to welcome in 2023 with happy, open arms!

[cynicallyneutral]

sasuke wants his new year's kiss :kissing_heart: